So now I'm in New York after selling my company and fleeing San Jose, and for the first time in as long as I can remember I have nothing to fill my dayno meetings, no reports, no tests, no launch partiesand that's how I manage to get hooked on Warpath 4 and somehow find myself sexting with a guy almost twenty years younger than me.
Say what?
Okay, here's the thing: it didn't start out dirty. It was all completely tame. Mild. Conversational. But then conversation turned to flirting, and flirting turned to dirty talk. And, welllet's just say things escalated from there
But it's just a bit of fun. Right? It's not like anything would ever work in real life. I'm too old, he's still closeted. And let's not get started on how I'm supposedly straight. It's just way too messy. Definitely best if we never actually meet each other...
But what if we already have?
Turns out my virtual f*ck buddy is actually Owen Kelly, my best friend's kid brother. Which leaves me pretty much screwed
Warning: This book is not appropriate for anyone who doesn't like laughing, anyone who doesn't like the word 'daddy', or anyone who doesn't like when hot older guys and gorgeous younger guys have a hella lot of super-steamy sex.