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She shoots me a glare as I pin against the shelf, staring at her since I have nothing to do. "Stop staring at me and find a book for yourself. You distract me," she shrugs but I still stare at her. "You're impossible. Tell me which books you have read so far, so I can find anything similar to that for you" "Well," I twitch my lips. "Zero to One, Atomic Habits, Rich dad poor dad, Black Swan and many more," I say and find her squinting at me, parting her pretty lips. She's surprised and she looks fucking adorable that I want to slam her against the shelf right now and kiss the hell out of her. The entire day was torture for me not to kiss her.

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— Look at the very grateful—Justo asks us, sounding somewhat praised and stunned, offering us the book. The coyote lady is the person who takes it, I stay close to understand what is composed on the page. —For giving a logical point of view and an invaluable explanation…— Grecia begins presenting for anyone to listen, with her standard problem immediately skimming. ...this book is dedicated to Dr. Gabriel Valack ," I finish with her, finally understanding my girlfriend's shock. Damn, I must be that free three-staring crazy person, asking why we never need to converse with normal individuals who have never hurt anyone in their lives.

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“Like nothing shakes you.” “That's not true,” he replied. Her gaze lingered on his mouth. Dangerous and hungry. “What shakes you, Jacob?” she whispered. He did not answer. Not because he did not have one, but because she was the answer. Emily exhaled and stepped closer. Close enough that he could smell her… her warm cotton, her faint lotion, and female beneath it all. “You don’t have to pretend to me,” she murmured. “I see the way you look at me sometimes.”

She glanced back down at the leather-bound book resting on the floorboards beside her. The empty pages seemed to stare up at her, daring her to turn them. With a trembling hand, she picked it up again, the leather warm against her palm. She knew she should get up, should finish unpacking, should do something practical, anything to distract herself from the throbbing between her legs. But she couldn't. She was hooked. The anonymous writer had become a guide, a seductress whispering secrets into her ear, and Pinky was a willing student, desperate to learn every lesson.

Introduction: Black housewife finds young white stud at bookstore. Read and enjoy.... ********** "Hi, may I help you find something?" I ask as I approach a strikingly beautiful woman looking around the bookstore. "Yes," she smiles at me. "I'm looking for books on orgasms." She says it so matter-of-factly that it catches me off guard. Or maybe it's her exquisite eyes, deep brown with an almost oriental look, coupled with her mahogany complexion that makes me catch my breath.

“Oh my God, stop reading that book.” He clutches it to his chest and gasps. “This is my new favorite book. It’s giving me lots of ideas.” Rhett bookmarks the page with an actual bookmark (I couldn’t be more proud) and smirks. “I didn’t know you were such a dirty girl.” “Did you read the whole thing?”

Chapter 10: The Statement The internet moved fast. By 7AM the gossip page had forty-three thousand impressions. By 9AM it had comments. By the time she got to the bookstore for her afternoon shift, Nina had printed one out and taped it to the back of the register where only staff could see it, which was either an act of love or hostility and Liora hadn't decided which. *East side bookstore girl. Mystery woman. CEO's secret.* She pulled it down, folded it once, and put it in her pocket without saying anything.