Publisher's Synopsis
DesiOf course, I noticed Mr. Shirtless. With a bod like his, who wouldn't? But his hot-factor didn't matter. What did? My asshat ex and the need to make him jealous. So, I strolled up to the panty-melting stranger as though I knew him and laid one on him, hoping said asshat would see I'd moved on just fine without him. Only, he never saw me kissing another man.KashI spotted her-honey-blonde hair gleaming in the sun as she came my way. I'd flirt. Smile. Maybe get her number. I sure the hell didn't expect her to toss her arms around my neck, mashing her body against mine, and kiss the ever-loving shit out of me. Then, she stopped. Stepped back. Blushed. Whispered "Sorry" and blended into the crowd. I never got her name that day. Or her number. However, fate had other plans and Destiny happened...again.
