First comes love
Then comes marriage
Then comes mommy with a baby carriage
FROM BOOK 3:
Somehow, him saying it freed my tongue. And my temper. I stood to my feet and jabbed at his chest. “That’s right, Mr. Sexy. Mr. Blond-haired-green-eyed beefcake. And you did this to me. You and your charming, smooth-talking, persuasion.” I backed him into the hallway. “If you’d only have kept your shirt on.” I was huffing and puffing. “And your hands to yourself.”
“You used your hands on me, too,” he replied.
“Not the point.” I backed him toward the bedroom. “And then there’s the cologne. You know what that does to me.”
Always had done to me. The first time he’d worn it when I was hired at the shop I’d been reduced to a babbling idiot.
“You asked me to wear the cologne.”
“You could have refused.”
“We’re married. I like what it does to you.”
This was an interesting admission.
“You like me weak at the knees?”
“Maybe we should turn this around.” He grabbed hold of me and spun us in a circle. Now, I was the one with my back to the bed. I should have anticipated him doing that.
“Maybe if you didn’t have such great lips,” he said.
Then comes marriage
Then comes mommy with a baby carriage
FROM BOOK 3:
Somehow, him saying it freed my tongue. And my temper. I stood to my feet and jabbed at his chest. “That’s right, Mr. Sexy. Mr. Blond-haired-green-eyed beefcake. And you did this to me. You and your charming, smooth-talking, persuasion.” I backed him into the hallway. “If you’d only have kept your shirt on.” I was huffing and puffing. “And your hands to yourself.”
“You used your hands on me, too,” he replied.
“Not the point.” I backed him toward the bedroom. “And then there’s the cologne. You know what that does to me.”
Always had done to me. The first time he’d worn it when I was hired at the shop I’d been reduced to a babbling idiot.
“You asked me to wear the cologne.”
“You could have refused.”
“We’re married. I like what it does to you.”
This was an interesting admission.
“You like me weak at the knees?”
“Maybe we should turn this around.” He grabbed hold of me and spun us in a circle. Now, I was the one with my back to the bed. I should have anticipated him doing that.
“Maybe if you didn’t have such great lips,” he said.
The Coralee Chronicles
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Other ebook retailers (Apple, Nook, KOBO, Scribd, Smashwords, Overdrive, and many more)
Clean Teen Romance. The story of a girl and a boy and their continuing life.
Book 1 – THE GIRL IN THE PINK BIKINI
The best way Coralee Pirtle can think of to be noticed by Roger Keen, is to show up at the big pool party in the right suit. Problem is, she doesn’t own one and hasn’t a dime to her name. Easily solved ... she’ll get a job.
Working alongside Roman Avery at the local hardware store isn’t exactly what she had in mind, but how hard can it be? Two weeks, one paycheck, and she’s set.
However, plans change, and the more time goes by, the less appealing Roger seems, and the more Roman Avery becomes the man of her dreams.
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Suzanne D. Williams, Author
www.suzannedwilliams.com
www.feelgoodromance.com
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