Has the girl next door tamed him, or is she just another notch on his bedpost?
I love women. I worship women. But I’m gone before breakfast and everyone knows that ahead of time. The sweet girl-next-door blogger says I’m exactly the kind of guy she cautions her readers and podcast listeners away from.
I say she’s right. I’m down and dirty, big and bad, and everything about my reputation with women is true. I don’t have exes, but I leave plenty of ohs.
She says I’ll never get her into my bed.
I say she won’t regret it when I’m there.
I don’t have a heart, so I’m in no danger of losing it to her, right?
Author confession: If you like opposites attract, hot enemies to lovers romance, and watching the big Alphamallows fall head over heels in love with a quirky heroine, step right up. Oh, and there’s a big, dopey dog. (Not the hero!)