Ben Wright isn’t an escort.
Except when he is.
All he wants is to make some extra money to pay off his dad’s medical bills. He never intended to be tied to beds while making the Benjamins.
Miryam Wexler never intended to be dumped by her fiancé before their wedding.
But she was.
Now all she wants is to put her life back together and not tell her grandmother about her humiliation.
He needs money and she needs a stand-in fiancé. They can help each other, if they don’t kill each other first. Two people with double lives equals four times the chaos and four times the comedy.
I am a Katherine Stevens virgin. I had never heard of her until I came across Accidental Man Whore.
I’m in love.
I adored this book! Ben is sweet, sexy, determined to help his father pay for his hospital bills. When an opportunity presents itself, Ben jumps at the chance…without really asking too many questions.
Miryam was on cloud nine..a fiance, a great job, life was good. Until that fiance dumped her and she needed someone to step into the roll of her now “ex” at family functions. In comes Ben, as the stand in fiance and things go from crazy to hilarious!!
The relationship between Miryam and Ben is hysterical yet unbelievable hot. They don’t really care for each other from the start yet are immediately drawn to one another. Their banter, sexual chemistry and bond made for an excellent story along with all of the secondary characters who had me laughing my ass off.
Accidental Man Whore is funny with a side of serious drama. I loved every single character is the book and found the story very entertaining! This is definitely a one-click!!
I am a male escort in the sense that I take money from women to go out with
them and sometimes have sex with them. But it didn’t start out that way. I own
my own business, for Pete’s sake. It’s not turning a huge profit yet, but it’s
mine and I don’t have to answer to anyone. Now I have a madam and a Little
Black Book. Except I couldn’t find a real little black book, so my escort
contacts are scrawled across the pages of the October 2016 Men’s Health that I
hide in a kitchen drawer. My whoring schedule is written on a Chinese takeout
menu.
blur of lies, and sex, and more lies, and a lot more sex, and yarmulkes. Now
I’m standing at my door with some eager beaver Miami detective flashing his
badge in my face and wanting to know why they found my contact info in a
madam’s office during a prostitution bust. I don’t have an answer that won’t
land me in jail. I missed the hooker orientation where they tell you to have
prepared statements for events like this.
escort? I would like to say it started with a woman, but it didn’t. It’s kind
of a funny story. I took money to bang chicks for my dad. It’s only a little
less creepy than it sounds. I wonder if this cop will get a laugh out of it.
and looking for lost shoes. Her kids keep her quite busy and always zig-zagging
across the line of sanity. She is a lifelong Texan with a terrible sense of
direction and even worse memory. She thinks life is entirely too hard if you
don’t laugh your way through it.As a child, she dreamed of being the most sarcastic astronaut in history, but
her poor math skills and aversion to dehydrated food kept her out of the space
program. Now she writes to pass the time until NASA lowers their standards.
Your move, NASA.
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