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Saturday, November 16, 2013

For MySexySaturday this week, I have seven sentences from SIMPLY IRRESISTIBLE, the second book in my London Calling series. Cal and Rob have broken up and got back together a dozen times or more. Cal thought the last time was the end for sure. Then Rob called Cal’s boss and said he wanted Cal to come to England to interview him for the magazine.
 

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Simply Irresistible
by Christiane France

ISBN-13: 978-1-61124-474-8 (Electronic)

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When Cal and Rob first met, they were star-struck, wet-behind-the-ears teenagers who thought all it took to make it in Hollywood was a great body and good looks. Cal eventually gave up the dream and became a reporter for an entertainment magazine, while Rob went on to become a major motion picture star.

Over the next few years, they broke up and got back together a dozen or more times. Then Rob hit a bad patch when Cal caught him with another man and kicked him out. Now, almost two years have passed without a word. Cal has no idea if Rob is even dead or alive, until Rob calls Cal’s boss out of the blue and offers to do an interview—on condition that Cal flies to England where Rob is living so they can talk face-to-face.

Because of their personal history, Cal knows he’s the best person to interview Rob, and so does his boss. But since Cal is still in love with the man, will the trip to London result in even more heartbreak?

NOTE: This story is part of the London Calling series.
Genres: Gay / Contemporary / The Arts / Series
Heat Level: 3
Length: Novella (19k words)
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My chest felt tight, I was having trouble with my breathing, and my cock was making its wants known by pressing hard against the zipper of my pants. This was ridiculous. The feelings were still there between us as hot and as strong as the day we first met. No matter what had happened in the past, or what promises I’d made about not getting involved again, I knew it wouldn’t take long before we forgot the unimportant things. We still wanted one another. No matter how we might pretend otherwise it was as simple as that. We wanted to rip off our clothes, jump into the nearest bed and fuck our brains out.
 
 

 

 

 

 

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