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Suave

Crystal Summers

Published December 28th 2014
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Kindle Edition
86 pages
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A Sizzling New Gay Paranormal Romance NovellaRich. Handsome. Unattainable. Exactly how Nico Pierce likes themNico Pierce is down on his luck. Love has passed him by and it’s starting to look as if life is going to do the same. He’s more or lessMore A Sizzling New Gay Paranormal Romance NovellaRich. Handsome. Unattainable. Exactly how Nico Pierce likes themNico Pierce is down on his luck. Love has passed him by and it’s starting to look as if life is going to do the same. He’s more or less resigned to working a dead-end job in a shitty cafe when a chance encounter with Chase Jackson, a debonair male supermodel turned billionaire business owner, leads to him getting the opportunity of a lifetime.It’s an offer that’s almost too good to be true and Nico slowly finds himself falling for the affable and charming billionaire. Unfortunately, Chase Jackson has a dark secret Nico doesn’t know about…Word Count: 16,000 WordsExcerpt:He grins at me again. “Maybe. Some people know me. Some people don’t.” He leans against the table, and his abs pop out even more. Not that I was noticing. “What’s your name, barista cum delivery fellow?”“I’m Nico,” I say, extending my hand out in greeting, “And you are?”“The name’s Chase. Chase Jackson.” He pauses for a short while after saying his full name, almost as if he’s waiting for me to acknowledge who he is. I have nothing to offer. Without missing a beat, he continues, “Has anyone ever told you how striking your features are?”I was a little taken aback. Here was possibly one of the best looking men I’d ever set my eyes upon telling me how striking my features were. Would wonders never cease? “Erm, not in those exact words, no.” I say.“Well, you do. Unconventional but not so unconventional that it’s off-putting.” He scans me from top to toe and I’m starting to feel a little uncomfortable being judged by this guy, no matter how sexy he is. I mean, seriously, who on earth does he think he is, sizing me up and telling me I’m not off-putting.“Thanks,” I say, trying to be polite, “You’re not too shabby yourself.”