**The man I hate might be the first one to pluck my petals...** Confession: I, Dandelion "Dani" Wright, am twenty-six years old and have yet to be deflowered. No man has hosed my hyacinth. Fondled my freesia. Diddled my daffodil. You get the point. My excuse? I was too busy running my family's f
Petal Plucker
โ Scribed by Iris Morland
- Publisher
- Blue Violet Press LLC
- Tongue
- English
- Weight
- 102 KB
- Category
- Fiction
No coin nor oath required. For personal study only.
โฆ Synopsis
The man I hate might be the first one to pluck my petals...
Confession: I, Dandelion "Dani" Wright, am twenty-six years old and have yet to be deflowered. No man has hosed my hyacinth. Fondled my freesia. Diddled my daffodil.
You get the point.
My excuse?
I was too busy running my family's flower shop and winning floral design competitions.
Suddenly that whole pesky virginity thing becomes a big deal when Jacob West walks back into my life. The boy I once loved. The same boy who humiliated me when he stood me up for prom.
This Jacob is no boy, though: he's all man now--confident, charming, and so sexy my metaphorical blossoms are getting scorched. I can almost forget I'm supposed to hate him forever. Almost.
To make things worse, he's my main competition now, since he took over his parents' flower shop. If I give into this sizzling attraction between us, it could jeopardize everything I've worked so hard to...
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