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I can't be in love, so I'm just going to pretend the curvy, sunshine goddess who stole my heart doesn't exist. Piece of cake.
Max I refuse to become another story in Duhring Park's ridiculous love-at-first-sight myth, but lord help me, I need Aubrey like I need air. Self-preservation makes me mean and growly when she's around, but that's what happens when I've been dreaming about a woman I can't have every day and night for a year. Her beautiful smile, her soft, curvy body. Her desserts that taste like sunshine and heaven. I cannot be in love, yet my heart begs to differ.
Aubrey Max Miller is a grumpy, growly jerk. I hate his perfect smile—the one he gives to everyone but me. And his stupid, handsome face that shows up in every single one of my nightly fantasies. His muscles are gross. And dumb. Yet, my entire body throbs with a burning passion I can't explain because I hate him. Except when he tries to kiss me. How do I convince my heart—and other areas of my body—that we are not open for business?
Tropes: instalove with delayed gratification, grumpy/sunshine, obsessive MMC, grand gesture, guaranteed HEA
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What to expect from a Lara London romance: Quick Reads. Big Heat. Forever Love. Steamy, short, insta-love romances with quirky heroines, obsessive heroes who fall hard, no cheating, and guaranteed HEA — delivered with heat, heart, and humor.
Genre: Romance
Max I refuse to become another story in Duhring Park's ridiculous love-at-first-sight myth, but lord help me, I need Aubrey like I need air. Self-preservation makes me mean and growly when she's around, but that's what happens when I've been dreaming about a woman I can't have every day and night for a year. Her beautiful smile, her soft, curvy body. Her desserts that taste like sunshine and heaven. I cannot be in love, yet my heart begs to differ.
Aubrey Max Miller is a grumpy, growly jerk. I hate his perfect smile—the one he gives to everyone but me. And his stupid, handsome face that shows up in every single one of my nightly fantasies. His muscles are gross. And dumb. Yet, my entire body throbs with a burning passion I can't explain because I hate him. Except when he tries to kiss me. How do I convince my heart—and other areas of my body—that we are not open for business?
Tropes: instalove with delayed gratification, grumpy/sunshine, obsessive MMC, grand gesture, guaranteed HEA
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What to expect from a Lara London romance: Quick Reads. Big Heat. Forever Love. Steamy, short, insta-love romances with quirky heroines, obsessive heroes who fall hard, no cheating, and guaranteed HEA — delivered with heat, heart, and humor.
Genre: Romance
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