I don’t have a place to stay. I’m on my last dollar, so imagine what happens when a handsome dancer with Thunder Strike offers me a deal: I get to live at his apartment without paying rent.
But of course, there’s no free lunch in life …
Because Jethro’s going to get paid in a different way!
Instead of money, the handsome alpha male is going to have “free use” of my sassy curves.
Is this some naughty kink? Even more, is this man insane?
But my bank account’s down to a whole lot of nothing, and short of sleeping in the street, I don’t know what else to do.
Plus, Jethro’s H-O-T.
Make that one hundred degrees, off-the-charts, incredibly ripped hot. He’s got broad shoulders, a sculpted chest, and a six pack that would put a Greek god to shame. Plus, I’ve seen him changing backstage before, and let’s just say this could be fun, giving the humongous babymaker that he’s packing …
But what if I get in over my head?
What if I fall in love with the sexy alpha male when this was only supposed to be fun and games? Will Jethro still want me, or is our relationship doomed?
This is a follow-up to Mr. January where Jessie and Jethro strike a deal for a “free use” relationship. Yes, it’s a kink that we haven’t seen before, but Jethro has an itch to scratch and the curvy girl’s the perfect one to fulfill his needs! Lose yourself in the scorching sands of Las Vegas because this book will have you panting for more! No cheating, no cliffhangers, and always a HEA for my readers.