Pass the gravy, share the pie.
We’ll have her stuffed and satisfied.
Forget the sweets and pumpkin spice,
We’ll give her something twice as nice.
We’ve always hated Thanksgiving. After all, growing up rough and untamed on the streets taught us one thing: there isn’t much in this life to be thankful for. And nothing comes for free unless you take it.
We’re trying to lie low at a pr*ck of a business associate’s holiday party. But when she walks into our world, we know we’ve found something to make more than our stomachs growl.
Fiery red hair, sharp green eyes, pouty lips all full of sass and sweetness, and very much in need of rescuing from her a-hole ex. She’s wrong on every level—too innocent, too good for two rough-and-tumble men like us. That and we’re supposed to do business with her entitled, awful family.
But one look at Samantha McCue, and we’re hooked, obsessed. One taste, and trust me when I say we will be coming back for seconds.
Because there’ll be some stuffing on this holiday table all right. And plenty of cream for that sweet pie. It’s the season of giving, after all.
…And between us both, we’ve got plenty to give her.
The h*ll with being “forbidden”. For once in our lives, we’ve found something to be thankful for.
And we’ll be damned if we let anyone take her from us.
Ludicrously over-the-top, scandalously hot, and so f-ing sweet you’ll want a fork and some whipped cream to go with it. Twice the steam, with two big helpings of wrong.
This mfm romance is all about her – no m/m. As with all my books, this standalone novella has no cheating, and a HEA guaranteed.