Book 3 of the Lavender Lace Series
Publisher: Lynn LaFleur
Release Date: April 27, 2020 (ebook)
Genre: Contemporary/Paranormal MF
Length: Short Novel
Cover Design by: Lynn LaFleur
|A chance meeting with Julian Forrest changes Molly Ross’ mind about her bad luck with men. Julian is not only gorgeous, but intelligent and charming. Finally, perhaps she’s met her perfect match. Or so she thinks, until Julian’s best friend, Lane Edison, comes for a visit.
Julian and Lane had shared one time of passion a year ago, an event which put a strain on their friendship. In order to mend that strain, and give Molly her fantasy of sex with two men, Julian suggests a threesome to Lane.
The threesome is wilder than Molly could have ever dreamed. Yet she can’t help but wonder if the ménage settled things between Julian and Lane, or if it renewed their relationship and Julian will decide he wants Lane instead of her.
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A man sat at her table the next morning.
Molly stopped in the middle of Jennie’s Java and stared at the brown-haired hunk sitting at her table less than five feet away from her. Technically, she knew he could sit anywhere he wanted, but she always arrived a few minutes after the coffee shop opened and sat at that table. There were a dozen empty tables in the place. He could’ve picked any of them, yet he sat at her table.
He’d messed with her routine, a routine she’d followed for months.
He raised his head and looked directly at her. He had brown eyes. Sexy, bedroom eyes. Brown eyes always made her think of rumpled sheets, slick skin, and long, deep kisses. Combined with that mane of dark hair and olive skin, he had to be one of the most attractive men she’d ever seen.
No way a hunk like that would ever notice her.
He smiled and lifted his paper cup toward her. “Good morning.”
She swallowed. “Good morning.”
“I didn’t take your table, did I?”
“It’s okay. I mean, there are a lot of tables. I’ll sit at another one.”
“No, please.” He stood, rounded the table, and pulled out a chair. “Join me.”
Join him? That gorgeous man wants me to join him? He can’t be serious.
“I guess I should introduce myself first, huh? I’m Julian Forrest. And you are…?”
“Molly. Molly Ross.”
He smiled again. “Hi, Molly Ross. Join me?”
She walked the last few feet to the chair and sat. Perhaps he planned to meet someone and that person hadn’t arrived yet. He probably wanted someone to talk to until his friend got here. He couldn’t possibly be interested in her, not with the way her luck with men had been lately.
“What would you like, Molly? My treat.”
“Oh, no, I can’t let you—”
“Please. It’s the least I can do for stealing your table.”
His eyes twinkled when he smiled. She’d be a fool to pass on the opportunity to talk to someone who shot her blood pressure off the scale. “Tall latte and whatever muffin they’re featuring today.”
He winked at her. “You got it.”
A simple wink shouldn’t make her heart stutter in her chest, or her tummy tighten. It did both.
All her hormones stood up and took notice when he turned and walked toward the counter. He wore a black, long-sleeved sweatshirt and dark jeans. He had a runner’s build—slim, but with broad shoulders and great legs. His jeans molded to his ass, showing her it had just the right amount of fullness for her to grip while he slid inside her.
Yesterday, she’d sat in this chair and imagined a man for inspiration—one about five-ten with dark-brown hair and sexy brown eyes. Julian definitely fit that description.
She wondered if he was an amazing lover, too.