IRRESISTIBLE

IRRESISTIBLE

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Gwen is on track. Twenty-nine-years old and engaged. Cutting it short, but there anyway. One more loose end she has to tighten up: herself. After years of being overweight, her appearance has started to affect her career - the one aspect of her life that has always gone right. Something had to be done. Jack's career is at a frustrating standstill. Suspended for conduct detrimental to the NFL, he waits impatiently to get his job back when Gwen offers him the perfect distraction: helping her reach her fitness goal. Their partnership starts with simple self-imposed rules. Training only for Gwen - no daydreams, no infatuation and no longing. And friendship only for Jack - hands off her curves, no jealousy and head in the game. Who will be first to throw those rules to the wind? Please vote and comment as you go. Thanks for reading!
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"You know, it won't physically hurt you to be nice for once." I crossed my arms in front of my chest and groaned. "I don't want to take a chance." the corner of his lips lifted a little as he finished his sentence. "Well, you don't hear me complaining. The view of a someone so desperately working out is not a delight either." I retorted in a weary voice. "I bet it isn't." he narrowed his eyes at me and commented. Ugh.. Why is he so damn annoying? "You know what, just take your arrogant ass out of my room." I scowled at him, pointing towards the door. With small steps, he walked towards me. I took a step backwards when he neared me. He was invading my personal space, making me a bit flustered. The urge to push back his golden-brown hair covering his forehead was increasing with every passing second. "Gladly." he mumbled against my face and then walked past me out of my room. It took me a minute to calm down my racing heartbeat. ... He was a mystery, an enigma I wanted to solve. He was exhausting, he was infuriating, yet staying away from him was not an option. He was making me feel things I haven't felt before. Adam McArdle! Who are you and what are you doing to my poor little heart? ... #1 in GENERAL FICTION (23-05-2019) #1 in CHICKLIT (21-07-2019)

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