I’m not the kind of guy you leave alone in your house. I’m especially not the kind you leave alone with your innocent daughter.
My newest client doesn’t seem to care. He just wants his office remodeled. His college-aged daughter isn’t my usual type, but under those prim clothes and too big glasses, the sweet little bookworm hides a tight little body that’s tempting AF.
I make her nervous. I should.
I’m going to make her mine.
She doesn’t know about men yet.... She’s about to learn.
Dad’s carpenter makes me feel things I don’t understand. I don’t have any experience with older guys like him, or any guys really. They look at me and see a quiet nerd. But this bad boy—I feel like he sees right through me. Like he knows the dirty fantasies that haunt my dreams. The things I do under the covers. He makes me needy and breathless. But I’m shy and awkward—what do I have to offer a man like him?
Author’s Confession: This book is super sweet, unfailingly filthy, and the heroine is nerdilicious. And who doesn’t love a bad boy who’s good with his hands? Very good with his hands. Very, very good.
©2017 Brill Harper (P)2018 Brill Harper