The Gift

Some fantasies are better left unsaid.

Besides, I don’t need to act on every naughty thought that flits through my imagination, not when my fiancé and I have the kind of life I’ve aways longed for — passionate, intimate and oh so real.

I can’t risk losing him, so I focus on building our life together as a couple, expanding my career, and prepping for our wedding. But the more insistent my after dark thoughts become, the closer I get to telling him what I want most in bed…

The question though is what will happen to our unbreakable bond when I do.

I might still carry my V-card, but I know exactly what I want in a man. Smart, charming and oh-so-skilled. Too bad I haven’t found him yet.

But maybe he’s found me.

Because when my charming, laid-back, next-door neighbor discovers a secret list I keep, he volunteers to work through every single item on it.

Including the last one — at the end, we walk away and stay friends.

I say yes to his offer, and that’s when I discover another side to him.

A side I adore. A side I crave. He’s commanding, intense, and everything I’ve ever wanted.

But as we check things off one by one, I find myself breaking the most important rule of all. And I have no idea what it will do to my heart.

The rules of the game were simple.

One weekend.

We play our roles. Actually, we play lots of roles.

I get the info I need for a secret work project.

We go back to how we were.

That’s what I proposed to handsome, clever, commanding Jake.

That’s what he said yes to—this decadent gift of a weekend that would get me out of debt.

But that’s not what happened when our nights together in Vegas ended . . .