Her Cherry By Penelope Bloom
Book/Novel Author: Penelope Bloom
Book/Novel Title: Her Cherry
**Howd I meet her?
Well, a gentleman never brags.
Thankfully, Im no gentleman.
First, I paid for her cherry (pie, but thats not the point),
Next, I deflowered her.
After that? I left my business card and walked out like I owned the place.
Yeah, you could say we hit it off.**
How did I meet William?
He walked into my bakery, bought a cherry pie, stole a vase of flowersI still have no idea what he wanted with themand left his business card.
Before I say what I did with the business card, I should clarify something:
William couldnt have walked into my life at a worse time.
My bakery was failing.
My creepy ex refused to leave me alone.
Oh, and I was a twenty-five-year-old virgin, a fact my friends refused to stop hassling me about.
Fixing my little virginity problem with William would be like swatting a fly with a hammer. Overkill, but the best kind.
William was stupid hot, the kind of hot that makes women do stupid things. The kind of hot that made me think *crazy* things. Like thinking the fly wouldnt even mind getting hammered by William and his washboard abs. That makes two of us.
So I called him.
Maybe it was against my better judgment. Maybe I was stepping into a disaster waiting to happen.
I knew I was in trouble when he chuckled in that deep, sexy voice of his over the phone and said, Im still craving your cherry. Do you deliver? **