![]() ![]() No one knows that I’ve run from my life in Boston. He’s asking if there’s a complication waiting for me when the plane touches down at LaGuardia. My eyes flit across his face pulling nothing from his stoic expression. It’s everything I need all wrapped into a six foot four inch, muscular, brown haired, brown eyed stranger. There’s a darkness behind his eyes that promises skill, pleasure and a bite of flashing pain. I take the compliment along with the gentle touch. I reach for it, entrusting my own in his. “I’m Ben, by the way.” He extends his hand in a graceful, yet misplaced, greeting. He’s not the first man I’ve slept with within moments of meeting. Here is an excerpt that I would like to share with you: This novel is like quick sand, the more you resist the more you are going in I know I know I’ve said that before but it happened to me, I read the whole thing in one night. Another man had left her for his own happiness and this one had found her. It had been only sixty nine minutes oh sorry, fifty nine and they were already traveling to a room, thirty one since he had told her that he was attracted to brunettes and she knew that having this man inside her would wash away all of her pain. He was a handsome man, she would be invisible with him he was so handsome, six feet, brown eyes, wide chin, brown hair, perfect. They sat next to each other on the flight, the air hostess tried her very hard to attract his attention, and she almost did. Pages of Book: 212 pages (This may be different) Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform ![]()
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