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It’s easy to score when your day job’s saving lives. Miami Beach—sun, sand, and string bikinis. Easy pickings. The last thing I expected to wash ashore was Winter. I pulled her from the water clinging to life, scared out of her mind. Protecting her is all that matters.
Waiting for one’s fiancé to set a date is never fun. Especially when it has now officially been years. Particularly when one is a veritable wallflower with little chance of anything better coming along. More so when said fiancé’s brother is paying particular attention to one’s life and causing all sorts of confusing emotions.
It hasn’t exactly worked out for me in the city, so, I make a deal. Six months of married life on a ranch, then I get paid. Only snag is my ‘husband’ is the hottest guy on the planet…
Suddenly, her face clouds over and she pulls back a little. ‘I really want to fuck you again, Cole, and I can feel how much you want to fuck me. You’re practically poking my eye out with that thing.’
I laugh. ‘I’m big, but I’m not that big.’
‘But seriously. I need to check something. Last night, the way we were together… it felt good, and natural, right? It felt like the first bit of real fun I’ve had in ages. And that’s definitely all it is, isn’t it? Fun?’
I know what she’s getting at, and I’ve got to say, it’s crossed my mind too. There were fireworks last night. It was fucking incredible. But this stops being fun and games if one of us starts feeling things.
Hell, we’ve still got six months to spend together. That’s plenty time for Alessia to start thinking about the ‘L’ word. And, Lord knows, I’ll never use that damn word again, not as long as I live.
‘Yeah, darlin’,’ I say. ‘Forget about the fact that we’re married, and we live together, and all that crazy stuff, if you can. This thing we’ve got going on here, this is pure animal attraction. I’m only interested in your pussy… not your heart.’
‘Good,’ she said. ‘Because I’ve only got the emotional space for your dick right now. There’s nothing else I want inside me.’
‘You really want my dick that badly, huh?’
‘Well, I guess I’d better give it to you. And I’d better make what happens between us as dirty as possible, so neither of us gets the wrong idea. Don’t want this turning into schmaltzy, feelings sex, now do we?’
Josh Landry is one of the hottest bartenders in New Orleans. He’s shown many a female tourist that things are definitely big and easy down here.
And he’s now been celibate for a year. Because he finally met her. Yes, her. The One. But, after nothing more than a hot goodnight kiss and a promise to meet up again next year if they’re both still interested, she went home to Iowa. It’s been a long year…