Friday, 16 October 2015


Check out A Love Called Simon by Sandi Lynn!

No more men.
No more rich men.

That was what I vowed when I left New York and moved to Seattle until I met Simon Young, CEO of Young International, one of the largest luxury hotel chains in the world. He desired me and I let him. I was fully aware of his love for women and his hatred for relationships but I decided to play his game. I had a void that needed to be fulfilled and Simon Young was the man who could do it. Entering into a physical relationship only was the plan. No strings and no emotions allowed. But plans are made to be changed and rules are meant to be broken. We grew closer and I was falling in love, but Simon had a secret. A secret that would destroy everything. He was about to lose me and I was willing to walk away.

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Sandi Lynn, A New York Times, USA Today and Wall Street Journal bestselling author, spends her days writing full-time to provide her readers romance novels that will whisk them away to another world. She has a severe coffee addiction and can usually be found hanging out at the local Starbucks with her laptop, sipping lattes, and writing her books.



As I pretended to read, I kept stealing little glances at the guy across the aisle. He was on his laptop and he looked so confident and poised. Did I mention how fucking hot he was? He was definitely a corporate man. His eyes diverted my way and I quickly looked back down at my Kindle.

When we finally landed in New York, the man from across the aisle stood up, took down my bag, and handed it to me with a smile.

I hope you enjoyed the flight.

I did. Thank you.I smiled back as I took the bag from him.

Tell your friend there that I said hes a complete dick and you can do better than him.

He held out his hand and motioned for me to exit the plane first while he followed, leaving Brendon at least two people behind me.

What the fuck? Did you see what that guy did? He let you out and cut me off. I should have decked him.

Let it go, Brendon. Were both tired and you need a good nights sleep. God knows you didnt get any the last four days.

It was all worth it, sweets.

As we exited the doors to the airport, I watched as the man that sat in the seat across the aisle from me on Flight 2225 climb into a black limousine and pull away.

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