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Well… as you will see this was not a favorite of mine, but I loved the chapter titles, so much so that I have found a bracelet that says ‘Dicknotized’ on it! You can purchase this cuff from the Pretty Ugly Design Shop on Etsy! For the Dicknotized cuff click here or the image below!
“I’m just like a bad penny too. I always turn up. There’s no getting rid of me.”
Well, I really really wanted to love this story! I was excited to finally find a promiscuous heroine in Penny, but the reason behind why she was the way she was just irritated me. And just really over the top for me. I moved past that and I was like oh well we all have our quirks, but then they first 40% give or take was the couple banging! Gah! Once you get passed that the story really picks up and I really enjoyed it, but I can’t give this all the stars when most of read was sex.
“I don’t need a man to be happy. I just need a man for my vagina to be happy but that b***h doesn’t run my life.”
This was a very frustrating read for me, I did love our hero though flat out adored him and hated the heart break that he had to endure, but all is fair in love and war and I’m glad that love conquered all once again.
If you want a ‘banging’ read, check this out, I’m sure you will enjoy it more than I did!
Nothing good comes after the third date.
See, date three is the crucial point when things get real, which is exactly why I bounce out the door, twiddling my fingers at whatever poor boy I’ve left behind. Because if I stick around, one of three things will happen: he’ll profess his undying love, he gets weird and stalky, or I’ll go crazy. Like, Sid and Nancy crazy. Like, chase-him-through-the-streets-begging-him-to-love-me crazy.
Seriously, it’s better for everyone this way.
So when I meet Bodie, I figure it’ll be the same as it ever was. It doesn’t matter that he doesn’t put a single string on me. Doesn’t matter that he’s funny and smart and jacked and can play my body like a grand piano. Because even though I’m built for love, love has only carved me up like a Christmas ham.
Resistance is something I can only hang on to for so long, and he has persistence in spades. But my heart isn’t as safe as I want to believe, and neither is his. And the second I ignore my cardinal rule is the second I stand to lose him forever.
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Staci has been a lot of things up to this point in her life — a graphic designer, an entrepreneur, a seamstress, a clothing and handbag designer, a waitress. Can’t forget that. She’s also been a mom, with three little girls who are sure to grow up to break a number of hearts. She’s been a wife, though she’s certainly not the cleanest, or the best cook. She’s also super, duper fun at a party, especially if she’s been drinking whiskey.
From roots in Houston to a seven year stint in Southern California, Staci and her family ended up settling somewhere in between and equally north, in Denver. They are new enough that snow is still magical. When she’s not writing, she’s reading, sleeping, gaming, or designing graphics.
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