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Total pages in book: 20
Estimated words: 18413 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 92(@200wpm)___ 74(@250wpm)___ 61(@300wpm)
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Lovely Baker (Lovely #2)

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Jenna has been running the bakery for a while now and she doesn't need her grouchy boss telling her what to do. No matter how big his muscles are or how dark those eyes can be when he's staring into her soul. Wait, what were we talking about? Oh yeah, she's busy taking care of her little brother whom she's raised since he was a baby and she doesn't have time for men. No matter how sexy they are.

Reed has been playing the long game with Jenna because he knows she has a responsibility to her son. But from the first time he saw her, he's been counting down the seconds until he can make her his. Her time of playing games is over, and a weekend away at a friend's wedding is just the opportunity he needs.

Warning: He's pressing his luck and she likes the way it feels against her. Hot and dirty at the speed of happily ever after. What more could you want? Epilogues? Good thing the ebook has plenty!
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Chapter One

Jenna

“I can’t believe this.” I stare at the beautiful ornate box. When I lift the lid I see the invitation inside and I shake my head. “This is so extra, girl.” I laugh and she joins me. “I love it!”

“I thought it was a little much, but Devin’s sister Ree talked me into it.”

I move the phone to my other ear and I can’t help but think Erin sounds so freaking happy. I was a bit worried when she fell so fast for this Devin guy and I haven’t gotten a chance to meet him yet. It’s not like I can pop over to her place anymore, and she’s not showing up to the coffee shop to eat all my sweets. We live hundreds of miles apart now, but she’s the happiest I’ve ever seen her.

“I’m really happy for you. You deserve this.” She really does after that crazy stalker came at her. Anytime I think about it, I start to get choked up that I could have lost her.

“You’ll come, right?”

“This isn’t a lot of notice.”

I’m not shocked she and Devin are rushing down the aisle. I think a brush with death will make everyone open their eyes and grab whatever it is they want most. For them it was each other.

“I know. That’s why I’m handling everything. I already got your dress and the seamstress will come by and do alterations right there. I also am handling your flights and hotels.” Gah, she’s so sweet.

“I can’t ask you to do all that.” Even if I really want to go, that’s too much. Neither Lucas nor I have been on a plane. He’ll be so excited because he’s obsessed with them. He keeps saying he’s going to grow up and be a pilot. Then he can take us anywhere in the world.

“Well, my soon-to-be husband is loaded.” I hear Devin laugh in the background. “And I want you there. You, Lucas and Grams are my family. I want you to come and have a great time and not worry about all the odds and ends. Relax for a few days.”

God, that sounds really nice. When was the last time I relaxed?

“You’re making it hard to say no.”

“That’s the point,” she laughs.

“Okay, I’ll come,” I blurt out before I have a chance to talk myself out of it.

“Yes!” she shouts, almost killing my eardrum. “Okay. I’m going to text you some stuff so we can pick dates and everything.” I hear the back door to the shop open and I know it can only be one person. One I don't want to deal with tonight.

“Sounds like a plan. I’ll be out of work in a little while,” I tell her, so she knows it will be a few minutes before I can respond.

“Awesome. Love you.”

“Love you too,” I say before hanging up. When I turn around I run right into a wall of muscle. “Reed.”

I lean my head back to look up at him and he’s glaring at me. I think most are scared of his glare, but I’m used to it. He’s the boy who cried wolf; he glares and nothing happens. I inwardly laugh at calling him a boy because I bet he hasn't been called one since he was twelve.

“Where is Mandy?” He looks over my head to the tables in the shop.

“She got sick about an hour ago so I sent her home.”

I duck past him, needing to put distance between us. He always smells a little too good. Men aren't supposed to smell good, are they? I pull off my apron and grab the hand towel.

“You know the rules. No one works alone at night,” he says to my retreating back.

A moment later I hear his steps behind me and I toss the towel and apron into the laundry bag outside the small office.

“She was throwing up. What do you want me to do?” I sit down in my chair and put in the totals from my drawer.

“You call me and I show up.”

“It was only an hour. I don’t need help, I’ve got it.” He grabs my chair and spins it around to face him. I try so hard to keep eye contact but fail miserably.

Along with smelling too good, he is one of the hottest men I’ve ever seen. It doesn't matter if he’s in an expensive suit or wearing boots, jeans and a shirt that lets me see all those glorious tattoos. He always looks good, but he’s in a suit tonight and it’s bittersweet that I can’t see his ink.

“That’s your problem. You don’t let anyone help.”

