Man Splain by Vanessa Vale EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Vanessa Vale
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- Genre: Billionaire Romance
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EVE
OWNING a coffee shop meant early mornings. I was used to it. Used to
waking up in the dark and going to bed when some finished their dinner.
The past two days, the second my alarm blared, I was up, wide awake and
eager.
Eager like a beaver.
Or my beaver was eager.
Why?
My very attractive, very bare neighbor.
Bare, as in bare ass. And bare front
The naked guy in the house behind mine was a new morning addition.
I’d never seen him before, dressed or undressed. Or maybe the person who
lived there before didn’t get up this early. Or walked around without
clothes–and no blinds–with the light on.
Or maybe it was the leaves on the trees that usually blocked the view
into that backyard which were now gone for the winter. Or that…
Who cared? I didn’t.
All I knew was that Michelangelo’s David had nothing on this guy. He
was hung. And ripped. And made me horny at five in the morning.
No one was horny at that time of day.
Jumping from bed, I kept my lights off and padded over to my bedroom
window, slid the curtain back and–
YES!
Mr. Big Dick was up! The man himself, I meant. And his Big Dick. Yes,
it was impressive enough to be capitalized.
He was on the phone, like he had been the previous times. The first
morning, I opened my curtain and saw him. Blinked. Rubbed my eyes
because… what!? A naked man?
Then I ogled. Drooled some, too.
He was there yesterday, too. Same thing. I kept the lights off so he
didn’t know I watched.
Me and my libido hoped he’d be back at it again this morning. And he
was.
Female fist pump!
I watched as he strolled from the hallway to the kitchen sink to the
coffee maker back to the hallway, then into the bedroom as he talked on the
phone. God bless the remodelers installing large windows on the back side
of that house.
The guy was a pacer when he took a call.
And amazingly naked. Like toddlers who never liked to get dressed. But
he was no toddler. Gah!
Did I mention he was also blond… everywhere. What was it about the
drapes and curtains matching? They matched. Oh, they totally matched.
Plus, a beard. Yum.
It was November. Wasn’t he cold? It was hovering around freezing and
it definitely didn’t reflect in the junk hanging between his sturdy thighs.
Guys–at least this one–definitely woke up with morning wood.
I sighed, rubbed my thighs together and wished there weren’t two
backyards between us. But I couldn’t knock on the door and tell him I was a
Peeping Tom and that I wanted to check out the merchandise up close. I
couldn’t drop by at five a.m. for some sugar and tell him to keep standing
by the back door so I could see his eye color from my bedroom window.
Although my eyesight wasn’t that good.
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