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His Curvy Friend

Ian

Being stuck in the friend-zone sucked. I was done. Blake had been single long enough, and if I didn’t make a move, she’d get together with the wrong man again. Because the right one was me. 

Luck was definitely on my side. An online dating site paired us up. It was an opportunity to show her the side of me she didn’t know. The side who wasn’t interested in a fling with half the women in town. The side who wanted something serious and lasting. With her. 

I thought about confessing. Telling her that I was the guy she was sharing her secrets with. But keeping my online identity a secret meant she talked to me. Really talked to me. It was worth the risk. Blake was worth any risk. 

Blake

Getting dumped sucked. Getting dumped because he thought I was in love with my best friend’s older brother was ludicrous. I did not have a thing for Ian. Yeah, we shared a hotel room when we went to Hawaii, but nothing happened. I mean, I walked in on him right after he got out of the shower.

Water running down his chest.

Hair slicked back from his face.

That stormy look in his eyes.

And the rock, hard…

Ahem, anyway. No, I did not have a thing for him. We were friends. That was it. No one needed to know I still dreamed about what would have happened if I’d closed that door with me on the inside instead of the outside. It was never going to happen.

Ever.

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Excerpt from His Curvy Friend

“Can I walk you home?” Ian asked. His hand rested low on my back, possessive. There was no mistaking the hand. 

Unless you knew it was all for show. 

I nodded and let him lead me out the door. It wasn’t unusual for us. We both lived in town. We both walked home from Charlie’s most of the time. Ian sometimes walked with me, sometimes not. But with William inside watching us leave, there was only one reason Ian was walking me home. 

Just like there was only one reason Ian kissed me. 

I drew in a breath of fresh, cool air and shivered. I loved spring in MacKellar Cove, but it wasn’t warm. Summer would be nice, but summer wasn’t here yet. 

“Are you cold?” he asked. 

I shook my head. Not with his arm still around my waist and his body pressed against my side. Who would be cold with a man like Ian brushing against them with every step? 

“I didn’t know Willie was going to be there tonight,” Ian said. 

I could feel the edge in him as much as I could hear it in his voice. I shrugged. “It wasn’t a private party. He probably mentioned it by someone we invited.” 

“You didn’t invite him?” 

I huffed a laugh. “Uh, no. I haven’t spoken to him in months.” 

“Really? He doesn’t come into Cracked anymore?” 

I sighed. “Well, okay, if I have to serve him, I talk to him there, but we don’t talk about anything other than how he likes his eggs cooked.” 

“You don’t know how he likes his eggs cooked?” Ian asked. 

I shrugged. “No. I don’t know everyone’s order.” 

“You know mine,” he said, his voice low and husky. It rumbled through me, alerting every nerve in my body. Like they didn’t already know he was right there, pressed against me and twisting my mind with his sexy alphaness. 

“I’ve been serving you for years,” I said. It was complete shit, and we both knew it. I’d been serving William for years, too. I couldn’t explain why I knew Ian’s order without thinking about it but had no idea what my boyfriend of five years liked to eat. 

“So, if you don’t talk to him, why did he come over tonight to say hello?” 

I shrugged again. “I don’t know. It’s a small town. Maybe he wants to be nice.” 

“I think he still has a thing for you,” Ian said, his fingers pinching into my side. 

We reached my door, and I turned to him. “Yeah, I know. That’s why you kissed me.” 

His dark eyes held mine prisoner, not letting me look away. “That’s not why I kissed you, Blake.” 

I laughed. “Yeah, okay. Why else would you kiss me?” 

He tilted my chin up, his eyes blazing with something that looked like desire. 

I swallowed roughly and drew in a sharp breath. “Ian?” 

“Me kissing you had nothing to do with Willie, Blake.” 

“What did it have to do with?” 

“You, babe. All you.” 

“Ian?” 

“Invite me inside, Blake.” 

“Why?” I stammered. 

“Because I want to kiss you some more.”

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“His Curvy Friend
His Curvy Wife
His Curvy Treat
His Curvy Frustration
His Curvy Gift
His Curvy Outcast
His Curvy Nurse
His Curvy Ex
His Curvy Craving
His Curvy Genius
His Curvy Fantasy

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