Pretty in Pink
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by Sommer Marsden
Category: Erotica/Erotic Romance/Romance
Description: Kimber Daniels knows what they say about assuming and how a person should never do it. But she can't help but assume her new neighbor Charlie Brewster is gay. What with is matching curtains, brand new filigree bird bath and that pink flamingo on his front lawn dressed in its cute little holiday Santa outfit. It's wrong to assume, but she does anyway, especially when he answers the door in a bright pink tulip covered robe. It seems only logical that Charlie's a safe guy to be around when all other men are on her naughty list. While her best friend Sarah is trying to convince Kimber to make the moves on Charlie because he's a good guy, Kimber's trying to convince Sarah that Charlie is totally off limits and is simply the kind of man that sugar plum dreams are made of.
eBook Publisher: Excessica Publishing,
eBookwise Release Date: December 2010
8 Reader Ratings:
Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [131 KB]
Reading time: 76-106 min.
"a light and humorous holiday-themed novella that gives a new definition to the phrase `love thy neighbor'... sexy and filled with good-natured humor...filled with Christmas cheer..." -Bobby D. Whitney, BookWenches
"As a lover of Ms Marsden's work, I have to say that this one was just as good as I figured it would be. Cute, laugh-out-loud funny and totally hot. Sommer never fails to write a story that pulls me in and rocks my world. Pretty in Pink is another great read in what I hope will be a LOOOONG line from one of my favorite authors. Filled with great characters, funny situations, a great misunderstanding that begins with an assumption...Smokin' hot!!" - Seriously Reviewed
"[A] cute but spicy novella ...This one starts out innocent enough, moves along nicely, then has this great, very hot scene that goes beyond all expectations!... I would recommend Pretty in Pink for any romantic, and this one leaves you with a smile!" -Vicky, Sizzling Hot Books, 4/5 HEARTS
"You are not putting that thing in my front yard, Janette," Charlie Brewster said.
"Oh, snap the hell out of it, big brother, it'll make your niece happy. And she has begged to come to her favorite uncle's house immediately after school. It's a present from Clarice. Are you really going to say no?"
Arrests didn't scare him. Paperwork didn't scare him. Undercover, red tape, interrogations and mostly even handguns didn't scare him. Hurting his precious niece scared the hell out of him. Charlie blew out a sigh and ran a hand through his short sandy hair. He grunted, he needed a cut soon. "Fine, fine, put it out front."
When Janette pulled out the Santa outfit and started to dress the flamingo, he almost changed his mind. But this was Clarice and Charlie just couldn't say no. She tweaked the festive hat. "There," his sister laughed and out the door she went, planting the dreaded pink bird in his front lawn.
Charlie had been in the house for about eight months and so far she had invaded with matching, fancy curtains, throw pillows, an umbrella stand shaped like an elephant foot and a Welcome mat with ivy around the edges. Every damn time Janette got her way with, "Clarice picked it out."
Then Charlie would cave and let her have her way. He'd even strung colored lights outside for Christmas, though Christmas was the last thing he wanted to focus on. Priscilla had left him not too long ago for the guy who owned the Corner Tavern and Charlie just wanted to work overtime for the holidays.
It had been a few months, but how fast was your heart supposed to rebound from a woman who'd stomped all over it and dumped you out of the blue? How fast did you get over two years of what you thought was love? And how fast did you get over it when you hadn't seen it coming?
If he closed his eyes, he could still see her there under him, pale skin freckled, her long red hair flashing around her bare breasts. He'd taken her nipple into his mouth with intent. Sucked hard so she hissed the way she did when he really turned her on. Charlie had buried himself in her, thrusting hard to feel that slick warm heat of her pussy growing tighter and tighter as he moved. He'd kissed her, the way he always did, like he loved her. Because he had.
Priscilla had given no hint at her intent. She'd wrapped her long, long legs around his waist and pulled her body up to meet him, greet him, and take him in. She'd nipped at his neck and scraped her long pink nails along his back so that he moaned against her temple. She knew how to give him just enough hurt to make his cock rock hard. She'd come with a fierce, sharp cry, her pussy gripping up around him with liquid intensity. Charlie had come too. Happy, sated, loose with his release. He pressed his lips to hers again, almost said I love you, but Priscilla had turned. "We have to talk," she said. "I have someone else."