Curvy Women Wanted, 1
Camden has sworn off women. After having his heart broken, and his dreams crushed, he’d rather focus on his work, and not women. However, his closest friends won’t let him hide. They have a woman for him, and they intend to set him up.
Alyssa doesn’t need men. She has her friends, and her cooking, and her work. Children, men, and a future are just dreams she no longer believes she will ever need.
The moment they meet, sparks fly. Neither of them had anticipated finding love but now their future looked possible together.
Romance is in the air, and even as their friends worry about how fast they are moving, there is no way they’re going to stop. Will Alyssa say yes to his proposal? What will Camden think when he discovers she is pregnant.
“Thanks.” Now she felt silly. She had spent most of last night and this morning trying to find the perfect outfit. “Do you need me to go out and collect the replacement tiles?”
“No, I’ve got it. No need to worry about that.”
“Ah, okay.” She smiled. “Would you like a coffee?”
“Would love one.”
She walked ahead of him wondering if he was checking out her ass. “This isn’t too much trouble?” she asked, glancing behind her.
His gaze moved right back up.
He was staring at her ass!
She loved that he was staring at her ass.
Still not saying a word, she put the kettle on, and watched as he moved toward her sink. Biting her lip, she admired his ass as he leaned over, taking off several of the tiles. “I’m going to have to redo this entire sink.”
“Who did this last time?” he asked.
“I don’t know. I’ve not had it redone since I moved her about four years ago. Everything seemed perfect so I snapped it up.” She loved her freedom and her independence. The kitchen had been the main reason she’d bought this apartment. Within her budget she had gotten the best for her money. The apartment was a pretty good place, in a pretty good area, with moderate security. She never felt scared or worried. If there were bumps in the night, she didn’t stress out about it.
Pouring them both a cup of coffee, she leaned against the counter, and watched his ass.
She had never been the kind of woman to eye grope men, but she couldn’t look away. He was so sexy, and his ass was nice.
Biting her lip once again, she jerked a little when he turned toward her.
“You were checking my ass, weren’t you?” he asked.
“Er, no, absolutely not.”
He stepped close, and he took her cup from her, putting it back on the counter behind her.
Her heart started to race, especially as he stepped so that their bodies were touching.
“I checked your ass out. Those jeans should be illegal. I’m rock hard, baby.” He took hold of her hand, and placed it against the evidence of his arousal.
“I’m going to kiss you.”