Series: Twin Estates #3
Liam Edenhoff is a simple creature. He likes women, tacos, and sex.
As long as he has those in his life, everything is good. He’s finally realizing
maybe he’s just not cut out for relationships – surely there’s got to be a
woman out there who’d be okay with roof top margaritas, casual sex, and no
Enter a new neighbor – one who is allergic to commitment and prefers her sex
casual but frequent. She’s seen him at his worst and is still willing to play
his games, on three conditions – discretion is a must, casual is key, and
absolutely no drama. Sounds like the perfect arrangement. What could go wrong?
Famous last words when dealing with neighbors.
This story contains scenes of a graphic sexual nature, multiple uses of
coarse language, and more tacos than is healthy or sane to read about. Reader
discretion is advised.
This is the third installment in the Twin Estates series
from a remote location in Alaska (where the need for a creative mind is a
necessity!), I have been writing since … forever? Yeah, that sounds about
right. I have been told that I remind people of Lucille Ball – I also see
shades of Jennifer Saunders, and Denis Leary. So basically, I laugh a lot, I’m
clumsy a lot, and I say the F-word A LOT.
more than I like most people, and I don’t trust anyone who doesn’t drink. No, I
do not live in an igloo, and no, the sun does not set for six months out of the
year, there’s your Alaska lesson for the day. I have mermaid hair – both a
curse and a blessing – and most of the time I talk so fast, even I can’t
think that about sums me up.