Title: Our Little Secret 

Series: The Spencer Brooks Diaries Book 1
Author: S.L. Sterling
Genre: Age Gap, Instalove
Release Date: June 20, 2022
Cover Design: Thunderstruck Cover Design

Spencer Brooks was the most attractive man I’d ever laid eyes on.
He was not only our neighbor and the father to the little girl I babysat for, but he was also my father’s best friend.
All of those reasons combined should have said he was totally off-limits, but my desire for him was too strong.
After all, What could one night really hurt?

I stared out of my bedroom window down into my next-door neighbor’s backyard and watched as he walked behind his mower, cutting his lawn. I looked forward to every Saturday morning, because that was the day that Spencer would appear shirtless and do all his yard work. Spencer and his little girl, Nikki, had moved in almost a year ago now, and from the time I’d laid eyes on him, I’d wanted him. Problem was, he was a good twenty years older, divorced, and a father, and I had only turned twenty a few months ago. Not that any of that mattered, except for the fact that he was also my father’s best friend.

“Still staring at your god?” Carly questioned.

“How did you guess?”

“Well, you were actually in mid-sentence, and you just stopped talking.” Carly giggled. “That was the only logical reason I could come up with. Unless, of course, you were having a stroke.”

I rolled my eyes. “I’m sorry, but how is it even possible that he can look just as sexy in grubby sweats, covered in sweat, as he does every weekday morning when he leaves for the office dressed to the nines in a suit and tie?” I questioned. “I mean, it doesn’t help that the man is beautiful. Thick, dark hair I’d love to run my fingers through, blue eyes anyone with half a pulse could get lost in, 6’2″ and a solid wall of pure muscle that I’d love to lay under. God, how I’d love to lay under him.” I grew quiet envisioning that image. “But in all seriousness, he looks dynamite dressed in a suit, and he looks just as amazing now.”

“God, I know what the man looks like, Ainsley. His picture is plastered on every bus stop and major billboard all over the damn city.” She sighed with irritation. The topic of Spencer Brooks had dominated every conversation we’d had for the past year.

“I think he makes the city look better. You can’t honestly tell me that you don’t agree?”

The phone was silent for a moment, and then I heard a huge sigh. “Is Spencer Brooks all we are going to talk about today?”

“I’m sorry…it’s just…”

“It’s just you’re obsessed with an older man,” Carly bit out. “One who just happens to be the same age as your father, which is just gross. He’s also, in case you’ve forgotten, your soon-to-be boss! Did you forget about that? It’s seriously quite a predicament you’ve gotten yourself into.”
 
S.L. Sterling was born and raised in southern Ontario. She now lives in Northern Ontario Canada and is married to her best friend and soul mate and their two dogs. 
An avid reader all her life, S.L. Sterling dreamt of becoming an author. She decided to give writing a try after one of her favorite authors launched a course on how to write your novel. This course gave her the push she needed to put pen to paper and her debut novel “It Was Always You” was born. 
When S.L. Sterling isn’t writing or plotting her next novel she can be found curled up with a cup of coffee, blanket and the newest romance novel from one of her favorite authors on her e-reader. Her favorite authors include Kendall Ryan, Vi Keeland, Penelope Ward, Lauren Blakely, Alessandra Torre and Willow Winters. 
In her spare time, she enjoys camping, hiking, sunny destinations, spending quality time with family and friends and of course reading.
 
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