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<table id="bookdetailstable">  <tr>    <th><h2>Read Online Books/Novels:</h2></th>    <th><h2>Heat (Gimme #5)</h2></th>  </tr>  <tr>    <td><h4>Author/Writer of Book/Novel:</h4></td>    <td><h3><a href="/authors/c-m-steele">C.M. Steele</a></h3></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td><strong>Language:</strong></td>    <td><h5>English</h5></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td colspan="2"><strong>Book Information:</strong></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td colspan="2"><br />
In a mad dash to get through her hectic sweaty morning and make it to work on time, Violet finds herself struck by…a limo.<br />
Dazed but mostly unharmed, she’s surprised when the passenger in the limo swoops her up and is shirtless.<br />
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What kind of limo did she collide with?<br />
Pain and agony strikes Micah when he sees his little Violet in the middle of the street. Not even the third degree burn on his chest matters as he rushes to tend to her.<br />
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Chapter One<br><br>Violet<br><br>It’s the middle of summer, and yesterday’s rainstorm intensified the heatwave surging through the city. I swipe the back of my hand across my forehead as I mess with the A/C unit again. It conked out on me, waking me out of my sleep. My sheets are drenched in perspiration, so laundry day will be bumped up to tonight after my ten-hour shift.<br />
<br />
Fiddling with it for five more minutes, I throw in the towel and decide that I’m going to have to call someone to have it fixed or more than likely get a new one. The latter option probably being the cheaper one. Not that I can afford it either way, but who can stand the sweltering heat in the middle of Miami without the air conditioning? Even though it’s early, the sun scorches everything it touches.<br />
<br />
I can already feel the sweat sliding down my spine, coating the back of my tank top. If I didn’t need to go to work, I would just head to the beach and dive right in. Not an option today, at least.<br />
<br />
Groaning, I enter my bathroom to shower for the second time this morning. At least I’ll cool down briefly. It’s taking forever for the water to heat up, so I jump in and immediately regret it. The water’s like ice as it hits my skin. Son of a bitch. Another problem I don’t have time or money to deal with. Luckily this problem belongs to the property manager.<br />
<br />
Jumping out as fast as I can, I dry off and run into my bedroom. For a few seconds, I’m freezing, but the stifling heat in the apartment warms me up before I can get fully dressed.<br />
<br />
I find another pair of khaki shorts and a pink tank to slip over my underwear and bra.<br />
<br />
The Miami heat starts to take over my formerly chilled skin as I go on a scavenger hunt for my sandals. It takes me forever, so I find another pair of less comfortable ones and slip my feet into them. “These will just have to do.”<br />
<br />
As I was making my rounds in the hunt for my sandals, I didn’t see my brother, Matthew. Where did he go? My brother showed up two months ago, seeking shelter with me temporarily while making another stop through Miami. He loves his vagabond lifestyle, living off others whenever he can, takes no responsibility for shit, and I don’t trust him.<br />
<br />
Suddenly, I’m hit with a bad feeling. A ball forms in the pit of my stomach. Dropping down to the floor, I pull out a small coffee can with my emergency savings in it. Most people would find that foolish to keep it there when I could put it in the bank, but I refused to pay fees because I didn’t have the minimum balance required. I’d been hit with those kind of banking fees before, so I passed on a savings account.<br />
<br />
It feels too light, so I pop the lid and shake my head.<br />
<br />
“It’s all gone,” I gasp, falling back onto the floor.<br />
<br />
“Bastard,” I huff, shaking my head and doing my best not to cry. Not a single penny remained of the five hundred and twenty-three dollars I scrounged up.<br />
<br />
My useless brother has gone too far. I can’t believe I fell for his poor me act again. Where the hell is that prick? I’m going to strangle the fucker. He lost his job for the thirtieth time in the past six years. I’m the younger one, and he’s always been the screw-up. First, it was girls, then it was drugs and booze. He had addictions that were beyond healthy, but I’m done being there for him.<br />
<br />
He’s been living with me for two months now, and I’ve had enough, but a part of me is afraid to kick him out. I’m not scared that he’ll have nowhere to go. I’m petrified of what he’d do to me if I demanded he leave. He’s shown a side of him that frightened me several times. There was a dark look in his eyes when I told him to clean up his mess. He reached out and grabbed me by the throat, squeezing just enough to give me a taste of what he was capable of. I shiver thinking about it. I’m glad he’s gone. Hopefully, it’s permanently.<br />
