Love at First Bite (Book 1 Just a Little Taste Series) Read Online Free PDF

She smiled at the thought. She had never been one to be risky. Maybe she could enjoy herself, just a little.
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    He was quickly packing cheese, grapes, wine. Anything he thought she might like. He went into the laundry room and pulled swim trunks and a wife beater on. He grabbed sunscreen and his sandals. He heard her rummaging around upstairs. He assumed she found her bathing suits when he heard a few quiet curse words. He was going to savor seeing those incredible curves in one of those teensy tiny bikinis. Smiling to himself, he whistled as he finished packing. What he didn't expect was Miss Sasha Jones' tenacity.
    She came downstairs wearing a long dress, a tee shirt, a huge hat, and sneakers. He attempted to cover his smirk. “Are you all ready to go?”
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    She gave him a dirty look. “I'm quite comfortable and ready to go, thank you.”
    “Well, then let's head out.” He opened the door for her and led the way down the path to the lake. She expected a small row boat. It seemed nothing Jeremy Parks did was small. He had a huge lake at his disposal, along with a large boat. She tried not to gape walking down the dock. He helped her climb up the ladder on the side of the boat. She wasn't too sure if his hand was close to her ass to help or to cop a feel, but she didn't feel like asking and being disappointed. He started the motor on the boat and they began cruising the lake slowly.
    She felt like she was melting. She felt so unbelievably hot. She was not going to peel off these clothes and reveal the teensy bikini though. Why were there no normal bathing suits? She did pull the tee shirt off, it helped a little. The maxi dress was suffocatingly hot. Maybe if I took the dress off and wore the tee; at least then, I'd have the top covered. “Hey, Jeremy?”
    “Yeah?” He was gently steering the boat, looking like a damn dark and sexy version of an Abercrombie and Fitch model on his private boat.
    “Um, could you not look while I switch clothes? This dress is too hot.”
    “Sure, not a problem.” He looked away. She turned her back to him and whipped the maxi dress off then quickly snatched the tee back on.
    “Okay, I'm dressed, you can look again.” He turned. “Thank you,” she said, sitting back on the deck of the boat.
    “Not a problem. Whatever makes you comfortable.” He was decidedly uncomfortable right now. He'd definitely looked. He would like to look and touch a whole lot more. But it is wrong, wrong wrong, he reminded himself. He dropped anchor. They were in the middle of the lake.
    “We're stopping?” Sasha looked at him curiously.
    “Yeah, I like to swim out here. Is that okay with you?” He whipped his tank top over his head. Her mouth went totally dry. His swim shorts were slung low on his hips. His chest was incredibly muscled and glistened lightly with sweat. She swallowed nervously. She was feeling incredibly warm and it wasn't just from the sun. God, he looks unbelievable. “Sasha?”
    “Oh, um, yes, that's definitely fine.” He turned to jump off the boat with a grin on his face. She fanned her face. Now that they had stopped, there was no breeze at all. The t-shirt was sticking to her skin, but she didn't feel comfortable enough to just wear the bikini. She felt she was too chubby for it, even though she'd lost 25 lbs. Hell, she had practically turned her high school boyfriend gay, when they had tried to have sex one time. She had bought lingerie, which turned him off. According to him, she looked like a stuffed sausage . Okay, so the lingerie had been two sizes too small and ripped a little. She shrugged without realizing it. He cruelly made fun of her, and everyone in school ended up calling her “Snausha” for the rest of the year. He dumped her and ended up with a man almost twice his age. Asshole, hope you get butt herpes or crabs. She smirked to herself.
    Watching Jeremy paddle through the water, she swore the heat just got worse and worse. Feeling sweat puddle between