Author: Kathleen Dienne
ISBN: 9781426890246
Genre: Erotica/ Ménage/ Sci-Fi Romance
Publisher: Carina Press
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Short tale about a happily married woman, Lila, who's boss, Jack, shows up at her house one day claiming to be her husband. For some reason he suddenly believes that she married him several years before instead of his best friend, Ryan.
When Ryan hears the tale and begins to believe it, Lila doesn't know what to think.
This is a fast, well written fun read. It is told in the first person, but it is easy to understand the feelings and motivations of the other characters in the book. I only wish it could be a little longer so that readers can hear what happens a little more into the future.
Description:
Lila was a faithful, loyal wife.
Ryan was her sexy, loving husband.
And so was Jack...?
Jack, however, was her boss, not her husband—why was he claiming her as his own? Lila had been passionately happy with Ryan for more than seven years. Yes, there'd been a moment when she'd first been attracted to Jack, but then she'd met his best friend, Ryan. They'd fallen in love and married. Jack claimed that in his world, their attraction had led to the altar.
And now she was caught between two men—two husbands—in the wildest situation Lila could ever have imagined. But what she wasn't imagining were the two men touching her, pleasing her, caressing her...
About the Author from the back of her book:
Kathleen Dienne has been a reporter, a theatrical stage manager, a ghostwriter, a sloganeer, a video game consultant and a marketing analyst. Fiction seems to be the most honest stuff that she's written.
She is very lucky to have the enthusiastic support of a brilliant husband, a delightful toddler and several elderly beagles. When she isn't writing, she's reading, and if she's not reading, she's taking photographs of the husband/toddler/beagles and making elaborate scrapbooks. Secretly, she practices Italian with those "speak and learn" CDs in hopes of someday moving to Tuscany. So far, the only person picking up Italian with any fluency is the toddler.