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Nicholas Williams has two loves in his life, work and his younger sister Brie. Nothing keeps him away from his business except for Brie. So when she needs his help, he willingly agrees, but that’s all forgotten the instant his eyes land on the woman who just entered the coffee shop. Now he’s found a new love.<br />
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Cordelia “Lia” Finley stops for a cup of coffee only to find herself mesmerized by a man who made up his mind that she’s his. One heated look, and everything in her turns to mush. Starting over in a new city with a new life, can she throw caution to the wind and give in to his steamy gaze?<br />
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This is a short, sweet, standalone insta-love story just in time for Valentine’s Day.<br />
  </td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td>Books in Series:</td>    <td><h3><a href="/series/gimme-series-by-c-m-steele">Gimme Series by C.M. Steele</a></h3></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td>Books by Author:</td>    <td><h3><a href="/authors/c-m-steele">C.M. Steele Books</a></h3></td>  </tr></table><br><br>Chapter 1<br><br>Lia<br><br>I pull open the door to Brie’s Café & Tea Shop, catching a whiff of strong coffee brewing, waking me up a little. Man, do I really need it. My mouth is practically watering when I smell the muffins, but I have to stay on my budget, so just the coffee will do. I look up at the specials board, and they have any flavor iced coffee on sale for Valentine’s Day. The line is longer than I hoped because of the sale, but after what feels like forever, it’s finally my turn at the register. The girl behind it is pouting at me. I guess I’m taking too long for her or she’s had enough with the surplus of customers because she adds a little sass to her question. “What can I get you?” She’s lucky that I need my caffeine fix, and this is the closest shop, or I’d give her a piece of my mind.<br />
<br />
Gaining my manners, I say, “Sorry. I’d like a double mocha iced coffee. No whip cream, please.” I’m not a fan of whip cream at all. A man behind me groans, and I’m not sure why, but damn I never thought I’d be so turned on by the slightest sound. I have no clue what he looks like, but if he’s half as attractive as he sounds, my panties are toast.<br />
<br />
“I’ll take her cream.” His deep, rich voice comes from behind me, causing a slight shiver straight down my body, hitting me right in my core. I turn around to tell him he can’t have it, but when I see the six-foot-plus handsome suit in front of me, all I can think is—I’ve got some cream for him. From head to toe, he looks wicked and so smug. Chocolate brown hair with matching facial hair and caramel colored-eyes that scream his devilish intent.<br />
<br />
Feeling out of sorts because I’m turned on, I give him my best scowl. “Is that some sort of pick up line?” I’m partially hoping it was. Normally, I’d tell him to go shove it, but I feel the energy between us. It has the potential to explode.<br />
<br />
He gives me a crooked smile, adding a new layer of hotness to his already gorgeous face. “I meant the whipped cream, sweetheart. You’re the one whose mind is in the gutter. Besides, I don’t do that, but for you, I’d make that exception.” I’m not sure if he means he doesn’t pick up women or eat them out. Either way, I’m happy to be the exception.<br />
<br />
I’m totally mortified that he’s right. My pussy’s drenched and clenched, picturing his scruff scraping my thighs as he licks me clean. “My mind is not in the gutter. And there you go again, turning your charm on me. And I’m not your sweetheart.” He hands the cashier a ten. “Ooh. Don’t pay for my drink. I can do that just fine.” I don’t have much money, but I’m not a charity case.<br />
<br />
The cashier ignores me, taking his money for the drinks. “I’m not going to profit from my future wife,” he says. My mouth opens and closes twice before I get my thoughts together to speak. So he owns the place?<br />
<br />
“I’m not your future wife.” Does he know that I could sue him for sexual harassment? Or that I might actually take him at his word?<br />
<br />
“I beg to differ,” he growls. I bypass him to wait for my drink at the end of the counter, needing to get some space between us before I crawl up his expensive suit and ride him like a cat in heat. It seems my supposed future husband isn’t going to give up and follows me. I don’t even need to see him to feel his presence behind me. Suddenly, my fatigue is gone. Horny—check. Tired—not even a bit.<br />
