Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 21530 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 108(@200wpm)___ 86(@250wpm)___ 72(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 21530 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 108(@200wpm)___ 86(@250wpm)___ 72(@300wpm)
Book # 53
Neighbor DADDY
From Neighbours to Lena brings the Heat in her latest hot novella, 'Neighbour DADDY': a curvaceous young inexperienced woman seeking her independence falls for her ex-military sexy-as-all-get-out neighbour........
In the heart of Covington, Georgia, Kelly is ready to leave her troubled past behind and embrace a fresh start. But when she meets her tall, dark, and dangerously handsome, ex-military neighbor, Cam Shelton, everything changes. Their connection is immediate, electric, and addictive, igniting a passion that neither of them can resist.
Kelly
A new house, a new job, and a new city to start my life in. Sure, the house needs some work, and I have a few empty months before my job starts, but everything is looking up for me. I left bad memories behind in Boston, and now I’m ready to make my mark on Covington, Georgia.
Things take a turn when my sexy-as-hell neighbor, veteran Cam Shelton, literally sweeps me off my feet and saves me from landing on my ass. It’s almost love at first sight, and I can’t get enough of my tall, dark, and intense neighbor. I might be inexperienced, but I’ve always been a girl who knows what she wants.
But when the darkest part of my past rears its ugly head, will Cam protect me?
Cam
I hoped life after the military would be easy and peaceful, and it was for a while … until a blond, blue-eyed whirlwind named Kelly Davidson swept into my neighborhood and life. I caught her when she fell, and the second our eyes met, I knew I’d never be able to let her go. She was mine from that moment on, even though she didn’t know it at first.
What I feel for Kelly is more than just lust. It’s obsession. I’m happy to help her with whatever she needs, knowing the house she has me fixing would one day be our home … at least if I have my way.
I want Kelly more than my next fucking breath. But when I find out someone is hunting my woman, all the violent tendencies I hoped to leave behind might be the only thing that saves her and the future I’m determined to share with her.
🔥 Love, Lust, and a Dash of Lena Little's YES, DADDY book # 53: 'Neighbor DADDY' 🔥
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Neighbor DADDY is a standalone Lena Little romance. Explicit sexuality, suitable for those over 18 years of age only - always an HEA, no cheating or cliffhangers
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1
KELLY
Moving out of student housing and into my own place scares the hell out of me if I'm being honest. I don't mind telling myself a little white lie here and there, but there's no way I'm going to be able to make myself believe I'm not nervous in my giant new Colonial.
I've second-guessed myself at least a hundred times, if not more. Should I have moved back in with my mom until I got on my feet a little more? Should I have just rented an apartment and saved buying a house for when I actually know what I'm doing with my life?
I should probably stop thinking about it. It's already done. The house is paid for. It's mine. The moving van has been sitting in the driveway all morning, and my stuff has been unloaded. I've accepted a job as a kindergarten teacher at the local school, and the pathway for my adult life is well and truly set.
So why doesn't it seem real?
With a sigh, I put my hands on my hips and look up at the house. It's the kind of home you see on postcards, the ones that say, “Wish you were here.” It's beautiful, with a wraparound porch, a large yard for me to start a garden, and three bedrooms for guests to stay over. Or at least, it will look like that with a little TLC. I already knew I'd bought a fixer-upper, and that the inside would need a little love.
I'm looking forward to it. The process of making the house a home is something I find exciting and thrilling. The thought of taking something old and broken and turning it into something functional, beautiful, and comfortable is a great feeling. I've already gone shopping for decorations, and the first few bags and boxes of things have been dropped off, along with my mattress and bookshelves.
It's one of the first days of summer here in Covington, Georgia, but the heat is making it feel like we're smack dab in the middle of the season. Luckily, my big yellow house has central air, but that doesn't help me when I have to keep unloading the moving van. I wipe my sweat off my brow and get back to it, knowing I'm the only one who can get the job done.
You want to be independent, Kelly? Well, here you go!
It's about an hour later, and I've made it down to the heaviest boxes. I really tried to pack light, but things like dishes and my trusty air fryer, which had gotten me through college, were just plain heavy. I'm already exhausted but filled with a sense of accomplishment at the same time, and it makes me bite off a little more than I can chew. I grab the cardboard box full of dishes, take a few steps backward down the ramp, and stumble.
The ramp isn't too high up, and while my initial reaction is terror about getting hurt, my second thought is how I'm going to have to buy an entire new set of dishes after just receiving these as a housewarming gift from my cousin.
Before I can hit the ground, two strong hands steady me, grabbing me around my waist and planting me back on my feet so I don't hit the concrete. Then the box is plucked effortlessly from my hands, and I turn to look at my savior.
I've met a few of the neighbors, but the person in the house directly to my left has been away on business, according to Mrs. Blevins a few doors down. She told me that Cam, the only occupant of the house, usually kept to himself, and he was a veteran who now worked in civilian aircraft mechanics. I hadn't seen even a glimpse of him until now.
And wow, he's certainly a sight to see. As soon as my eyes meet his, something sparks between us, intense and instantaneous. I gasp, drawn to him so powerfully it makes my knees wobble.
He has broad shoulders and long legs, with a slim waist. His chest is muscular and wide, and he's wearing a plain gray shirt and jeans. He's also got dark hair that's just a little long, with the shadow of a beard on his square jaw. There's a hint of gray at his temples and in his beard, and a seriousness to his hazel eyes, even though he's currently grinning down at me.
"Looks like I showed up just in time."
I'm speechless. My heart is racing from both the shock of almost falling and the sudden appearance of this man, but I find my tongue long enough to squeak, "Yeah."
"You okay?" he asks. His voice is deep and raspy, and it makes my stomach flutter.
"Yep, totally fine."
He puts the box on the grass and gives me a look over. "You sure? You might have twisted an ankle or something."