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Perfect Ten
Forbidden Men # 5
Forbidden Men # 5
By: Linda Kage
Releasing March 30th, 2015
Self-Published
Blurb
Let your hair down,
Caroline, they said. It'll be fun, they said.
I know I've closed
myself off in a major way in the past year, ever since “the incident” where I
messed up my life completely. It's past time I try to live again or just give
up completely. But this is quite possibly the craziest thing I've ever done. In
a last ditch effort to invigorate myself, I'm standing outside Oren Tenning's
bedroom, I just peeled off the sexiest pair of underwear I own, and my hand is
already raised to knock. My brother would disown me for doing anything with his
best friend, and he'd probably kill Oren. But if I play my cards right, no one
will ever know about this. Not even Ten.
Maybe after tonight,
I’ll finally get over this stupid, irrational crush I hate having on the
biggest jerk I’ve ever met. Or maybe I’ll just end up falling for him even
harder. Maybe I’ll discover there’s so much more to my crude, carefree hunk
than meets the eye.
EXCERPT
“Yo, Ham. I’m heading out.”
He appeared out of nowhere beside me to tap our table and get his roommate’s
attention.
I yelped because I hadn’t
even noticed him moving toward our table. With a low growl, I scowled at him
for startling me...or maybe for leaving now, because that meant he was still
planning on meeting Kelly. The ass.
He met my gaze and paused.
Reading something—though I’m not sure what—from my face, he leaned close to
talk into my ear. “What? You’re not still mad at me for chasing off that little
boy, are you?”
I sniffed and lifted my chin.
“You’re never going let me date anyone without any kind of interference, are
you?”
He watched me a moment
longer, his intent expression harboring all his thoughts. Then he leaned in
again. “How about this? If you ever find anyone good enough for you, I will
step back and let you at him without even a single fuck-off glare in his
direction.” Then he leaned even closer. “Problem is, I don’t think anyone will
ever be good enough for the likes of you, baby doll.”
When he reached out slowly
and caught a tendril of my hair, the achiest look entered his eyes. He studied
the piece of hair he was methodically winding around his finger, and the way he
watched it was just...I knew that look and recognized it intimately. Every time
I saw him, I felt it rising from my own core, wanting, yet helpless to take.
A shudder wracked me. Once
upon a time I’d told Zoey that if I knew for certain Oren really, truly liked
me—liked me the way I liked him—I wouldn’t let Noel keep us apart. And I’d
meant it.
I still meant it.
“Even you?” I asked him.
Author
Info
Linda
grew up on a dairy farm in the Midwest as the youngest of eight children. Now
she lives in Kansas with her husband, daughter, and nine cuckoo clocks. Her
life's been blessed with lots of people to learn from and love. Writing's
always been a major part of her world, and she is so happy to finally share
some of her stories with other romance lovers.
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