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From USA Today & Wall Street Journal Bestselling Author Jewel E. Ann, comes a heart-warming, second-chance romance.
Lake Jones has the perfect job, an addiction to binge-watching Netflix, and the world’s ugliest cat. She’s also a bit sexually-frustrated.
Until …
Fate bestows a breath of mercy upon her in the form of Minnesota’s NFL starting quarterback. But this gift is no stranger. Lake met Cage Monaghan three years earlier.
It was one day.
One moment.
One kiss that resurrected her dreams of finding love.
His dimpled smile distracts from his imperfections, which include: a love for country music, fishing, a fan club of fawning women, and public scrutiny.
It’s starting to seem like, yet again, it’s the wrong time for their story.
But when life finally gives them their chance, the chapter they write will be one wild ride.
One is a standalone novel in the highly acclaimed Jack & Jill Series.
Chapter One Look Inside
Chapter One Look Inside
Three months after landing in Minneapolis, a Greek god moved into the apartment across from mine. Okay, maybe not an actual god, but close. The view from my peephole might not have been entirely accurate. Nevertheless, my eyeball remained glued to it with no signs of blinking; I had a peephole addiction—along with Netflix, marshmallows, and cinnamon.
“It’s not gonna fit,” I narrated the situation to myself.
Two scrawny, pale-skinned boys danced with an oversized, black leather chair, working to maneuver it through the doorway. Apollo stood just opposite my door with his tree-trunk arms crossed over his chest. The guy could carry the chair on his pinky finger with Beavis and Butt-Head sitting atop, yet he gave them nothing more than a slight head shake. My mumblings continued. “Turn it the other way.”
“Don’t scratch the legs,” he said, eliciting a whole new round of sweat from the movers. Left. Right. Up. Down.
“Gah!” Enough was enough. I threw open my door. “Flip it the other way. That’s the only way it will fit.”
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