But she considered me off-limits-and she thought I was a manwhore. She opened up to him, confessing, among other things, her physical attraction to her friend-me. Afraid to date and get her heart broken again, she was looking for sex with no strings.Įvery emotion imaginable ran through me: protectiveness, jealousy-curiosity.Īmber had chosen Gentleman Number Nine and sent him a message. She’d hesitantly contacted a male escort company. One night, I opened her computer to find the shock of my life. Still reeling from her breakup, she’d sworn off men. When my job sent me to Boston for a three-month contract position, Amber let me stay in her spare room. Through it all and across the miles, she and I casually stayed in touch. They were together for years-before he broke her heart.
I went off to college, and he got the girl. I kept it inside because Rory and I made a pact that our friend, Amber, was off-limits. Growing up, the three of us were friends.ĭeep down, I only ever wanted her. When she showed up several nights later to meet him, she was stunned to see me standing there-with an offer I hoped she wouldn’t refuse.From New York Times bestselling author Penelope Ward, comes a new, sexy standalone novel.
(Ironic, considering the circumstances.)Įventually, she set up a date to meet Gentleman Nine at a hotel. Growing up, the three of us were friends. From New York Times bestselling author Penelope Ward, comes a new, sexy standalone novel.
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