Published by Self on 12/06/2017
Genres: Contemporary Romance, Romantic Comedy
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He thinks he's too big for me. I like a challenge.
On my 25th birthday I received a letter. My mother had left me a piece of land in her will-- the farm I grew up on as a child. Her last request was that I restore it... and how could I say no?
So I returned to my little town full of big memories. Nothing has changed here.
Except for Grant Werther.
When we were kids, I barely saw him. Now I can't miss him. The guy is HUGE; all muscle and beard, like some hardened mountain man. He's intimidating... and definitely sexy, in an alpha-male-cowboy kind of way.
Turns out his dad owns part of my farm and he's got the papers to prove it. That means I can't do anything without Grant's approval. On top of that, this jerk says I'm too “city girl” to be here.
And the way he openly stares at my ass in my cut-off jeans makes it clear what he thinks I'd be good at.
He's the biggest man I've ever seen and I admit, I'm curious what he's hiding in his boxers.
I didn't know he'd catch me peeking.
Now he won't stop teasing me. He keeps saying I could never handle him, that he'd break me in two. I know I don't have to prove him wrong...
But I want to.
This is a full length novel with a HEA and NO cheating!
Penny Wylder writes just that-- wild romances. Happily Ever Afters are always better when they're a little dirty, so if you're looking for a page turner that will make you feel naughty in all the right places, jump right in and leave your panties at the door!
Big Man by Penny Wilder
Release Date: December 6th
Big Man by Penny Wylder is my second book by her and I am quickly becoming a fan! Big Man was so much fun to read. The chemistry was jumping off the pages! It was so sexy and steamy.
Sasha Bluebell is coming home. Her mother left her a piece of the land in her will where she grew up as a child. Her only request was she restored it to what is. Sasha is prepared to do this, but to her surprise, Grant Werther’s father owns part of the land as well and he has no plans to make this easy for her.
Grant Werther sees Sasha as the city girl who left. What does she know about farms? But oh, how I loved him. He was all sex, cockiness and determination. And though Sasha finds him very sexy as well, he is also dangerous to her desires! He gives her a hard time every chance he gets!
When Sasha returns home, she finds Grant is now one big, muscled man with a beard you cannot miss. He sure is sexy, but also very intimidating. The chemistry is hot and steamy between them, but there is also tension between them. The city girl and the mountain man. They can’t seem to find a way to work together. Can they find a way to overcome their differences and discover what they could have?
I really enjoyed Big Man by Penny Wylder. It was a fun and dirty read you can get lost in! This second chance, friends-to-lovers romance that was so sexy and steamy. The story will draw you in and you will find yourself laughing and swooning with these two!
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I round the edge of the house and stop dead on the path, forgetting for a moment about my rage. Hell, even about the pebbles I’m standing on.
In front of me, shirtless and sheened in sweat, is the most perfectly sculpted man I have ever seen.
He could be made of bronze the way he’s posing now, weighing the axe over his shoulder as he eyes the stack of wood in front of him, balanced on the same tree stump where my Mama used to chop her own wood years ago. I can count every single muscle on his chest, from his pecs down his washboard abs to the perfect V that points like an arrow straight down, to a faint line of dark hair that I can’t help tracing to the fly of his jeans.
It takes every ounce of my self-control not to drool when he swings the axe all over again, distracting me with the surge and flow of his biceps, the way even his back ripples with strength. He’s got longer hair than I’m typically into, bound in a tight bun at the nape of his neck, dark and curly, to judge by the few flyaways that have escaped the hair tie.
I’m still gawking when he turns to look at me.
Holy shit. No way.
My jaw threatens to drop completely open because I realize—only when he looks straight at me head—I know this guy.
Grant Werther. The formerly scrawny kid who used to chase me around this lawn every summer while our parents talked shop. His dad owned a farm up the road, had the same business problems to deal with as Mom.
I have to say, he’s filled out nicely. His face, which used to be all thin angles, now features sharp cheekbones, a cut jaw and a fine nose. His eyes are dark too, piercing where they catch mine and lock, and his dark, full beard only accentuates his looks.
I swallow so hard I nearly gulp down my tongue in the process.
As for him, he shows no signs of recognizing me at all. Fine, if he wants to play at that game. “What are you doing here?” I manage to ask, finally recovering my wits.
“I could ask you the same thing.” He runs a hand over his hair, taming a few of those wisps, and narrows his eyes. “This is private property, Miss.”