Joy Ride

Every day, she makes me realize there’s more to life than work, work, work. Like magic shows. When Penn and Teller came to town the other week, I took her to the show, and we spent the rest of the evening developing a blueprint for how they pulled off the phone in the fish trick.

Newsflash—we still don’t know.

We tried the ferry again, too, and thanks to the orange non-drowsy Dramamine, Henley made it on and off the vessel without conking out or turning dizzy.

We also like to go salsa dancing. I never thought I’d say that, but then again, I never thought a woman like Henley would become my wife.

I suppose she’s all my guilty pleasures now, but I never feel an ounce of remorse for spending so much time with her.

Some nights, I can’t believe we used to hate each other. But other nights, I think we both know it was another four-letter word that was brewing between us all along, and it just took time to turn from a glow to a blazing heat. It also took a pet monkey, a mangled roadster, and a Sharpie tattoo for me to realize that I felt the opposite of hate.

We like to remind each other of this as we play a little game. At night when I slide into bed, she’ll often turn to me and say my name.

“Max?”

“Yes, Henley?”

“I don’t want to kiss you.”

“Good. I don’t want to kiss you either.”

“And then I don’t want you to strip me naked.”

“Thank God, because I’m not going to do that at all.”

“And after that, I hope you don’t make me feel like I’m seeing stars.”

“Planets, tiger. Maybe even galaxies.”

Then, when we’re through, she’ll snuggle up next to me, and tell me she loves me.

And I’ll whisper in her ear. “Same. It’s the same for me.”

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THE END

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Curious about Mia and Patrick? Their love story will be told in HARD WOOD, coming in the fall! But first, be sure to meet the rest of the gang!

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Women often say a good man is hard to find. And a hard man is even better.

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That’s why I’m quite a catch — good, hard, loaded, and wait for it…I’m ready to settle down, too. But the woman I want to pitch my tent with is precisely the one I need to stay far away from.

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After that fantastic night with Mia Summers, I’m ready to give her many more. But there’s a hitch in my plans — she just hired my company. If there’s one thing I’m committed to, it’s running a squeaky clean adventure tour business. One of the iron-clad rules?

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Don’t screw your customers.

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I can follow my own guidelines. After all, it’s only a week-long trip with Mia and her employees over the trails and down the hills I guide them on. I can obey the rules—even if it’s hard in the woods.

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I’m about to give myself a badge of honor when the storm of the century hits, sending everyone else running for cover, but us. It’s my biggest temptation and me, alone for a long weekend. You don’t screw the client, especially when you’re already in love with her . . .

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But what’s a guy to do when she’s so hard to resist?

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HARD WOOD will release in November!

FULL PACKAGE

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I’ve been told I have quite a gift.

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Hey, I don’t just mean in my pants. I’ve got a big brain too, and a huge heart of gold. And I like to use all my gifts to the fullest, the package included. Life is smooth sailing….

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Until I find myself stuck between a rock and a sexy roommate, which makes for one very hard…place.

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Because scoring an apartment in this city is harder than finding true love. So even if I have to shack up with my buddy’s smoking hot and incredibly amazing little sister, a man’s got to do what a man’s got to do.

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I can resist Josie. I’m disciplined, I’m focused, and I keep my hands to myself, even in the mere five-hundred square feet we share. Until the one night she insists on sliding under the covers with me. It’ll help her sleep after what happened that day, she says.

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Spoiler—neither one of us sleeps.

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Did I mention she’s also one of my best friends? That she’s brilliant, beautiful and a total firecracker? Guess that makes her the full package too.

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What’s a man stuck in a hard place to do?

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FULL PACKAGE is available everywhere!

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BIG ROCK

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It’s not just the motion of the ocean, ladies. It’s definitely the SIZE of the boat too.

And I’ve got both firing on all cylinders. In fact, I have ALL the right assets. Looks, brains, my own money, and a big c&$k.

You might think I’m an as%*$le. I sound like one, don’t I? I’m hot as sin, rich as heaven, smart as hell and hung like a horse.

Guess what? You haven’t heard my story before. Sure, I might be a playboy, like the NY gossip rags call me. But I’m the playboy who’s actually a great guy. Which makes me one of a kind.

The only trouble is, my dad needs me to cool it for a bit. With conservative investors in town wanting to buy his flagship Fifth Avenue jewelry store, he needs me not only to zip it up, but to look the part of the committed guy. Fine. I can do this for Dad. After all, I’ve got him to thank for the family jewels. So I ask my best friend and business partner to be my fiancée for the next week. Charlotte’s up for it. She has her own reasons for saying yes to wearing this big rock.

And pretty soon all this playing pretend in public leads to no pretending whatsoever in the bedroom, because she just can’t fake the kind of toe-curling, window-shattering orgasmic cries she makes as I take her to new heights between the sheets.

But I can’t seem to fake that I might be feeling something real for her.

What the hell have I gotten myself into with this…big rock?

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BIG ROCK is available everywhere!

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MISTER O

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Just call me Mister O. Because YOUR pleasure is my super power.

Making a woman feel ‘oh-god-that’s-good’ is the name of the game, and if a man can’t get the job done, he should get the hell out of the bedroom. I’m talking toe-curling, mind-blowing, sheet-grabbing ecstasy. Like I provide every time.

I suppose that makes me a superhero of pleasure, and my mission is to always deliver.

But then I’m thrown for a loop when a certain woman asks me to teach her everything about how to win a man. The only problem? She’s my best friend’s sister, but she’s far too tempting to resist–especially when I learn that sweet, sexy Harper has a dirty mind too and wants to put it to good use. What could possibly go wrong as I give the woman I’ve secretly wanted some no-strings-attached lessons in seduction?

No one will know, even if we send a few dirty sexts. Okay, a few hundred. Or if the zipper on her dress gets stuck. Not on that! Or if she gives me those f*&k-me-eyes on the train in front of her whole family.

The trouble is the more nights I spend with her in bed, the more days I want to spend with her out of bed. And for the first time ever, I’m not only thinking about how to make a woman cry out in pleasure –I’m thinking about how to keep her in my arms for a long time to come.

Looks like the real Adventures of Mister Orgasm have only just begun….