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He tasted like tequila and the fake name I gave him was Rose.Four years ago, I decided to get over one man, by getting under another. A single night and nothing more. I found my handsome stranger with a shot glass and charming but devilish smile at the end of the bar. The desire that hit his eyes the second they landed on me ignited a spark inside me, instant and hot. He was perfect and everything I didn’t know I needed. That one night may have ended, but I left with much more than a memory.Four years later, and with a three-year-old in tow, the man I still dream about is staring at me from across the street in the town I grew up in. I don’t miss the flash of recognition, or the heat in his gaze. The chemistry is still there, even after all these years. I just hope the secrets and regrets don’t destroy our second chance before it’s even begun.
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The Discreet Series - 20: Magnolia, Willow Winters
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- Année de publication
- 2021
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- Titre
- The Discreet Series - 20: Magnolia
- Sous-titre
- Tequila Rose
- Langue
- Anglais
- Auteurs
- Willow Winters
- Éditeur
- Independently published
- Publié
- 2021
- Format
- souple
- Pages
- 212
- ISBN13
- 9798496876858
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- Mots clés
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- He tasted like tequila and the fake name I gave him was Rose.Four years ago, I decided to get over one man, by getting under another. A single night and nothing more. I found my handsome stranger with a shot glass and charming but devilish smile at the end of the bar. The desire that hit his eyes the second they landed on me ignited a spark inside me, instant and hot. He was perfect and everything I didn’t know I needed. That one night may have ended, but I left with much more than a memory.Four years later, and with a three-year-old in tow, the man I still dream about is staring at me from across the street in the town I grew up in. I don’t miss the flash of recognition, or the heat in his gaze. The chemistry is still there, even after all these years. I just hope the secrets and regrets don’t destroy our second chance before it’s even begun.