M. J. Williamz

Language: English

Pages: 264

ISBN: 1626391823

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

In the small town of Maybon Tir, Joey Scarpetti is the resident playboi. She swore off relationships after college, and her reputation is well deserved. Until she meets Samantha Brewer. All Joey was looking for was a little fun, but she finds herself developing feelings for Samantha.

Samantha is still grieving the loss of her partner and is three months pregnant. She doesn’t think she’s ready to move on, especially with someone of Joey’s reputation. Joey is terrified of Samantha’s pregnancy but soon warms to the idea of a family. But is Samantha ready to lay her lost love to rest? Joey struggles to convince Samantha she’s the right one for her, but feels helpless competing with a ghost.

Both women have reasons for avoiding the relationship, but sometimes the pull of true love is too strong to ignore.

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again?” “Hard telling. Man, last night was something, though, right?” “No doubt. That was mind blowing.” Joey was lost in thought for a moment. “I wonder if Ms. Samantha Brewer’s ever done anything like that before.” “How can you have her on the brain after having sex with God knows how many women last night?” “I don’t know.” Joey shrugged. “She’s never far from my mind, for some reason.” “Damn, I feel sorry for her if you ever really get to know her. If you’re this obsessed now.” “I’m not

to do something since you have to be at work in a few hours.” Joey paused at the pet name. She felt surprisingly warm and comforted. Not what she’d expect. “Okay, okay. I’m out of here. I’ll see you tomorrow.” She drove home with a smile on her face that she just couldn’t get rid of. Chapter Twelve Joey was dog-tired when she pulled up to the site the next morning. She put on her tool belt and walked over to where Mel and Brenda were talking. “You look like shit,” Mel said. “Thanks.” “You

clothes when her phone rang. She saw that it was Samantha, so she answered it quickly. “What are you doing?” Samantha asked. “Getting ready to hit the waves. What are you doing?” “Missing you.” Joey braced herself for the waves of nausea that generally accompanied that statement, but there were none. Instead, there was a surge of warmth throughout her body. “You just saw me.” She laughed. “I know. But I just wanted to make sure you’ll be there tonight.” “I told you I would. What’s going

aware.” “Well, I’m certainly not going to go out of my way to say anything to them.” “Whatever. They’ll find out. It doesn’t really matter who tells them. Either way, Brenda’s gonna be all kinds of smug, and I’m going to want to rip her face off.” Joey went to work filling the hole. Samantha lingered. “Don’t you have something you can do?” Joey asked. “Like tell me where the paint is so I can touch this up?” “It’s out in the shed.” “Fine.” She finished with the spackle and retrieved the

you.” “Is she a spy? For Leonard so hated Maybon Tir that he sent his only begotten daughter…” “Paranoid much? She has every right to be here. And he didn’t send her.” “Are you sure?” “Listen to yourself. She’s a lesbian, just like the rest of us.” “So she says. I guess I’ll have to find out for myself.” “I’ve told you to leave her alone.” Joey shrugged and smiled. “I owe it to the rest of the community. We need to find out if there’s an impostor in our midst.” As she walked off, Brenda

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