Women were looking for sex in the city because love and happiness seemed virtually extinct. At least, that was my opinion. Having been unlucky in love (a few times) I could understand the sentiment, but to be honest I wanted the trifecta: husband, career, and family. Sure, I may harbor some insecurities but I wasn’t going to be counted out of the struggle
With my thirtieth birthday looming ahead the pressure was on, but it didn’t mean I couldn’t relax a little. An evening of downtime in a crowded club sounded perfect. But it was the last place I would ever dream of finding Mr. Right. How was I to know I would meet six feet-three inches of pure male sex appeal with eyes that made my panties melt?
Publisher's Note: This book contains explicit sexual content, graphic language, and situations that some readers may find objectionable: Anal play/intercourse, exhibitionism.
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