Drew Evans, a confident playboy and successful businessman, suddenly isolates himself, claiming he has the flu. The real reason? Katherine Brooks, a smart and ambitious new hire at his father’s firm, turns his life upside down. Drew’s attraction to her challenges his arrogance, leading him to question everything. Can he win at love?
As far as I’m concerned, this cinches it. It’s just going to keep getting better. Her inner muscles contract and squeeze. At last I start to move, dragging my dick out from her heavenly pussy, then thrusting back in. Groaning louder each time. I lift up so I can watch. Nothing is more of a…
But because it’s real-because it’s us-it’s fucking impeccable. Afterward, Kate dances with my father to “The Way You Look Tonight” by Frank Sinatra. The old man’s a great dancer, and he makes Kate smile and laugh. At one point she gets choked up from whatever words he’s whispering to her, and I make a mental…
I almost pity him. Because even though it’s not intentional? My girl was born to be a heartbreaker. As I watch them silently, Johnny makes his move. Catching Mackenzie off guard, the little bastard presses his lips to hers and snatches a kiss. Her first, I’m guessing. It’s chaste and over as quickly as it…
Now let’s get to the part you’ve been waiting for: The wedding. Images Matthew, Jack and Steven, my parents, James and I, arrive at St. Patrick’s Cathedral right on time. Although they rarely close the church to the public, for our event-and to accommodate the thousand-plus guests sitting in the pews-the powers that be agreed…
Father Dougherty asks, “Andrew, do you promise to be true to Katherine in good times and bad, in sickness and health? Do you promise to love, honor, and cherish her until death do you part?” In a clear voice, I pledge, “I sure do.” Kate’s eyes hold mine and her smile is so bright-so true-as…
If this ends up causing Erin to not be my secretary in the near future-I’m going to have to kill Jack. Seriously. I can always find more friends. Finding a secretary who knows her shit as well as Erin does? That’ll be much more difficult. Erin comes back into the room sipping her coffee. Jack…
But I don’t cry. I do something much, much worse. I stand up and hug Billy Warren. “I love you, man.” Yes, the stress of the last few minutes has finally driven me over the edge. We embrace for a second before he pushes me back, holds me at arm’s length, and looks at me…
I guess . . . I shouldn’t be surprised. Guys are competitive. Put a bunch of us in a room and we can turn anything into a contest. Who can burp the longest, piss the farthest, whose dick is bigger, who can punch the hardest. Who can drink the most. Is that what happened? I…
Carefully, I set her feet back on solid ground. Then I help smooth her dress back into place and tuck myself in and zip up. “And we still have a whole suite waiting for us.” “Take me to my suite.” Kate holds out her hand. I take it. “It’ll be my pleasure.” Literally. Back out…
I just shrug. “Been there, done that-it never ends well.” Besides, you know as well as I do that she didn’t get that lap dance ’cause she wanted it-any more than I wanted a goddamn thong in my mouth. The girls put her up to it, and she was just going with the flow. Still…