| Author: | Ellen Harper | ISBN: | 9781386909392 |
| Publisher: | Nick Sopris | Publication: | November 17, 2017 |
| Imprint: | Language: | English |
| Author: | Ellen Harper |
| ISBN: | 9781386909392 |
| Publisher: | Nick Sopris |
| Publication: | November 17, 2017 |
| Imprint: | |
| Language: | English |
Dom Next Door is book 2 of the Forbidden Nights Trilogy. Book 3, Dom's Desires is available everywhere now!
He left me broken. But now he’s back.
The last time I saw Dom, I was moaning his name. I haven’t said it since.
Once upon a time, he was my best friend. The star of the high school baseball team, Dom lived next door and made me feel like I was the luckiest teacher’s pet who ever lived. I was quiet, normal, and studious — completely the opposite of the bad boy with a smile that could drop a thousand panties. But for some reason, we clicked. And the sex was on another level.
I was sure we’d be together forever. Dom and Michelle, sitting in a tree…you know how that goes. I was wrong, though. He left me without so much as a goodbye.
But just when I thought he was gone for good, he comes hurtling back into my life like a ninety-mile-an-hour fastball, bent on wrecking everything.
It shouldn’t matter. I plan on never talking to the S.O.B. again. But when I hear the latest news, my heart drops.
Dear old Dom is going to be living much closer than I expected.
Dom Next Door is book 2 of the Forbidden Nights Trilogy. Book 3, Dom's Desires is available everywhere now!
He left me broken. But now he’s back.
The last time I saw Dom, I was moaning his name. I haven’t said it since.
Once upon a time, he was my best friend. The star of the high school baseball team, Dom lived next door and made me feel like I was the luckiest teacher’s pet who ever lived. I was quiet, normal, and studious — completely the opposite of the bad boy with a smile that could drop a thousand panties. But for some reason, we clicked. And the sex was on another level.
I was sure we’d be together forever. Dom and Michelle, sitting in a tree…you know how that goes. I was wrong, though. He left me without so much as a goodbye.
But just when I thought he was gone for good, he comes hurtling back into my life like a ninety-mile-an-hour fastball, bent on wrecking everything.
It shouldn’t matter. I plan on never talking to the S.O.B. again. But when I hear the latest news, my heart drops.
Dear old Dom is going to be living much closer than I expected.
