He frowned, feeling rotten she’d waited on him. “You can start without me if you want, sweetheart.”
“I’m not hungry for food, Jay.”
He stopped trying to fit the key into the lock as her erotic words sank in. “Jesus.”
He shoved at the damn key, nearly breaking it off in his eagerness to get home to his fiancée.
Jeremy envisioned Haley in the kitchen, wearing nothing but an apron and a grin—hey it was his head,
he could visualize his fiancée any damn way he pleased—so he put the siren on.
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When two friends share a night of unbridled passion, can their relationship withstand the consequences?
The Rebound Guy
© 2007 Jennifer Colgan
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Catching her boyfriend in the act with another woman should have made Lauren James angry, indignant
or even depressed. Instead, it made her horny. The only man in the world she trusts enough to help her
through the sting of betrayal is her best friend, Eric Reynolds.
When Lauren shows up at Eric’s apartment, it doesn’t take much for her to seduce him. She finds solace
for her trampled heart and bruised ego in Eric’s capable hands. After an unforgettable night of passion,
Lauren wakes to the cold reality that she used Eric to get revenge. Will Eric forgive her, even if she can’t
forgive herself?
Enjoy the following excerpt for The Rebound Guy
Lauren wanted him. Lauren James. His best friend. Had the world turned upside down when he wasn’t
looking?
Lauren dropped her purse on the floor and pressed her body against him. Together they stumbled back
a step. She gazed up at him, her luminous green eyes dilated to huge pools of endless black. Her plump
lower lip beckoned him and he leaned in close. His gaze plunged into the deep valley of her cleavage
visible in the open neckline of her blouse and his mouth went dry.
She smelled like sultry sex perfume and strawberry shampoo. Would she taste like peach lip gloss and
coconut rum the way she had that one reckless moment last July when he’d kissed her and indulged in