She watched her best friend find her superhero.
Now she wants her turn.
Despite a run of bad dates with Mr. Wrong, Mr. Boring, Mr. Bad Breath, Mr. Grabby Hands, and even Mr. Say I Love You After One Date To Get Into Your Pants, Kate McGuinness is more determined than ever to find the one.
Having tried everything else, she turns to the internet in a last ditch attempt to find her elusive prince.
But Kate doesn’t want an everyday, run of the mill love.
She wants the kind of love that makes your heart skip a beat. The kind of love that makes you dance in the rain and bottle up the sunset. The once in a lifetime kind of love that authors write about, musicians sing about, and lovers dream about.
Could a certain police officer in training, who has come to her rescue in the past, be the one to swoop in and save her heart?
What if the love Kate desperately seeks has been in front of her the whole time?
She just needs to open her eyes to see it…
*Disclaimer: This book contains a hot as hell stripper with a penchant for public sex and exhibitionism who may or may not succeed in bringing out the inner firecracker in all of us. Oh, and don’t forget the batteries.*
Having eaten our way through garlic bread, lasagna and a delicious baked cheesecake for dessert, both Mac and I are laid up in the living room. We’re recovering from our food comas, watching some crazy game show on television where people are training to become ninjas.
“I could never be a ninja. My big belly would get in the way,” Mac muses.
“I don’t want to be a ninja, although I’d be willing to date a ninja. Can you imagine the positions that he could get into? Oh my god! I just thought of one! The reverse saddle ninja.”
Mac sits up excitedly and faces me, bending one leg under the other. “No, wait. What about a ninja doing downward facing doggie style? They could probably hang upside down from the roof while fucking you. That would be awesome,” she says with a laugh.
“I know! Instead of the vibrating V, it would be the ninja nooner or the ninja nookie!” I say, struggling to talk though my laughter.
Mac looks at her phone briefly before putting it down and looking at me.
“Everything okay?” I ask, looking at her phone.
“Oh… yeah, great. Just checking the time. But right now, we need to talk about you.” Mac sits up and rests her hands on her stomach. I’m kind of envious of her right now, but I won’t admit that to her.
“Why’s that?” I say, intrigued. Definitely didn’t see the conversation shifting from ninja sex to me. Although, if I were honest, if I had ninja sex, I’d be a happy camper. Actually, sex of any kind would be acceptable right now. Anything other than the one handed dialing of the ol’ pink telephone. I should be buying my batteries in bulk with the frequent use my purple pearl vibrator has been getting this year.
Also by BJ Harvey
Temporary Bliss (Bliss, #1)
Lost in Distraction (Lost, #1)
Lost For You (Lost, #2)