Forbidden Bodyguards #2 standalone sequel to Hate F\*@k 256 pages I know what IοΏ½m doing when I text Scott at four in the morning. He knows what IοΏ½m doing, too. ThatοΏ½s why he shows up twenty-three minutes later, freshly showered with a condom in his pocket and a barely dissolved breath mint
Booty Call
β Scribed by JD Hawkins
- Book ID
- 111800063
- Publisher
- Paige Press LLC
- Year
- 2016
- Tongue
- English
- Weight
- 127 KB
- Series
- Insatiable #2
- Category
- Fiction
- ASIN
- B08QDTQXR9
No coin nor oath required. For personal study only.
β¦ Synopsis
Red carpet. Backstage. VIP all the way, baby.
When you're the prince of Hollywood, and everyone wants a piece of the action. I've got paparazzi stalking my every move, and supermodels lined up to spread their legs for a shot at fame. But this girl is different. She's been hired by the studio to keep me in line. One wrong move, and my comeback is going up in smoke.
I should keep my distance, but I've never played by the rules.
Everything's riding on my comeback, but suddenly, Hollywood is the last thing on my mind.
Gemma Clark was supposed to keep me out of trouble, but I'm in way over my head. What we have is real -- too real. It's just a matter of time before it all comes crashing down.
I need to face my demons, but what happens when she discovers the truth?
Time to show her just how good a bad boy can be.
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