<br />
I move to face him, which is a stupid mistake because I don’t consider how close he’s standing. I end up inches from his body. He leans down so I can confront him better. Damn him and his sexy smile. The fact that he’s disarming me with his charm, I get defensive and bite out, “Do you have a stalking problem?”<br />
<br />
“First, this is the line to get my drink. Second, I might just have one if you decide to run.” The seriousness of his words shines through his eyes.<br />
<br />
“Do you always get your way?” I challenge, but the fight is already out of my voice. All I want is to melt into him. I wish he’d close the distance and kiss me.<br />
<br />
The smug look on his face answers my question before he verbalizes it. “Yes.”<br />
<br />
I narrow my eyes at him with my hands on my hips. My movements cause him to look down at my waist. “You’re insufferable. Do you know that?”<br />
<br />
“I believe I’ve heard that from my sister at least once or twice.” He reaches out and grabs the iced coffee with a massive amount of whip cream on it. Then he picks up mine and hands it to me, making sure to brush his fingers against mine. To tease me even more, he swipes his smooth tongue over the top of the cup. I can’t stop watching him. A little whimper that I’m grateful no one hears escapes my lip when he does it again. Damn him.<br />
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Owen Parker works hard to get what he wants. And he wants her—the beauty that strolled into the bar with his foreman. <br />
Casey couldn’t believe that her trip to Chicago for spring break would end up with her body and soul owned by a sexy stranger. <br />
When one look steals your entire being, and a rainstorm has her wrapped up in your arms, what could go wrong? <br />
This is a fast-paced, sexy story with no drama, just insta-lust, insta-love, and sugary sweet romance. <br />
  </td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td>Books in Series:</td>    <td><h3><a href="/series/gimme-series-by-c-m-steele">Gimme Series by C.M. Steele</a></h3></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td>Books by Author:</td>    <td><h3><a href="/authors/c-m-steele">C.M. Steele Books</a></h3></td>  </tr></table><br><br>Chapter 1<br><br>Casey<br><br>I look out of my hotel room and see cars everywhere. It would be at least an hour before my cousin shows up. I shoot him a reply. Yes, I’m sure. I’ll take the train. No need to drive all the way here. Mike works hard for a construction company, and I don’t feel right making him drive all the way here through the massive congestion on the roads. Besides, I’ve never taken the train before.<br />
<br />
Even my flight in, I was picked up by a cab and driven to my hotel. Expensive, but at least it was quick. Then again, I arrived at about ten in the morning when people are at work. Now it’s a five o’clock world.<br />
<br />
This trip is all about fun, so I plan to make the most of it. I’ve been through a lot over the years that forced me to grow up early. My father split when I was ten, leaving us to struggle. Unable to handle the pressure of being alone, my mother spends her time looking for the next meal ticket. And she hit the jackpot on the last one.<br />
<br />
After slipping on my coat with everything I could need, I leave my hotel and head down the street to the Thompson Center.<br />
<br />
Be safe. He finally responds back. Take the Orange line. Meet me at 35th/Archer.<br />
<br />
“What could go wrong,” I mutter to myself, keeping my head down as I pass tons of people on the street? I’m making my way down a busy downtown Chicago street on my way to the train station.<br />
<br />
“Umph,” I groan out adding a “Sorry,” as my shoulder bangs into someone coming from the opposite direction. They don’t call this the city of big shoulders for nothing. I’ve been clipped at least three times in a matter of a block. How do people do this?<br />
<br />
Why are there so many people around? I text Mike.<br />
<br />
Tucking my phone in my pocket, I approach the entrance, and an older man opens the door, holding it for me to enter. “Thank you.” He winks then follows behind, rushing past me and over to the turnstiles and through them.<br />
<br />
My eyes can’t stop looking around as people move in a hurry. “Okay, now to figure out how to get on the train,” I mutter.<br />
<br />
An attendant sees my internal dilemma and approaches. “Can I help ya?” she says with a smile.<br />
<br />
“Sure, I need to get on the Orange Line, but I have no idea how to do that.”<br />
<br />
“Not a problem. From out of town?”<br />
<br />
“Yes, visiting from Texas.”<br />
<br />
