When I first met Blake Crawford, all I wanted to do was hit him in the face.
Maybe the groin.
Okay, maybe I wanted to kiss him too, but that's neither here nor there. I mean, he may have a gorgeous English accent, sexy full lips and an ass I'd like to bite but...
Where was I?
Being in the same creative writing class, he's the last person I wanted to speak to, let alone be paired up with for my final assignment.
But here comes the kicker...not only did our project end up getting us both As but we found out we work well together.
Really well together.
I hate him and he hates me and yet we churn out gold.
We've started writing self-published erotica under a pen name and let me tell you one thing...
Writing dirty sex scenes with the sexiest, most infuriating man you know is a lot harder than you think.
And keeping our hands off each other?
Well that's another story...one with an ending I didn't see coming