To Hate Adam Connor

So you may ask, who is Adam Connor? He is the recently divorced, Academy Award-winning actor who just moved in next door with his kid. He also happens to be an exquisite male specimen and the most infuriating sly bastard Ive ever come across.Lets be honest here, wouldnt you wanna take a peek over the wall to catch a glimpse of him, hopefully when he is naked? Wouldnt you melt away after watching him work out as his five-year-old kid cheered him on? Do I even have to mention those abs, the big bulge in his pants, or that arm porn? Oh, wait, you would never spy on him? SureWhile I was being thoughtful by not breaking and entering and was actually considering going over to offer him a shoulderor maybe a boob or twoto cry on (yknow, because of his divorce), instead he had me thrown in jail after a small incident. Jail, people! He was supposed to grant me countless orgasms as a thank you, not a jail cell.After that day, I was mentally plotting ways to strangle him instead of jumping his bones to make sweet love. So what if my body did more than just shiver when he whispered dirty little things in my ear? I cant be held responsible for that. And when was the last time hed kissed anyone anyway? Whod enjoy a kiss with a side of heart attack?Even if he and his son were the best things since sliced breadand Im not saying he wasI couldnt fall for him. No matter what promises he whispered on my skin, my curse wouldnt let us be. I wasnt a damsel in distressI could save myself, thank you very muchbut deep inside, I still hoped Adam Connor would be the hero of my story.*Due to strong language and sexual content, this book is not intended for readers under the age of 18*