“Great. Welcome. First, you need to decide how often you’ll need to take the train.” For the next three minutes, we go over the options that I barely understand because she talks really fast. The line behind us is growing, and I hear grumblings, so I go with a seven-day pass since that’s almost the length of my stay.<br />
<br />
“Thank you,” I tell her, hurrying through the turnstile.<br />
<br />
Everything moves fast here.<br />
<br />
There’s a massive crowd gathered at the edge of the platform, making me nervous. All it would take is a tiny shove or a stiff breeze to see them tumbling over.<br />
<br />
I stay back, but even that space is filling up.<br />
<br />
It’s five on a Friday Mike finally answers my text.<br />
<br />
Fuck, should have come on a Tuesday or something. I text back, shaking my head at the growing crowd.<br />
<br />
A train stops, and that’s when I see it’s mine. “Shit.” I run, but all of those people on the edge beat me to it.<br />
<br />
It’s so crowded that I hear someone say, “Let’s wait for the next one.”<br />
<br />
“It’s two minutes away,” the other says. That sounds like a good idea to me, so I wait as well.<br />
<br />
As soon as it shows up, Mike actually calls.<br />
<br />
“Hey there, little lady.” That was a terrible John Wayne impression, but I’m too busy trying to get on the train to make fun of him. “How’s my city treating you?” he asks.<br />
<br />
“Hi, cuz. My hotel is posh as hell, but this city is so damn crowded. Shit, I thought staying back home would be crazy with all the spring breakers at Padre, but damn, this is just a regular weekday here, isn’t it?”<br />
<br />
“Yeah, well we have a warm spell. So more people out roaming on payday.”<br />
<br />
“Well, I’m on the train now, and it’s packed from front to back,” I mutter, trying to not let on how uncomfortable I am with all these strangers.<br />
<br />
“What stop are you on?”<br />
<br />
The train lurches for once then moves, and I catch a glimpse of the sign as we exit the station. “Clark and Lake.”<br />
<br />
Mike releases a chuckle. “Awe, Case, you ain’t seen nothing yet. Grab a wall or a seat if you can. Because shit. It’s going to get even more packed, but maybe on Halsted, it’ll ease up.”<br />
<br />
“Shit, are you for real?” I let out an exaggerated sigh.<br />
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﻿<table id="bookdetailstable">  <tr>    <th><h2>Read Online Books/Novels:</h2></th>    <th><h2>Luck (Gimme Series Book 2)</h2></th>  </tr>  <tr>    <td><h4>Author/Writer of Book/Novel:</h4></td>    <td><h3><a href="/authors/c-m-steele">C.M. Steele</a></h3></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td><strong>Language:</strong></td>    <td><h5>English</h5></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td><strong>ISBN/ ASIN:</strong></td>    <td><h6>B07PSBKLMW</h6></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td colspan="2"><strong>Book Information:</strong></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td colspan="2"><br />
Aiden always helps out when it comes to his niece. Today’s no different. Well at least until he meets the sweet librarian reading to his niece. <br />
Kate takes the place of her roommate for just one afternoon, and it changes everything. When she sees Bella’s handsome uncle, she can’t wait to thank her roommate for catching the flu. <br />
But when she returns home, her world is turned upside down. Can she lean on the shoulder a gorgeous stranger? <br />
This is an insta-love romance filled with sweetness, fiery passion, and a lot of luck.<br />
  </td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td>Books in Series:</td>    <td><h3><a href="/series/gimme-series-by-c-m-steele">Gimme Series by C.M. Steele</a></h3></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td>Books by Author:</td>    <td><h3><a href="/authors/c-m-steele">C.M. Steele Books</a></h3></td>  </tr></table><br><br>Chapter 1<br><br>Aiden<br><br>I set down the weights and bring my towel to my face, wiping the next layer of sweat from my brow. My entire body is drenched after another grueling three-hour workout. It’s tough, but it’s my favorite way to unwind after a rough and long week. Now my body can just veg out for the weekend after a nice hot shower.<br />
<br />
Luckily, my condo is just an elevator ride away. Once I’m inside my place, I check my phone. Two missed calls. Derek and Jules. I shake my head because I’m sure relaxing right now will be out of the question.<br />
<br />
“Hey, bro, can you do me a huge favor?” she asks with a lilt in her voice.<br />
<br />
“What Jules?” The usual favor is to watch or pick up my niece, Arabella. My sister’s a registered nurse, and her husband is a detective with the CPD, so their schedules can be crazy. Sometimes they stay over at my house instead of waking up Bella in the middle of the night. It’s been so often that I turned the second bedroom in my condo into their own bedroom.<br />
<br />
