A brief meeting
An immediate attraction
A weekend to remember.
Christian Sucato wishes he’d never agreed to go on tour once he meets Bethany Dalton. But, he needs to go, and it’s not for the music. There’s someone he must find.
Bethany Dalton has avoided men and complications through college but just as she nears graduation, Christian Sucato steps into her life and nothing is ever going to be the same. Their weekend together was mind-blowing and bone melting, but is it a fling or real? Will there be anything left when he returns?
Two pregnancy tests.
One positive result.
His, not hers.
And Christian is left wondering if he’ll ever have the one thing he’s always wanted. He’s not even sure he’ll live to have the chance.
Will Bethany remain?
Is it fair to even ask?
Genre: FICTION / Romance / Contemporary20 Ratings on Amazon - 4.6 average
23 Ratings on Goodreads - 4.3 average
Holy crap! I’m flirting with Christian Sucato, and we are talking about balls, feeling balls, and all I can think about are his balls and his cock and those light brown eyes.
This isn’t the first time I’ve given demonstrations, but I normally don’t flirt. It’s not professional and we aren’t supposed to. This booth is for information that could save a life, but when Christian walked up, it was almost as if I couldn’t help myself.
“Why did you just put balls in my hand?”
I try not to laugh but it is so freaking funny. So many guys drop them as if the testicular exam simulator has cooties or something.
“To save your life,” I answer.
Damn, I’ve gotten more requests today to perform personal exams than I can count. If Christian were to ask, I’m not so sure I’d really want to tell him no.
I’ve had a thing for him for a good year. Ever since I saw his band play at a club one night. There’s just something about him and the way he plays that sax that is so fucking sexy. He’s hotter than anyone I’ve encountered, not that I ever did anything about it. I’m pretty sure he has a fan base full of pretty girls who are all willing to feel his balls and anything else and I’m not a groupie. It’s not my thing. I’d just rather admire from afar, and it’s no different than seeing a hot guy in a movie. Nice to think about but knowing you’ll never actually get him. Out of reach, that is what Christian Sucato has been to me and after this display is done, at least I’ll have this encounter to remember.
He probably has more girls come on to him than he can keep up with and I’m pretty sure he doesn’t even remember meeting me a few months back when I was with Mary.
