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An Enemies-to-Lovers Romance

Book 1 of a duet

California

When I meet London Shaw, he hits on me. Crudely and without apology. But I say no to every guy, and London is no exception.

Then I find out who he is. But just because he’s a gorgeous, powerful billionaire doesn’t mean I have to like him.

And I don’t. In fact, I hate him. I loathe him. Him with his perma-frown and arrogant attitude and expensive suits. We argue, we fight, and we have absolutely nothing in common.

So why is my body constantly on fire whenever he’s around? 

It just proves that London Shaw is dangerous, and I need to stay as far away from him as possible. 

Except he’s my next-door neighbor.

London

From the moment I see her, I want her in my bed. I crave her. From her smart mouth to her sexy pout and sinful curves, California Blue drives me f*ck*ng wild.

But California is not a one-night stand kind of woman. And I don’t do relationships. 

Not anymore. 

So I can’t give in to my need for her. 

Unless she’s willing to play by my rules…

This is Book 1 of our story. 

Our flawed yet perfect rendezvous.

Our nuclear attraction.

Our one-in-a-billion kind of love.

⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ “This book is brilliant and a refreshing way of looking at romance”

My powerful urge to jump him, drag him into the nearest bush and have my way with him is unbearable. As we start walking again, I reach for some form of self-control.

“I’m sure that blonde from the bar would be more than willing to give you what you need tonight,” I say in a voice that doesn’t sound like mine.

“I’m sure she would be,” London says back in a way I can’t decipher. “But maybe I prefer a challenge.”

Okay, I can decipher that. I will myself not to look over at him, but he reaches out with his hand and takes my arm while he pulls up, forcing me to stop.

He lifts my chin in his other hand and turns my head until we make eye contact. I can’t look away from his smoldering eyes as they glow underneath the gas lamp, and I step backward to put some distance between us. I end up leaning against the brick wall of a building, and London braces his hands on either side of me, penning me in.

He bends his head down till we’re at eye level, and his gaze burns into mine.

“What do you think?” His voice is so filled with promise I nearly reach for the zipper on his jeans.

I reach out and touch his chest with the intention of pushing him away. But feeling his hot skin through the thin fabric of his clothing is such a turn-on I have to dig my nails into my palms to stop from fisting his shirt and hauling him against me.