“I want to know if you can pick up Bella from the library and watch her until we get out of work.” I knew it.<br />
<br />
I chuckle and ask, “Where is she?”<br />
<br />
“She’s at her weekly story time at the library with Derek, but he’s supposed to head into the station. The sitter who was supposed to pick her up called five minutes ago to cancel because she was sick.” I scoff at that one. She’s probably getting shitfaced like the rest of the college kids. “I’m working until midnight at the hospital. You know how it is on St. Patrick’s Day weekend. I can rush to get her, but I don’t have anyone to take care of her. Please, Aiden.”<br />
<br />
I’ve never turned her down before, and I won’t now either. “Of course. I’m just getting back from the gym, but I’ll run and scoop her up. Text me the information.”<br />
<br />
“Okay, thank you. She gets out in about an hour.” Great. That’s not a lot of time at all. I’m going to have to hurry the fuck up if I’m going to make it on time.<br />
<br />
“One day when I have kids you’re going to have to babysit a lot.” It’s not that I don’t love my niece, but she’s with me at least once a week.<br />
<br />
“Ha, if you find a woman that makes you want children, I’ll be happily waiting to watch all your kids.” We both laugh because it’s true. I’m so consumed with work that I don’t even date. It’s been years since I’ve been on one.<br />
<br />
“I’m going to hold you to that. I’ve got to go so I can get there before they kick her out on the street.”<br />
<br />
“Thanks again, big bro.”<br />
<br />
I wash up really quickly, slipping on some jeans and casual clothes, then I rush out to go get my little niece. It’s crowded downtown because it’s St. Patrick’s Day celebration and the masses are out celebrating on a ordinarily quiet day of the week. They’ve already dyed the river green this morning, and the color has faded back to normal.<br />
<br />
My brother-in-law and sister were screwed on holidays and weekends and all damn summer because that’s when the city’s criminals showed their faces and crimes were tripled. I wish they would both move out of the city and work somewhere less violent, but they love what they do and the people they help.<br />
<br />
It takes me a little longer than thirty minutes to get to the library, but it’s still open. I worry, hoping she’s still inside with the group of kids. Storming through the door, I catch a lot of attention. I’m immediately embarrassed, but I let it go and walk up to the checkout desk.<br />
<br />
“The library is about to close, sir, but is there something I can help you with,” the lady says, straightening her top and pushing back any stray hairs. I get it. I look like a male model and dressed neatly even in my casual clothes.<br />
<br />
“I’m here to pick up Bella,” I inform them.<br />
<br />
“And you are,” she questions.<br />
<br />
I’m about to give her my name when Bella squeaks, “Uncle.” I spin around and see her running up to me. I put my finger to my mouth, reminding her where we are. She smirks and nods, coming toward me with a giant grin on her little face. I bend my knees and throw open my arms for her to run into. Closing them around her slender, short frame, I pick her up and give her a little twirl.<br />
<br />
Chuckling, I whisper, “Are you happy to see me, pretty princess?”<br />
<br />
“I am. He said you were coming for me instead of Tori. Daddy had to go to work again.” Her somber tone breaks my heart. She loves her daddy time, and I’m positive her dad feels like a dick for having to abandon her.<br />
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﻿<table id="bookdetailstable">  <tr>    <th><h2>Read Online Books/Novels:</h2></th>    <th><h2>Sugar (Gimme Series Book 1)</h2></th>  </tr>  <tr>    <td><h4>Author/Writer of Book/Novel:</h4></td>    <td><h3><a href="/authors/c-m-steele">C.M. Steele</a></h3></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td><strong>Language:</strong></td>    <td><h5>English</h5></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td><strong>ISBN/ ASIN:</strong></td>    <td><h6>B07NQN3R41</h6></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td colspan="2"><strong>Book Information:</strong></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td colspan="2"><br />
Lucas: <br />
I want her. I’ll have her. I’ll worship her. <br />
The second Lexi steps into my life, she’s out of luck because I can’t let her walk out. Now to find a way to make her feel the same way. <br />
This is a fun, sexy, fast read full of hearts and flowers with insta-love and lust. <br />
Happy Valentine’s Day! <br />
