Frankly, My Dear

Atlanta, a successful realtor and the oldest Hampton sister, has wanted back in Rob Count's pants ever since their brief but heated clash and cling at her sister Virginia's wedding.

His deep voice, tactile touch and loving way of pushing all her buttons had made Atlanta burn for him, but Rob never once called her for a repeat performance, and it hurts.

Then luck gives Atlanta a hand. On a short trip to appraise a cabin soon to be listed for sale, Atlanta's SUV breaks down on the highway. Rob Count, her brother-in-law's older brother, happens along and offers to help, the same man she put down at her sister's wedding for having motor oil stains under his fingernails.

While her vehicle is in Rob's shop being repaired he lends Atlanta his SUV to complete her journey, then shows up at the cabin and they resume their hot affair.

Weeks later, Atlanta returns to the cabin, where Rob again surprises her. Frightened by a series of unexplained noises in the cabin, Atlanta flies into his arms. Those strange noises unnerve Rob, too...

If you like to read erotic romance with a bit of suspense, this story is for you.

Dettagli