food-blogger-romance

Jeez, you two,_ Savannah muttered. __hush. It__ like free porn,_ Riley teased.

Her eyes fluttered open and she found Matt to be impossibly close _ so close she could see the flecks of gold in his green eyes, could almost count his incredibly long lashes. Vivienne swallowed hard. This was it. There was no going back. And she really didn__ want to.

I don__ know,_ she said quietly. __ guy in a pair of ripped jeans who takes off his shirt because he__ all sweaty is kind of hot.

The only thing standing between her and her beautiful new home was her own silly insecurity and Matt Reed.

I think if we ignore that night, that kiss, then we__e both denying a part of who we are.

I can__ say I particularly like Matty Reed. But you, Matt? I like being with you.__ __hat__ good, Viv,_ he said. __ecause I like being with you. And I want_ He leaned in a little closer, __ need_ His lips were mere inches from hers_

She was too busy to think about getting involved with anyone. Even one of the sexiest men alive.

I__e had pedicures before, and I__e had milk shakes. Just never at the same time. And it__ glorious.

Trust Me. I know what I want and it__ right in front of me.