Heat next door

Heat next door

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WpMetadataReadContenu pour adultesEn cours d'écriture1 h 11 min
WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication ven., sept. 11, 2026
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Fiction
Romance
Érotique
Romance Sombre
Triangle Amoureux
Heat Next Door by Gary Jones Lexi has been watching the firefighter next door for weeks. Tall, quiet, and built like he was carved out of stone, Cole Mercer is everything she can't stop thinking about. When her "broken" shower finally gets him inside her apartment, she plans to make sure he notices more than just the leak. Cole is used to fixing other people's problems. What he's not used to is the blonde yoga instructor next door who keeps inventing emergencies and showing up in next-to-nothing. He's tried to keep his distance. She's made that impossible. Then her past shows up at the door. When Lexi's dangerous ex puts his hands on her, Cole doesn't think. He reacts. One punch later, the hallway is dented, blood is on his neck, and Lexi is asking him the one question he isn't ready to answer. Some neighbors are hard to ignore. Some heat is impossible to walk away from.
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