Title: Reasonable Doubt (#1)
Author: Whitney Gracia Williams
Genre: 3 Part Erotic Romance Serial
Release Date: April 1, 2014
Cover Designer: Najla Qambers of Najla Qambers Designs
Synopsis
My cock
has an appetite.A huge and very particular appetite: Blonde, curvy, and preferably not a fucking liar...(Although, that's a story for another day.)
As a high profile lawyer, I don't have time to waste on relationships, so I fulfill my needs by anonymously chatting and sleeping with women I meet online.
My rules are simple: One dinner. One night. No repeats.
This is only casual sex. Nothing more. Nothing less.
At least it was , until "Alyssa"...
She was supposed to be a 27 year old lawyer, a book hoarder, and completely unattractive. She was supposed to be someone I shared law advice with late at night, someone I could trust with details of my weekly escapades.
But then she came into my firm for an interview--a college-interninterview, and everything fucking changed...
Excerpt
Her light,
airy laugh drifted over the line, and I sighed—attempting to envision what she
looked like. I wasn’t sure why, but over the past few weeks, I’d been longing
to experience her laughter in person.
“You
know,” she went on, “for a high profile lawyer, you have a pretty dirty mouth.”
“You’d be
surprised how much filthier it can get.”
“Filthier
than what I’ve already experienced?”
“Much
filthier.” I’d been treading the waters since we began this
friendship—still hopeful that we’d meet in person someday, but now that we
weren’t, there was no point in holding back. “I guess I’ll talk to you
tonight.”
“Not
unless you find another date between now and then. I know you’ll be searching.”
“Of course
I’ll be searching.” I scoffed. “Is Alyssa your real name?”
“Yes, but
I’m sure Thoreau isn’t yours. Do you care to finally give it to me?”
“I’ll give
it to you when you come to your fucking senses and let me see you.”
“You just
won’t let that go, will you?” She laughed again. “What if the real reason I
don’t want to meet you is because I’m ugly?”
“I have a
good feeling that you’re not.”
“But if I was?”
“I’d fuck
you with the lights off.”
“I prefer
the lights on.”
“Then I’d
make you wear a paper bag over your head.”
“WHAT?!”
She burst into giggles. “You’re ridiculous! Ugh, there’s a client at my door
right now. I have to go. Can I call you later?”
“Always.”
I hung up, smiling. Then it hit me.
Fuck…She
always finds a way out of that line of questioning…
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