A sexy new standalone romance from #1 New York Times Bestselling Author Lauren Blakely that'll make you swoon...
The moment I run into the woman I once loved madly, I've got one goal and one goal only--a second chance. The plan? Go big or go home.
Fine, getting into my birthday suit at my ex-girlfriend's place of work might not seem like the best way to win her heart again. But trust me on this count--she always liked me best without any clothes on. And you've got to play to your strengths when you're fighting an uphill battle. I'm prepared to fight hard for her because sometimes you need a second chance at first love.
He's the one who got away . . .
The nerve of Tyler Nichols to reappear like that at my job, showing off his rock-hard body that drove me wild far too many nights. That man with his knowing grin and mischievous eyes is nothing but a cocky jerk to saunter back into my life. Except, what if he's not. . . ? I've tried like hell to forget him, but maybe I'm cursed to remember the guy I fell madly in love with eight years ago. Lord knows I'm not over him, so what's the harm in giving him a week to prove he's changed in the ways that matter?
After all, how do you resist THE HOT ONE?
The moment I run into the woman I once loved madly, I've got one goal and one goal only--a second chance. The plan? Go big or go home.
Fine, getting into my birthday suit at my ex-girlfriend's place of work might not seem like the best way to win her heart again. But trust me on this count--she always liked me best without any clothes on. And you've got to play to your strengths when you're fighting an uphill battle. I'm prepared to fight hard for her because sometimes you need a second chance at first love.
He's the one who got away . . .
The nerve of Tyler Nichols to reappear like that at my job, showing off his rock-hard body that drove me wild far too many nights. That man with his knowing grin and mischievous eyes is nothing but a cocky jerk to saunter back into my life. Except, what if he's not. . . ? I've tried like hell to forget him, but maybe I'm cursed to remember the guy I fell madly in love with eight years ago. Lord knows I'm not over him, so what's the harm in giving him a week to prove he's changed in the ways that matter?
After all, how do you resist THE HOT ONE?
