Book Three, Working Men Series
He goes down better than a shot of whiskey.
Being a twenty-three year old virgin isn’t the worse thing in the world. Being a twenty-three year old virgin in love with a man who doesn’t know I exist? Tragic, right? Local bartender, Ren Parker, might not be into librarians with questionable fashion taste, but it doesn’t stop me from fantasizing about getting him alone in the library and breaking all the rules about quiet time.
But, a girl has to be realistic, and I can’t stay a virgin forever. Picking up a nice guy at the bar to take my v-card is surprisingly easy. That is, until Ren discovers what I’m doing. Suddenly, the man I thought wouldn’t give me the time of day, has his hands all over me until my insides are shaken and stirred.
He says my virginity belongs to him and I’m more than happy to prove him right.
I’ve wanted Rachel Banks from the moment I saw her. Sweet and gorgeous with a body I can’t wait to have under me, she’s got my world turned upside down. But, a man like me isn’t meant to have a woman like her. Until the night I see her about to give away what’s mine.
Now, I’m insisting she belongs to me and I won’t rest until she gives me her innocence and her heart. I’m playing a dangerous game. I have a past, one that a woman like Rachel would never understand, and the right thing to do is let a better man have her.
Too bad I’ve never been good at giving up what’s mine.
Author’s Note: This is the third in a series of stand-alone, short and dirty (So.Very.Dirty.) novellas of 40k or less. You do not need to read the first two stories to enjoy this one. If you’re looking for quick, one-handed (ahem) reads with insta-love, over-the-top alpha, blue-collar men, then the trope-alicious Working Men series is for you!