Some Sort of Love

You might think I had it all—a career I loved, a supportive family, the Nixon metabolism but not the Nixon ears, and a salary that supported my lavish taste in designer shoes, fine wine, and lacy lingerie—but I had no one to share it with.

Until the day I ran into him—my one-night stand from college with the crooked smile, let's-get-out-of-here eyes, and dirty, dirty mouth.

Cute and cocky then, today Levi Brooks is six feet four inches of hot bearded fantasy. A sexy single dad with broad shoulders, strong hands, and a fantastically big . . . heart. (I mean, it's massive. And generous. And it pumps so hard . . . um. Sorry. Lost my place.)

Being a good father means everything to him, but he's keeping me at a distance because he thinks I deserve someone better—a man who can give me more time, more attention, more of himself. He doesn't believe he could ever be enough, but he's wrong. He's everything.

Contains mature themes.

© 2016 Tantor Media (Hljóðbók): 9781515972938

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Hljóðbók: 29 mars 2016