THREE NIGHTS (Complete)

THREE NIGHTS (Complete)

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She-- is engaged to be married. He-- is a handsome British bachelor. They live worlds apart, but their souls are drawn together despite all obstacles. Social media was the catalyst. The insatiable fire in their hearts, the connection. One message turns into phone calls, face-time and many sleepless nights with Savannah yearning for something more. Feelings get deep and suddenly two unsuspecting individuals develop an emotionally charged, long-distance relationship. Just days before her wedding, Savannah is faced with the agonizing task of telling Lawrence the truth about her upcoming marriage. She fly's to London, England to confess she's been hiding an important part of her life from him. The objective is to thank Lawrence for his friendship, admit the secret she's been hiding and cut ties for good. The consequence is an eruption of pent-up, emotional and carnal energy oozing love so thick--it's destined to change the trajectory of both their lives forever.
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He swiped my sweat-soaked hair off my neck, resting his lips against my ear. His fiery breaths blew across my earlobe. My body shuddered once again, craving more of him. "You're not the first woman to think she could seduce me into bed because of who I am, what I write. And you won't be the last." He gave a small chuckle, pulling down my dress, so it covered me. "But," he said in a low growl, "so far...... you're my favorite." Breaths poured from my lips at those words. My heart fluttered inside my pounding chest. His favorite, my brain stuck to his words like glue. Clinging to the small hope we'd continue this somewhere else, more than once. We stayed in that position for a moment before his body heat disappeared from my back. He lit a cigarette in front of me, the flash of the lighter illuminating his flushed, sweat-soaked face. I leaned against the brick wall, finding comfort in the coolness against my heated skin. His eyes met mine again. I didn't think I could move from the spot, but he forced me to when he held up a red, lacy thong in between his fingers. My red lacy thong. Fucking panty thief! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Their worlds collided in a heated, passion-filled hook-up behind a bar, bringing their broken pieces together. And now? Mercy finds herself as C.J. Cole's intern. The very Mr. Cole who wrote the most romantic, erotic books she had ever laid eyes on. How could she manage to keep her panties on around him? Or control herself? Hint: she won't. Mature warning.

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