

★★★★★ Review – “I wasn’t sure I would like a book about a girl and her dads best friend but WOW! I was definitely wrong! S.L. Sterling definitely changed my mind!”★★★★★ Review – “This one was steamy taboo and oh so yummy I can’t wait for more of Ainsley and Spencer !Definitely a yummy must read 📚”


While he was reading, I couldn’t help but let my eyes roam over his muscular arms and broad, strong chest and shoulders. I was completely lost in thought as to what he must feel like when he cleared his throat and my eyes flashed to his face. I had no idea how long he had been watching me watch him, but the smirk he wore told me it had been long enough. I wanted to die. How embarrassing. I could feel the heat in my cheeks as I met his eyes.
“Here it is!” Dad said, coming back into the kitchen and placing the drill on the counter. He was completely oblivious to the way Spencer looked at me.
I cleared my throat and reached for something in the cupboard so my father couldn’t see my flushed cheeks. As I let out a breath and turned back to them, my father sat back down, grabbed his beer, and took a swig, and then began talking with Spencer again as if I weren’t even in the room.
I slowly faded out of the conversation as I watched Spencer grip the neck of his beer bottle, bring it to his lips, and tip his head back, emptying the bottle’s contents. I couldn’t help but watch the taught muscles in his throat as he swallowed. Then my eyes traveled to his large, muscular hands once again. God he hand nice hands. A pulse of excitement ran through me as I wondered what it would feel like if they were on my body, touching me in places that I’d only ever imagined being touched in. Carly was right, this had to stop. There was no way I could spend my summer in this state, nor be like this while I worked under him, I mean beside him. Spencer placed the bottle on the table and his eyes wandered back over to me, and then he flashed that sexy smirk in my direction.

