Sweet & Deliciously Sexy!
If you love a romance that brings all the feels, full of smiles, tingles, butterflies, and longing liquid, hot need. This is the book to read. I couldn’t stop smiling as I read this in one sitting. This was a delightful and entertaining friends to lovers romance, that will make you blush, laugh and swoon for days. And then you will go back and read it again. Why are you still reading? BUY IT NOW!!
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Get awkward with Cindi Madsen!
Here's an excerpt from Just One of the Groomsmen:
Tucker swung open the door and greeted them with that great smile of his, the one that brought out his strong jawline, and without having to shave every day, a delicious amount of scruff dusted his jaw.
Wait. Delicious? Calm it down, brain.
“Come on in,” Tucker said, leading them toward the small living room area. He gestured to the couch. “Go on and make yourself at home, Lexi. There are drinks in the fridge, and I set out some chips. The guys should be here soon.”
Before Addie could get the “hey” on the tip of her tongue out, something barreled into her legs. She let out an unpreventable squeal when she spotted the culprit—a bouncy white Labrador puppy. “Oh. My. Gosh.”
“I...did a thing,” Tucker said.
Addie scooped up the puppy and laughed as he went to licking her cheek. “He’s so cute! He looks like Casper the Second.”
Growing up, Tucker used to have a white lab named Casper that had followed them around most everywhere they went. The only time she’d ever seen Tucker choked up was when the dog had to be put to sleep after a long, full life, and it was one of the few times she’d let herself cry in front of him.
A mix of sorrow and sentimentality met the happiness holding the puppy brought her, and it was a lot of emotions to process at once.
Tucker scratched the top of the dog’s head. “That’s why when Ford called me yesterday and said they’d rescued a white Lab and her puppies from a home where they’d been neglected and asked if I wanted one, I jumped at the chance. Remembering how much work puppies are set in afterward.”
“That’s the beauty of spontaneous decisions,” she said with a laugh.
The rumble of engines broke through, followed by deep voices that sounded like the bass line of a song until the guys got closer and the words became more discernible.
They walked past with muttered hellos and head nods, heading right toward the food and drinks as usual.
Addie turned back to Tucker, her fingers rubbing one of the puppy’s fuzzy ears. “Have you named him yet?”
She dodged the puppy’s tongue as he shifted her arms, climbing higher to lick at her jaw. After a few seconds, she gave up and let him lick away.
Tucker was staring at her, eyes wide, mouth slightly ajar. “You, um...” He swallowed, his Adam’s apple bobbing up and down. “Your shirt.”
She dropped her gaze to see the wiggly puppy had pushed down her shirt, revealing a generous portion of one half of her bra, and thanks to its hoisting powers, a whole lot of cleavage.
Heat crept up her neck and into her face and she thrust the puppy into Tucker’s hands, then quickly went to work adjusting her shirt.
This was why she didn’t wear stupid dressy shirts with drapey necklines. She did far too many things that could result in a wardrobe malfunction.
After a moment or two contemplating fleeing the scene, she dared a glance at Tucker. He’d put the puppy on his dog bed and he flopped down and tucked his nose in the blanket, tired after doing all that assisted flashing.
Tucker seemed to be avoiding eye contact as he asked if he could get her a beer, and she avoided it as she took it from him.
It gave her some small semblance of comfort that since everyone else had already been settling in at the table, he’d been the only one to see it, but considering the awkwardness in the air, dressing up had done the opposite of what she’d been going for.
Here's a picture of the puppy that Tucker ends up naming Flash. Mostly because of the above scene. LOL
