Every Sunday morning it’s just us in a fancy hotel suite.
We fight, argue, and make up like teenagers do.
We touch, we suck, but we don’t kiss.
No, we never kiss.
His lips have been all over my body – everywhere but on top of mine.
I wasn’t supposed to need his touch.
To beg for a kiss . . . just one little kiss.
But our little arrangement has swallowed me whole.
I only crave one thing, but I know he’ll never give it to me.
Because the only way he’ll kiss a woman is if he loves her.
And my playboy boss will never love me.
Add to GoodReads: http://bit.ly/2kXX4Yn About the Author:Shanora Williams is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author who loves writing about flawed heroes and resilient heroines. She is a believer that love outweighs all, but doesn’t have a problem making her characters fight for their happily ever after.
She currently lives in Charlotte, North Carolina and is the mother of two amazing boys, has a fiercely devoted and supportive man, and is a sister to eleven.
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