One More Chance Signed Paperback
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At eighteen years old, Logan Anderson broke my heart, pocketed my V-card, and left our island home without a trace. Twelve years later, he's back in Topica Bay, fully grown and a walking temptation I'm positive I can resist.
No, really. I can totally ignore that suit sculpted to his body like a second skin. I can ignore those luscious lips, and watchful eyes, too, because the domineering man he's become bears no semblance of the carefree boy I once loved.
But when the group home I volunteer for is in danger, and my struggle bus takes a hard right into Going Nowhereville, I'm left begging him for a job I have no business taking.
Hard to say if it was my quirky charm or dropping a box of vibrating unmentionables at his feet that sealed the deal, but next thing I know, I'm trading bare feet and freedom for high heels, pencil skirts, and begrudgingly calling him my boss.
He says there's no end for us—that I'm his and I always will be. But no amount of seduction can make me forget what happened all those years ago. There's no more us, and the quicker he comes to terms with that, the better.
**US ONLY (Please email lorenbeesonbooks@gmail.com to discuss international shipping)
At eighteen years old, Logan Anderson broke my heart, pocketed my V-card, and left our island home without a trace. Twelve years later, he's back in Topica Bay, fully grown and a walking temptation I'm positive I can resist.
No, really. I can totally ignore that suit sculpted to his body like a second skin. I can ignore those luscious lips, and watchful eyes, too, because the domineering man he's become bears no semblance of the carefree boy I once loved.
But when the group home I volunteer for is in danger, and my struggle bus takes a hard right into Going Nowhereville, I'm left begging him for a job I have no business taking.
Hard to say if it was my quirky charm or dropping a box of vibrating unmentionables at his feet that sealed the deal, but next thing I know, I'm trading bare feet and freedom for high heels, pencil skirts, and begrudgingly calling him my boss.
He says there's no end for us—that I'm his and I always will be. But no amount of seduction can make me forget what happened all those years ago. There's no more us, and the quicker he comes to terms with that, the better.
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