A Dirty Dicks Standalone Novel
dating isn’t one of them. Although she enjoys men of all different shapes,
colors, and sizes, she has one requirement: they must have a job on her
approved-occupation list. It has to be safe, so they can come home every night,
which means no cops, pilots, doctors, ranchers, and absolutely no
you ignore the tiny crush she has on Trevor Allen, a crush that cannot move
toward anything physical because Trevor is a firefighter and a rancher.
Not to mention, he’s four years younger than she is and the brother of her two
out her fire.
comes to Claire Daniels: no staring, flirting, smokin’ hot fantasies, or
touching of any kind. He’s been lusting after Claire his whole life, but with a
steady stream of willing women and two demanding jobs to hold his attention,
he’s somehow managed to keep his hands off her.
small bathroom with very little room to move, leaving him pressed against
Claire’s lush curves. What’s he supposed to do when she looks up at him with
those big, green doe eyes and licks her lips? The only thing he can do: kiss
the hell out of her, then convince her it can’t happen again.
extraordinary husband, who will forever inspire every good quality she writes
in a man. Her entire life rests in the
palms of six dirty little hands, and when the day is over and those pint-sized
cherubs have been washed and tucked into bed, you can find her typing away
furiously on her computer. She has a
love for alpha-males, brownies, reading, tattoos, sunglasses, and happy
endings…and not particularly in that order.