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The Frock Up
It started with a stuck zipper and ended with a man physically ripping me free of my dress.
Surprisingly, less hot than it sounds.
I'd been thanking my lucky stars that I'd never have to see him again—only to discover the dress-destroying-Good-Samaritan is my new billionaire boss.
Talk about a royal frock up.
When the woman I saved from a malfunctioning dress walks into my office, I know I'm in trouble.
She's tall, curvy, and ridiculously easy to fluster—all my weaknesses in one.
When I find myself daydreaming about her hamburger print underwear instead of my next invention, I know I'm in trouble.
Now I just have to convince her that our relationship could be... seamless.
Warning: This instalove goodness is inspired by the author's true-life run-in with a faulty zipper, her greedy reader FB group demanding this romance, and a guy who knows how to save the world. So unzip and unwind as you enjoy this little slice of deliciousness!
All I wanted was a week with friends. A week to sit by the lake, listen to some tunes, and maybe forget for five minutes that my best friend was engaged to a guy I despised. Well, that was the plan until Hazel called and said she and Mister-I'm-Too-Good-For-Camping had broken up. Now it's my chance to do something I should have done years ago, turn myself from best friend into boyfriend. I don't want to be the rebound. I want to be her only.
If only Hazel could see that.
Peer pressure. It's the only reasonable explanation for why I'm on this trip.
Oh, that and wanting to escape the judgemental glares of my parents. After breaking off my engagement to Mister-I-Don't-Share-Fries, I just want a quiet week away with my friends. Sun, sand, and swimming is the perfect way to mend a bruised heart. Only... my heart doesn't feel that bruised. In fact, it feels kind of... achy. And excited. And it seems to skip every time James enters the room. It feels a lot like... love?