What do I have instead? A “Dear Jane” email from my ex, who CCd it to my best friends and their fiancés. My friends realizing that I’ve never had an orgasm is the cherry on the train-wreck cake of my love life.
So my new plan? Find a nice guy who can give me an orgasm before my best friend’s wedding.
Enter CJ. Not only is he tall, rich and scorching hot, but he’s super smart. He makes me tingle in places I’ve never tingled before. He checks all my boxes but one- commitment. He thinks that’s what you do when you run out of women, which in his universe is NEVER.
But he wants me and won’t take no for an answer. He pops up as best man at my friend’s wedding, at my office, in my home. He’s sending me flowers, chocolates, coffee beans, you name it. Plus he kisses like he invented the action. It’s like he knows all my weaknesses and is launching a siege.
Then my life implodes, and I learn that being good is overrated. Can the wild player handle this former good girl?
Currently, she shares a condo overlooking a small river and sakura trees in Japan with her husband and son. When she’s not writing, she can be found reading books by her favorite authors or planning another trip.