Description
What if your new neighbor is a smoking hot firefighter? You should definitely not convince him to strip for you.
As Theo peels off his shirt, revealing chiseled abs and broad shoulders, I can feel the arousal. It gets hot when one thing leads to another.
Getting stuck in an elevator used to be my worst nightmare. The hotty from next door turns it into a fantasy.
Safe in his strong arms, I enjoy myself a lot more than I probably should. After only one week in NYC, I’m ready to confess to myself that I’m falling for him. But bam, life hits me with a curveball—a car accident wipes out my short-term memory.
I remember nothing that happened since the day I moved to the city.
Comments