Sommers’s dry spell is officially a sex-starved desert. Since taking over her
mom’s quirky coffee shop in Nowhere, Idaho—putting her own career on permanent
hold—Lark’s been, well, miserable. But her friends have a plan…one that starts
with a superhot guy with a rockin’ hard bod.
Navy SEAL Shane O’Brian has no clue he’s being set up. All he knows is that
Lark does incredible things to his libido. Still, Shane can’t quite bring
himself to tell her what he does for a living. After all, their risqué business
is temporary—no strings, no falling in love.
when there’s no way this SEAL would ever be tempted into anything more than a
sexy little fling…
He was gorgeous.
Wasn’t he gorgeous?
She thought so, but the room had taken a nice, slow spin so which she was sure accounted for the sudden dizziness filling her head and the odd tightness in her belly. Resting her hand on the doorframe, Lark blinked a couple of times so she could see him more clearly.
And oh, boy, was she glad she did.
Because she’d been right. He was gorgeous. Sara had been right, he definitely had a little Greek god in there somewhere.
Tall, close to a foot over her own five-four, he a swimmer’s build. Broad shoulders, a slender waist and long, long legs. The kind of body that would look might sweet naked but for a gleaming coat of oil.
His dark brown hair was cut super short, the top spiked in a way that looked like he’d ran his hands through it’s thickness while it was wet and left it at that. Unlike Sara’s round sweetness, her brother’s face was narrow, with slashing brows and a full mouth.
Oh, that mouth. Those lips. Mmm. Lark wet her lips while imagining doing the same to his. She was pretty sure she could spend hours nibbling on that bottom lip of his and still not be satisfied.
She’d bet if he were doing the nibbling, her satisfaction would be guaranteed. She didn’t know if it was all the talk of sex today, or if he was simply the most desirable man she’d ever seen in her life. Either or both got credit for the images flooding her mind.
The two of them, naked. Oh yeah, she’d bet he was even better naked. Long, lean and luscious, he’d know what to do with his body. Better yet, he’d know what to do with hers. She’d bet he could do things she’d only read about in those sexy romance novels.
New York Times and USA TODAY Bestselling author of thirty books and counting, Tawny Weber has been writing sassy, sexy romances since her first one hit the shelves in 2007. A fan of Johnny Depp, cupcakes and color coordination, she spends a lot of her time shopping for cute shoes, scrapbooking and hanging out on Facebook.
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