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Well Hung [MultiFormat]
eBook by M. L. Rhodes
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eBook Category: Erotica
eBook Description:  Gabe Jackson is one sexy hunk of a man. He's the bare-chested carpenter all the women are swooning over on the new cable TV renovation show, Dream Room. But Jen Hunter has never watched the program. So when she wins one of Dream Room's coveted "kitchen makeovers" she has no idea the carpenter who arrives to do the job might be interested in more than just her cabinets...
eBook Publisher: Amber Quill Press, Published: http://amberquill.com, 2004
Fictionwise Release Date: October 2004
103 Reader Ratings:
Available eBook Formats [MultiFormat - What's this?]: eReader (PDB) [49 KB]
, ePub (EPUB) [75 KB]
, Rocket/REB1100 (RB) [21 KB]
, Portable Document Format (PDF) [305 KB]
, Palm Doc (PDB) [22 KB]
, Microsoft Reader (LIT) [73 KB]
, Franklin eBookMan (FUB) [93 KB]
, hiebook (KML) [84 KB]
, Sony Reader (LRF) [85 KB]
, iSilo (PDB) [18 KB]
, Mobipocket (PRC) [23 KB]
, Kindle Compatible (MOBI) [66 KB]
, OEBFF Format (IMP) [35 KB]
Words: 6598
Reading time: 18-26 min.
Microsoft Reader (LIT) Format: Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud ENABLED
Portable Document Format (PDF) Format: Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud DISABLED
All Other formats: Printing DISABLED, Read-aloud DISABLED
ISBN: 159279226X
 
"June 2004 Recommended Read! Hot, sexy, delicious, and I was dreaming of men in tool belts for days!"--Tracey West, Road to Romance
"5 Stars! A burning short story you shouldn't miss!"--Julie Esparza, Just Erotic Romance Reviews "M. L. Rhodes writes an excellent short story--a perfect summer read!"--Bea Sigman, Romance Junkies
"Gabe," she finally managed to whisper, drowning in the sultry depths of his eyes.
"Jen." His breath brushed dangerously close to her ear. He smelled like sandalwood soap and freshly cut sawdust. Her senses swam at the familiar scent, and the pull in her belly became a full-fledged, sweet-hot clench. He dropped a hand onto the stack of papers on the table and leaned closer to her. "Sign them, darlin', and I'll take care of your damned kitchen and make this worth your while," he rumbled in that gravelly voice she'd almost, but not quite, forgotten. "I?" "You do trust me, don't you?" One eyebrow rose in challenge. "You did--once." Trust him? Had he forgotten? Had he forgiven her? My God, Gabriel Jackson was standing in her kitchen, leaning over her chair. Gabriel from her long ago hometown of Rock Creek. Another realization shot through her. This was the man Leslie and all the other women in North Carolina drooled over? The famous Dream Room, hard-bodied carpenter, who sawed and sweated with his shirt off on TV every week? That hunk was her Gabe? "Well?" he pressed, his steady stare daring her to refuse. "I--I trust you."
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