Release Date: September 9th, 2014
Description:
For the last eight months, Mandy has lived across the hall from a caveman.
For the last eight months, Mandy has lived across the hall from a caveman.
He won’t trim his beard, he mostly talks in grunts, and he’ll hardly emerge from his cave of an apartment. Ben might be a grumpy mess, but she kind of likes him anyway. She’s not attracted to him, of course. Not at all. Those stray feelings are merely a fluke. She’s looking for a man who has it all together, and Ben isn’t even close.
Benjamin Damon is heir to a billion-dollar corporate empire, but he has put his family and that whole lifestyle behind him. No one knows who he is now—not even his pretty princess of a neighbor who refuses to leave him alone.
When she ropes him into taking her with him to work on his mother’s historic Savannah home, he knows it’s a mistake. Mandy represents the world he’s tried so hard to escape, and he can’t let one woman strip him of the new man he’s tried to become. The more he’s with her, though, the more he wants her. Despite his best efforts, he’s falling for her hard—and dreading the day she finds out all of his lies.
EXCERPT
“What are you staring at, Cupcake?” he muttered, radiating more tension than ever.
And she was even drawn to his tension. What the hell was happening to her?
She wanted a good-looking, well-dressed man who had things together and was ready to be a husband. None of that was Ben.
To hide her response, she gave him a teasing grin. “Nothing. I’m just wondering if you’re hiding some sort of lost love behind all your grumpy muttering.”
“I’m not hiding any sort of love.” He was frowning, gruff, covered with hair. It was ridiculous that she was attracted to him.
Before she knew what she was doing, she stretched up to press a kiss just on the side of his mouth. His beard was scratchy under her lips but not unpleasant.
She wanted to kiss him again.
She felt his body tighten even more, and his arms jerked strangely.
She stepped back, flushing and horribly embarrassed.
God, she was an idiot. She’d made him uncomfortable, since their friendship had never allowed any sort of kissing.
“What was that for?” he demanded, his eyes searching her face strangely, like he might have suspected she was feeling in ways that were very inappropriate.
The last thing she wanted to do was get in the way of their friendship—one that meant a lot more to her than she’d realized until recently—with some stray, irrational lusts that could never turn into something serious.
So she managed a light grin and said, “That was because you’re pretty cute for a Neanderthal.”
And she was even drawn to his tension. What the hell was happening to her?
She wanted a good-looking, well-dressed man who had things together and was ready to be a husband. None of that was Ben.
To hide her response, she gave him a teasing grin. “Nothing. I’m just wondering if you’re hiding some sort of lost love behind all your grumpy muttering.”
“I’m not hiding any sort of love.” He was frowning, gruff, covered with hair. It was ridiculous that she was attracted to him.
Before she knew what she was doing, she stretched up to press a kiss just on the side of his mouth. His beard was scratchy under her lips but not unpleasant.
She wanted to kiss him again.
She felt his body tighten even more, and his arms jerked strangely.
She stepped back, flushing and horribly embarrassed.
God, she was an idiot. She’d made him uncomfortable, since their friendship had never allowed any sort of kissing.
“What was that for?” he demanded, his eyes searching her face strangely, like he might have suspected she was feeling in ways that were very inappropriate.
The last thing she wanted to do was get in the way of their friendship—one that meant a lot more to her than she’d realized until recently—with some stray, irrational lusts that could never turn into something serious.
So she managed a light grin and said, “That was because you’re pretty cute for a Neanderthal.”
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About the author:
Noelle handwrote her first romance novel in a spiral-bound notebook when she was twelve, and she hasn’t stopped writing since. She has lived in eight different states and currently resides in Virginia, where she teaches English, reads any book she can get her hands on, and offers tribute to a very spoiled cocker spaniel. She loves travel, art, history, and ice cream. After spending far too many years of her life in graduate school, she has decided to reorient her priorities and focus on writing contemporary romances.
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