"What lies beneath my veiled perfection is the ugly
truth—my truth, my reality, my destiny."
Vivian Graham has an acceptance letter
into Harvard, a badass tattoo, loyal friends, ties to marijuana, a penchant for
Dunkin’ Donuts, and her pesky V-card.
Everyday she takes the Red Line to her
job at The Green Pot in Boston while her friends enter the coveted, black iron
gates to higher learning. The ramifications from a tragic accident have put her
life on hold while time marches on for everyone around her.
After graduating from Harvard Law, Boston
native, Oliver Konrad, moves to Portland to start his career and his life.
Three years later, after a horrific discovery, he returns home to trade in his
three-piece suit for leather work boots and his suburban home for a condo in
Cambridge.
All he brought back to the East Coast was
an aversion to pillows and secrets he keeps hidden behind a mysterious locked
door. Oliver’s days are predictable and his nights are lonely until he meets
Vivian on the subway. Her long raven hair, green eyes, and mile-long legs are
achingly sexy, but the way she "innocently" fingers and licks her
Boston Kreme doughnut can only be described in two words—complete torture.
When their paths cross at every turn,
laughter is abundant, friendship is easy, and love is unintentional. However,
their future seems improbable.
Jewel E Ann
Jewel is a free-spirited romance junkie with a quirky
sense of humor.
With 10 years of flossing lectures under her belt, she
took early retirement from her dental hygiene career to stay home with her
three awesome boys and manage the family business.
After her best friend of nearly 30 years suggested a few
books from the Contemporary Romance genre, Jewel was hooked. Devouring two and
three books a week but still craving more, she decided to practice sustainable
reading, AKA writing.
When she’s not donning her cape and saving the planet one
tree at a time, she enjoys yoga with friends, good food with family, rock
climbing with her kids, watching How I Met Your Mother reruns, and of
course…heart-wrenching, tear-jerking, panty-scorching novels.
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