A Perfect Moment (Perfect, #1) by Becca Lee
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“When life threatens perfect, it’s time to step up and kick life in the
balls.”
Ella's
perfect moment was taken from her in the worst possible way. Humiliated, heartbroken
and absolutely determined not to allow her heart be destroyed for a second
time, she builds an ice wall around her heart.
Preston
has known that he was in love with his big sister's best friend since the age of
fifteen. Over ten years on, an opportunity to be her knight in shining
armour is too good to miss. Putting his heart on the line, he's on a mission to
show Ella that the perfect moment is possible.
Ella's
instinct is to run when she realises her feelings for her bestie's little
brother may just run a little bit deeper than just friends. But if she can't
run, she'll try every trick in the book to shake off his affection and realign
his feelings.
She
already had her perfect moment, and there is no chance she'll let her heart
thaw for Preston. No matter how good he looks in the firefighter's Christmas
calendar.
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Contains steamy-hot moments, romance, friendship and a bulk load of swearing -
non explicit sex scenes. ***
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Author Profile
Spending
the last few years near the Queensland coast, Becca is rarely out of the sea or
off the beach. Dragging her long board with her and her overworked Kindle Fire,
Becca enjoys her three addictions: reading, surfing and ogling surfers, one of
whom is her husband of ten years.
She
can still be found regularly on the beach with her family. Becca tends to leave
the surfing to her boys; she's far too busy immersed in her own writing or, of
course, with her head still buried in a new read.
Releasing this September, A Perfect Love (Perfect, #2)
by Becca Lee
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I woke up with a
delicious feeling of sore muscles. The memory of the night’s sweet and heavy
kisses, Preston’s heavenly caresses and him planted firmly between my
thighs a total of three times, brought a smile to my face.
Every touch,
every word had been perfect. We’d talked into the early hours, in between
getting hot and heavy, and didn’t succumb to sleep until after 3am. I turned
towards his bedside clock. It was 10am. Thank goodness for holidays! Preston’s
movement and hand stroking small circles on my stomach made me turn my head to
look at him. He smiled at me and kissed me tenderly on my shoulder. “Morning,
beautiful.”
I couldn’t hold
back the goofy grin that formed, nor did I want to. “Morning,” I stretched and
yawned. “Sorry.” I laughed, clamping my hand over my mouth.
“No sorry
needed. I love seeing you stretched out. You look hot.” He pressed his groin
against my leg so that I truly understood exactly how hot he thought I was. A
delightful shiver travelled through my body at his touch.
I giggled. Yes,
actually giggled. A grown, educated woman of twenty-eight years old giggled at
the fine specimen of a man next to me. My giggle was quickly followed by a
groan at my ridiculous response. I was acting like a seventeen-year-old.
“What?” Preston
asked.
I peeked a look
at him. “Just groaning at my giggling. Pathetic really.” I’d always been
blatantly honest in my friendship with Preston. I didn’t want that to change.
Honesty, no matter how tricky it could be, was by far the best.
A throaty laugh
erupted out of his chest. “Only you would think a giggle is pathetic. It’s
cute.” My raised eyebrow set in challenge did nothing to prevent him from
continuing. “What? Don’t look at me like that. Cute is good. Sexy, even.
Giggling gives me a stiffy.” His face was set in a broad shit-eating smile.
“Nice!
Seriously. You talking about your erection as a stiffy is what? Meant to get me
all hot and horny for you?” I said with a stoic face.
He laughed
again. “It doesn’t matter the word, babe. The fact remains you’re beautiful and
I’ll always be hard and ready for you.”
As hard as I
tried, I couldn’t keep a straight face. Laughter burst out of my lungs.
“Come on. I’m
starving and really need a shower.” I laughed when his eyes lit up at the
possibility of a shower together. “You’re insatiable. You go and sort out
breakfast while I shower. Alone. Please.” I kissed him lightly on his gorgeous
lips, bounced out of bed and headed to the en suite.
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