A LoveRotica sex journal, a curious librarian, and a sexy alpha who keeps what he finds.
I never thought a bookworm librarian could crack my spine.
Talk about underestimating a book by the plain cover.
Siah rewrote every page I thought I knew, and then put me back on the shelf, well-used and ready for check-out again.
I’m not mad that she worked me over.
I’m pissed that she left.
When I went to Knox’s bed, I unleashed all my wicked fantasies.
I can’t want more, so after our weekend together, I scribbled, “The End” to our story in my LoveRotica Sex Journal and boarded a flight for home.
I’m single and satisfied until Knox rolls into town flipping all my well-ordered hormones with an erotic entry of his own.
It doesn’t matter.
He’ll never know my backstory, and I refuse to share my climax.
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