When I barged into the adjoining bedroom early the next morning, I naturally expected to see my best friend, not the very naked man with a dragon tat curling around one muscular arm, or that he would make an offhand remark about my very sheer nightie.
Ryder Hayes is a smart ass, definitely no gentleman, and I never want to see him again!
Except he’s the best man, and I’m the maid of honor. I’m pretty sure he’ll ruin my idea of a fairytale wedding for my best friend.
Samantha is hot! As soon as I saw her in that nearly see-through nightie, I knew I wanted her.
But she has my number: I’m a confirmed bachelor, and plan to stay that way. She’s all about finding Mr. Right. Maybe I can convince her to have fun with Mr. Wrong until he comes along?
Yeah, I’ll be her sex toy, and she won’t even need to change my batteries.