One hundred years ago when I was young and impulsive (okay, it was five, alright? Five years ago...) I let my boyfriend take, let's just say... compromising pictures of me.
(Shut up. It made sense at the time).
Surprise! The sleazy back-stabbing jerk posted them on a website and, well, you can guess what happened. That's right.
I'm a meme. A really gross one.
You've seen the pictures. And if you haven't - don't ask. And don't look!
As face recognition software online improves, I get tagged on social media whenever anyone shares my pictures. You try getting a thousand notifications a day, all of them pictures of your tatas.
So. I'm done.
It's time for revenge. Let him see how it feels! But how do you get embarrassingly intimate pictures of your jerkface ex who double-crossed you five years ago?
Especially when he's a member of the U.S.House of Representatives now?
Getting sweet between the sheets with a congressman is pretty much every political roadie's dream, right? I'm one in a crowd.
Except to this day, he swears he didn't do it. Pursued me for months after I dumped him five years ago. Begged me to take him back.
And I almost did it. Almost. I was weak and stupid and in love a hundred years ago.
Okay. Fine. Five.
But I still have the upper hand. Second chance romance has all the emotional feels, doesn't it?
I can't wait to punch him in the feels.
All I need to do is sleep with him once, take some hot-and-sweaty pics of him in... delicate positions, and bring him down. That's it. Nothing more.
Pictures first. Revenge after. And then I win.
At least, that's how it was supposed to happen. But then I did something worse than sexting.
I fell in love with him. Again.
Just when I thought Julia Kent had totally outdone herself with Fluffy, along comes Perky which absolutely blew my mind!
Perky and Parker have a past, one of which caused a HUGE issue for the last five years. But when Parker finally has the chance to make amends with Perky after all this time, he learns she’s simply not over it. What happens next will leave you laughing out loud, cheering for the heroine and wanting to kiss that smirk right off the hero’s lips!
Perky is everything you could want in a rom-com. I adore the fun and witty banter between Parker and Perky and could feel their frustration with each other, the love that never died and their strong connection to one another. Then add in a mix of outrageous friends, enemies and a crazy family? Perky is pure MAGIC!
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the door shutting behind us, our bodies surrounded by coats. At any second,
someone could walk in, find us, interrupt and embarrass us, but I don’t care as
my fingers grasp his thick, hard chest. He doesn’t care as his hand slides
between my thighs, my need to be touched so great that I moan into his mouth,
biting his lip. He makes a sound that says he needs this, too, his erection
pressing into my hip, the centering of his thickness as he nudges my legs wider
with his knee making me hold my breath as he rubs up, just once, just right,
hard, the tip of his tongue flicking and laving, my clit spasming as it
imagines him doing this between my legs. My fingertips dig into his shoulders,
one hand diving down the length of his abs until I cup his sac, then ride the
ridge of my palm up his long, thick, engorged–
going tight, the core of me shivering with an orgasm that crashes over me as
Parker’s leg, his mouth, his very presence, make me lose my everloving mind.
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writes romantic comedy with an edge. From billionaires to BBWs to new adult
rock stars, Julia finds a sensual, goofy joy in every contemporary romance she
writes. Unlike Shannon from Shopping for
a Billionaire, she did not meet her husband after dropping her phone in a
men’s room toilet (and he isn’t a billionaire). She lives in New England with
her husband and three sons in a household where the toilet seat is never, ever,