Total pages in book: 23
Estimated words: 21508 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 108(@200wpm)___ 86(@250wpm)___ 72(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 21508 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 108(@200wpm)___ 86(@250wpm)___ 72(@300wpm)
Read Online Books/Novels: | (Whiskey Run Sugar #1) One Night Love |
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Author/Writer of Book/Novel: | Hope Ford |
| Language: | English |
| ISBN/ ASIN: | B09PMK7VDS |
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My one-night stand wants more. I’ve always been a plus size girl, and I’ve finally learned to love myself just the way I am. I was tired of men that only wanted me behind closed doors, so I swore them off and said I was done. But two years without…uh… companionship and well, let’s just say I have an itch that needs scratched. So I’m doing this my way. I found the perfect guy. He’s only in town for a week, plus he’s a hot alpha football player that makes me feel dainty and petite. One night. No strings. But you know what they say about the best laid plans… If you enjoy instalove, steamy stories where the beautiful, curvy plus size woman knows her worth and gets the hot alpha man, then you’ll love the Whiskey Run: Sugar series. Each book in the series is a standalone. | |
| Books in Series: | Whiskey Run Sugar Series by Hope Ford |
| Books by Author: | Hope Ford |
Chapter 1
April
“Carrie?” the man asks.
I shake my head, already over this game he’s playing.
“Katherine?”
Again, I smile but shake my head. It’s a small smile. I don’t want to encourage him, but I also don’t want to hurt his feelings. I’d been at the bar, sitting at a table close to the entrance for less than five minutes when the man introduced himself as Thomas and sat down next to me. He’s nice enough and friendly in a funny way. But I’m not interested. I know I shouldn’t judge a man by what he looks like. Heck, I hate it when a man looks at my curves and I see the judgment on his face. Which is why I’m being nice. But the truth is, I like a man that is big. Bigger than me with broad shoulders, a wide chest, and a big, thick body. Thomas is not any of those things. Plus, he looks like he’s barely old enough to be here.
I can’t help laughing, though, and I look at him skeptically. “Do I really look like a Katherine?”
He tilts his head to the side as if really considering my question. “Nope, not Katherine. Rachel?”
I blow out a breath. What am I doing? Well, I know what I want to be doing, but it’s not looking good. When I delivered cupcakes to Violet at Red’s Diner today, she invited me and the rest of the girls from Sugar Glaze to come out tonight. Violet’s husband is the running back for the Jasper Eagles. Their season ended, and they were all coming out to get together before some of their teammates leave to go out of town. I guess the team doesn’t get back together for training until spring, so they’ll have a few months off.
When she invited me, I knew I had to come. First of all, it’s in Jasper, which is thirty minutes away from our small town of Whiskey Run. And I’m not cutting on my small hometown, but the picking for men is dwindling fast. Plus, for what I have in mind, it’s better here in Jasper. If I wanted a man, a white picket fence, and two point five kids, I’d be fine in Whiskey Run. But I don’t want forever. No, I’m just looking for one night. I just want to blow off some steam and then I’ll be back to my regular, independent self. And I can’t do that in Whiskey Run without the whole town knowing about it.
“Not Rachel either,” I mutter, looking around the bar. It’s filling up fast, and I’m pretty sure it’s because word has gotten around that players from the Jasper Eagles are going to be here. I’m looking for Violet or even her husband, Josh. He’d be easy to spot because I’m sure there would be a crowd around him. Too bad Emery, Becca, and Tara didn’t come with me. We all work at the bakery together, and we spend a lot of time together outside of work. Emery had a date tonight, but I don’t know why she even bothers. Every one she goes on, she finds something wrong with the guy. I think she’s still hooked on her ex-husband, even though she denies it. And then Becca was at home, refusing to go out. She’s still recovering from her breakup with the two-timer, and even though the other girls and I agreed to give her time, I think her time is almost up. She needs to get back out there. And then Tara had plans with her new boyfriend.
“Jennifer?” Thomas asks, leaning across the table.
I lean back. “Nope. Not Jennifer either. I’m sorry, Thomas, but really, my boyfriend should be here any minute.”
He doesn’t believe me. It’s obvious he doesn’t by the way his eyes widen and he stares at me without blinking. I don’t give myself away, though. I keep my face unguarded and smile at him. Damn, I really don’t want to hurt his feelings, but he’s not taking a hint at all.
“Okay, well, I’ll just hang out here and make sure you’re okay until he gets here. I’ll keep you safe.”
I start to stutter. “Thank you but...” My phone starts to ring, and Violet’s picture shows up on the caller ID. “Sorry, I need to get this,” I tell Thomas and put the phone up to my ear.
“Hey, Vi!” I answer.
“Ugh, don’t kill me...”
“What’s wrong?” I ask her as Thomas perks up next to me.
“Our babysitter fell through. I’m so sorry, April.”
I’m bummed, but I don’t want her to feel guilty. “No, don’t apologize, I completely understand. Really, I promise.”
“Look, I’m going to have Josh call his friend that is going to be there and he’s going to find you and make sure you make it out to your car safely, so stay put, don’t move.”