Well Hung (21 page)

After all, finding an apartment is harder than landing true love, so even if you have to shack up with the fox you’ve maybe, possibly, always thought was ridiculously hot, you’d do it, right?

Look, I know what you’re thinking.

This can only lead to trouble. Don’t sign that lease. Walk the other way.

But she’s just a friend, I swear. And, hey, this is New York City. Rent is crazy expensive. Always better to share it, right? C’mon. You’d split the utilities even if it meant you were signing up to become the dude sounding board for all her online dating escapades.

Please. I can do that with my eyes shut. Advising her on the plenty o’ fish she’s considering is simple. I just point to the profile pic and say, he’s douche, he’s a tool, he’s a dick…

Because none of those fuckers is worthy of her.

You’d sign that lease even if you had to endure the sweet torture of seeing that beauty walk down the hallway every morning, fresh out of the shower, a tiny towel cinched around her tits.

Easy as pie.

Even if she called out, “Hey, Chase, can you bring me my body lotion?”

Ha. That’s child’s play.

Okay, maybe I whimpered a bit when she made the request. And I’ll concede the situation was a bit hard — like, steel levels — when the towel slipped and I caught a glimpse of her perfect flesh before she yanked it up.

But still, I can handle all that, no problemo.

Want to know why?

I’ve done it for years, and it’s my secret talent.

You see, everyone has a unique ability. Perhaps you can lick your elbow, stick your whole fist in your mouth (don’t try that at home, kids) or make your eyes move in opposite directions. Impressive party tricks, to be sure.

Want to know mine? My one-of-a-kind skill is what will save me from a living situation guaranteed to induce an early riser in the pants that lasts round the clock.

Here’s my special gift.

I’m the king of of compartmentalization, and I come equipped with separate drawers for everything.

Desires and actions.

Lust and feelings.

Love and sex.

One goes here. The other goes there. And never the two shall meet.

That’s why when one of my best friends comes to me with a solution that’ll solve a big problem for both of us, I just don’t see how anything could go off the rails.

All I’ve got to do is keep my hands off her, my dirty thoughts locked up, and my eyes looking the other way the next time she gets undressed.

Mere fucking feet away from me.

I can do this. I can absolutely do this.

When you’re the virtuoso of resistance, nothing can knock you off your game.

Not even living in five hundred square feet with a woman you’ve wanted for years.

Until the night I wake up to find her under the covers curled up next to me…

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, get ready for a wild ride in
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I
n December 2016
, I’ll release
THE ONLY ONE.
That’s a novella about Penny, the dog shelter manager you met in WELL HUNG, and a supporting character, Gabriel, who you’ll meet in THE SEXY ONE! Here’s more on THE ONLY ONE!

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’s say there was this guy. And he gave you the most mind-blowing night of sex in your life. And you never saw him again.

Until ten years later.

Now, it turns out he’s the ONLY ONE in all of Manhattan whose restaurant is available the night of my charity’s big event. 

The trouble is, he doesn’t recognize me.

This woman I’m working with is so damn alluring. The first time I set eyes on her, I’m captivated and I can’t get her out of my mind. Even if it’s risky to tango with someone I’m working with, she’s a risk I’m willing to take.

The trouble is, she won’t give me the time of day.

But I'm determined to change that.

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, huge banana stand-size thank you to my readers! YOU ARE THE REASON I WRITE! I love hearing from you, I love that you read my books, I love that you love romance. I am grateful to so many people for bringing WELL HUNG to you. Thank you to Mermaid Jen McCoy, to Cover Goddess Helen Williams, to She-Who-Shall-Not-Vacation KP Simmon, and to You-Know-Me-So-Well Kim Bias. Much gratitude to daily grind gal Kelley Jefferson, to Dena Marie, who suggested the dinner party, to Lauren McKellar, who makes it all come together, and to Candi Kane, who is a ray of sunshine and good will. Big love to my girls – Kristy, Laurelin, CD, Lili, Corinne, Vi, Kendall and many more! A massive thanks to my husband and kids! And as always, much love to my dogs!