  </td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td>Books in Series:</td>    <td><h3><a href="/series/gimme-series-by-c-m-steele">Gimme Series by C.M. Steele</a></h3></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td>Books by Author:</td>    <td><h3><a href="/authors/c-m-steele">C.M. Steele Books</a></h3></td>  </tr></table><br><br>Chapter 1<br><br>Lexi<br><br>I make a dash down the street, hoping the bus sees me, but no luck, and it drives away. “Damn it,” I swear, stopping and taking a breath. It’s been one heck of a start to my morning. My dog thought it would be fun to play outside instead of using his time wisely.<br />
<br />
That’s what I get for having a husky. He jumped in the mounds of snow left over from the last storm we had. Thankfully most of it melted because he used my boots as chew toys last night, so I’m sporting my gym shoes. It’s not the nicest look, but I am comfortable, and thankfully most of the ice is off the main sidewalks.<br />
<br />
I can’t wait any longer, and my fingers are too frozen to search the bus times. The cold breeze chills me to the bone, so I rush into the coffee shop. It’s almost eight. I have five minutes to get to school which means I’m going to miss my calculus class. Who decides to pick a math class at the beginning of the day? Seriously, I had to be insane. My next course isn’t until ten, so I do have some time to relax.<br />
<br />
I step in behind a guy in a long, wool coat, expensive slacks, and shoes. His hair is cut fairly neat, but he has more hair at the top. Not too much, but just enough to look distinguished. I have no idea what his face looks like, but he pulls his phone out of his pocket, and I see that he’s sporting a very expensive watch. He’s got GQ written all over him.<br />
<br />
What bothers me is how curious I am about him. Normally, I hardly notice anyone, and I mean that. I laugh when the news asks if you can identify a certain person to contact the police.<br />
<br />
I’m like yeah, I’m totally useless, but this tall man has caught my attention, so much I can see that he’s got brown hair and he smells wonderful.<br />
<br />
I take a deep breath, loving his cologne. Before I know it, I’m practically riding his back, I step backward one pace before he thinks he’s about to get mugged.<br />
<br />
I’m sure he probably works in one of these buildings nearby. Most people around here at this time are employed somewhere in downtown Chicago. My mind flies to what his job is, that is until he gives me more to look at. As he turns slightly to look at his phone, I catch his profile, and I’m stunned. His face is covered in about two days of manly scruff, even so, I can tell his jaw is strong, and I could swear I heard a slight deep-voiced grumble.<br />
<br />
I could melt on the spot.<br />
<br />
He’s gorgeous and probably married or has a girlfriend that he’s gonna take her on a wonderful dinner where he may give her a diamond ring or earrings to go with a pair she already has. I can just picture the way she’ll sigh and coo with pleasure as she stares at the precious gift that he’ll treat as a small trinket and then he’ll look at her with those eyes, strong and full of love and passion. He’ll reach over with those thick masculine hands, cupping her jaw and lean in for a kiss.<br />
<br />
I groan angrily and mutter, “Fucking hate Valentine’s Day.” Shock and embarrassment cover my face when the magical panty-melting, deep chuckle comes from the man in front of me. The man fantasies are made of.<br><br>Chapter 2<br><br>Lucas<br><br>There are hearts everywhere. There’s so much going on for Valentine’s Day that I’m practically tripping over paper hearts as I walk down Michigan Ave. Every storefront has hearts galore.<br />
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I make it to the nearest coffee shop. Opening the door, I breathe in the heady scent of fresh coffee beans. The line is longer than I hoped, although somehow I expected it would be. Normally I would get a ride into the office, but my driver’s sick, so I decided to use this brisk morning to walk to the office. It’s about six blocks from my condo to the office, and I could use something warm to stave off the cold.<br />
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“Fucking hate Valentine’s Day,” a soft voice mumbled behind me. It makes me chuckle because I’m not the only one annoyed with the overwhelming feeling of being alone on a day of hearts and flowers. It’s not that I don’t enjoy my single status, but it’s like celebrating Christmas without watching kids opening presents with innocent glee.<br />
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“Sorry, I didn’t mean to say it that loud,” she apologizes. I turn around, and my mouth gapes open like a fool. I would be embarrassed if she wasn’t as equally affected by me. Her blush creeps up her heart-shaped face, and her tiger eyes widen. I groan as my cock presses insistently against my zipper. My reaction is immediate and intense, making it completely unsettling, but so necessary that I learn her name.<br />
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