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SHE WAS ONLY SUPPOSED TO BE A GAME…
With his pretty-boy looks, engaging smile, mad skills, and a rep for playing just as hard on and off the stage, award-winning jazz musician, Tristan Locke doesn’t believe in love or exclusivity. Bored with the ease in which he gets women, he accepts a bet. Tristan Locke doesn’t believe in love or exclusivity. Bored with the ease in which he gets women, he accepts a bet. Tristan must bed Phoenix Avery – who proclaimed on her Instagram that she is a virgin waiting for love and marriage – before the annual Mardi Gras Masquerade Party. Confident he will win, Tristan relentlessly pursues Phoenix until he is struck by the most unlikely sensation of all…love.
Perfect for fans of naughty NEW ADULT romance!
I continued the song, and her hips swayed to the sexy mellowness of the song. I was surprised that she had such a sensual rhythm. She never danced at the club. If Phoenix worked late, she stayed in the staff room or assisted wait and bar staff if we were extremely busy or shorthanded.
Once I finished, she clapped. “Tristan, you really are amazing. I can almost forget that I don’t like you.”
Taken aback, I asked, “You don’t like me? What have I ever done to you?”
“I don’t like how you treat women like we’re disposable, which makes me not like you.”
I moved my horn behind me, and with one finger, I tilted her chin up. “You don’t have to like me to want to fuck me.”