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From USA Today Best Selling Author C.M. Owens
Make Me
A Sterling Shores Novel
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Synopsis
DALE I'm a mature and very pragmatic person, whom others like to call boring. At least I was...until Harley came back into town... What do you do when a girl comes back for some petty revenge against you and seduction is part of her game? You pretend to be a millionaire dom, of course. Yeah...it sounded better in theory. My execution keeps ending up in awkward messes, and this game between us gets even messier when I learn more about Harley. She's easy to fall for, even though she's hazardous as hell. What happens when all the games end? HARLEY One simple little goal turns into one giant disaster. On the surface, Dale Sterling seemed like an a*****e from my past; the typical arrogant guy who boulders through life and anyone in his way. So a little revenge seemed plausible, considering what he did to me once upon a long time ago. In hindsight, it was immature. But revenge has kept me on top of the world since I stopped being on the bottom of everyone's shoes, so I make no apologies for my immaturity. But Dale is weirdly kinky... Everything is going fine...until it gets real. Now the guy I wanted to humiliate is the same guy I'm begging my heart not to stupidly fall in love with. Unfortunately, my heart tends to be stubborn. *Can be read as a stand-alone *NO cliffhanger *Sexual content *Adult language
Excerpt
DALE “I don’t have any idea how to use all this stuff,” I whisper-yell, and they both turn to look at me like I’ve sprouted a second head. My cousins are loading down baskets full of somewhat complicated, kinky shit, yet I’m the one who is an idiot for not knowing how to use it. Unbelievable. I should have gone to Rye and Brin. “You don’t actually use it,” Maverick says, his smile turning mocking. “You kinky bastard,” Corbin adds, goading me with his own taunting smile. I’m going to kill them both. “Then why are we buying it?” I growl. They exchange a horrified look mixed with fascination before doubling over, laughing harder and drawing too much attention our way. “You really are a kinky little shit, aren’t you?” Maverick asks through his guffaws. “You wanted to use this stuff?” Dead. They’re both dead. “It’s always the quiet ones,” Corbin says, too damn amused for his own good.
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