He’s not wrong. It’s a hard habit to break when I’ve spent my whole life taking care of myself. It’s not as if I had a choice. I took care of my mom and then Lucas came along so I had to take care of him too. Not that I would change that for anything in the world. He might be my little brother, but it’s been me that’s raised him since the day he was born. He’s mine.


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Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 43607 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 218(@200wpm)___ 174(@250wpm)___ 145(@300wpm)
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Erin needs a place to hide out for a few days after her apartment gets broken into. But when she shows up at her grandmother's and the spare room is under construction, she's sent across the hall to the mysterious billionaire neighbor's apartment. One night in luxury and she doesn't want to leave.

Devin works like crazy and that takes him away from home far more than he likes. But after one business trip too many, he discovers someone has been in his house…in his bed. His sheets have never smelled so good and suddenly the empty space feels like home. Is there such a thing as love at first sight…without the sight?

Warning: This hot hero with a heart of gold is ready to rescue his damsel in distress. A knight in shining armor? You bet your happily ever after he is!
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Chapter One

Erin

“This is so stupid,” I tell myself as I grab my purse and put it on my shoulder.

I should be able to leave my apartment whenever I want because that’s the point of having my own place. I should be able to come and go as I please and not have to worry about answering to anyone. Instead I keep having to face someone who is looking for a reason to complain.

Gah, he’s making this so awkward. Why can’t I be a jerk and tell him to leave me alone and that he’s making me uncomfortable?

I walk over to my peephole and look out, hoping he’s not home. I bite my thumbnail as I stare across the hall at my new neighbor’s door. I thought I could be a little strange, but he takes it to another level. I curse my politeness with taking him cookies that first day he moved in. Now this weird dance has started and anytime I open my front door he’s opening his. How is that even possible? Is he doing the same thing I am and staring out his peephole waiting for me to leave?

I lean back from the door and sigh. I need my sugar fix and he’s standing in the way of that. Forget it. I’m leaving. I will not be held prisoner in my own home.

I grab the door handle and pull it open, and for once his door doesn't open. I turn around and lock my door as fast as I can so I can get out of here.

“Ahh!” I scream as I almost run right into Peter. He’s right in my space when I turn around and my heart jumps into my throat. “You scared the crap out of me.”

“Where are you off to tonight?”

Peter is in his usual polo and khaki shorts with his short blond hair perfectly in place. Everything about him is always so put together. He works from home for some kind of internet security company or something, and he’s got the vibe of someone who thinks he knows it all.

He doesn't say sorry for almost giving me a heart attack and just stands there waiting for me to answer him.

“Coffee.” And maybe also to see if the coffee shop has any treats left because my sweet tooth is killer.

“I’ll come with you,” he says, inviting himself.

“Okay,” I agree, because what else can I say? No, you’re not allowed to go to the coffee shop?

He places his hand on the small of my back and I walk faster, trying to get away from his touch. He only walks faster to keep up with me and I wonder why this man who seems so smart can’t read body language.

“How is your grandma?”

Some of my resolve fades because I always enjoy talking about my grandma. I miss her something fierce.

“She's good. That woman has more energy than I do.”

She’s always planning some new group or having a party. Even her dating card stays full. At least that’s what she calls it.

Peter reaches for the door of the coffee shop and opens it for me. “You should work out.” I stop walking and look over at him. “It gives you energy. You can come running with me in the mornings.”

I make a mental note that mornings would be a good time to sneak out of my place unnoticed.

“I’ll think about it,” I say, but it’s a total lie. I hate running and I’ve tried it more than once. I have two left feet and the last time I only made it a block before I tripped over my shoelaces and sprained my ankle. I took it as a sign that I should never run again.

“Erin!” Jenna waves and calls to me from behind the counter. “The regular?”

“Yes please.” I walk up to the counter and keep my eyes on the cake pops. “This is always the hard part,” I sigh, unsure what flavor I should get.

“I think you should get one of each. I mean, there are only four types,” Jenna laughs, and I nod.

“I have to say I like your style. Hit me with all of them and I can save whatever I don’t eat.” We both burst out laughing knowing that’s not going to happen. There will be nothing left to save.

“What’s so funny?” Peter asks, looking back and forth between Jenna and me.

“Is this your cousin?” Jenna asks, nodding at Peter.

Thankfully I’m still laughing about the cake pops, so Peter doesn’t realize I’m now laughing at her question. She knows he’s not my cousin.

“No,” he scoffs and tries to put his hand on the small of my back again.

Luckily I’m quicker as I step sideways and pretend to be really interested in the coffee mug display and hand Jenna my card.

“I’ve got it.” He tries to take my card from Jenna’s hand, but she pulls it back, not letting him. I really don’t want him buying me anything because then I’d feel like I owed him something.


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