Resultados para "Tequila, Tequila" en Contemporánea

Don’t sleep with your best friend. Take it from me. I did it. And it was awful - I-wish-the-tequila-made-me-forget kind of bad. The problem is, Luke has forgotten. He swears that he can’t remember a thing about that night beyond the trays of tequila shots being set on the tables. But I can't forget. I can’t forget how good his hands felt until I fell over and hit my hip on the dresser, and I sure as hell can’t forget the entire two minutes.

The mess that is my life started with one too many tequila shots. Well, I guess you could say the disaster really started two years ago when I met Sterling Jacobson, my best friend's older brother, for the first time. He's off limits, someone I can never have. So why do I have to want him the most? I really need to get him—and the night we shared—out of my head. There's no better way to do that than on a summer trip to Sicily with my best friend. That was the plan until everything went sideways.

When we graduated from college, my friends and I made a pact that we would only play Truth or Tequila five more times—at each of our bachelorette parties. Tonight's number four and it couldn't come at a worse time. I have a meeting with a new client tomorrow. I can't be hungover. I'm already at a disadvantage with the client. I'm not much of a sports fan. I don't even know who the players are, but I guess I'll worry about that tomorrow. Tonight, it seems that, once again, I'm destined for tequila and bad decisions.

It was destiny - the night I met Hudson Demasi. We spent one incredible night together under a haze of tequila - a perfect night. And when I woke the next day, he was gone.... I never expected to see him again - especially not five years later standing on a stage in front of thousands of screaming fans as none other than hot new country artist Hudson James.

It was destiny - the night I met Hudson Demasi. I remember how effortlessly he stole my heart - his dark eyes and quick smile forever etched into my mind. We spent one incredible night together under a haze of tequila - a perfect night. And when I woke the next day, he was gone. I never expected to see him again - especially not five years later standing on a stage in front of thousands of screaming fans as none other than hot, new country artist, Hudson James.

It started on a dance floor after too much tequila, and ended with looking into the handsome face I never thought I’d see again.... In person, at least. I saw his face all the time on magazine covers. To the world, he’s Parker Callahan — famous rockstar. To me, he was the boy I loved; the stepbrother who left me behind to follow his dreams.In person, at least. I saw his face all the time on magazine covers. To the world, he’s Parker Callahan — famous rockstar. To me, he was the boy I loved; the stepbrother who left me behind to follow his dreams.

He tasted like tequila and the fake name I gave him was Rose. Four years ago, I decided to get over one man, by getting under another. A single night and nothing more. I found my handsome stranger with a shot glass and charming but devilish smile at the end of the bar. The desire that hit his eyes the second they landed on me ignited a spark inside me, instant and hot. He was perfect and everything I didn’t know I needed.

Charlotte hat immer alles im Griff. Als Hochzeitsplanerin ist sie organisiert und geht in ihren Aufgaben im elterlichen Betrieb voll auf. Aber das Schicksal meint es nicht gut mit ihr. Nach einem Junggesellinnenabschied hat sie nicht nur die Erinnerungen an den One-Night-Stand verloren, sondern auch ihr Herz an den charmanten Karaokesänger Jonas. Aber bei ihrem stressigen Job hat sie sowieso genug um die Ohren und keine Zeit für die Liebe - sagt sie. Dennoch will sie nur eines: Jonas wieder sehen.

When he insults her teammates, she goes for blood. And finds out what payback is like from someone with an inventive, dirty mind. Harley already knows the dominant, gorgeous man at her friend’s poolside party–because she made him bleed the last time they met. And Damien, a.k.a. Dimples, holds a mean grudge. She’d love to keep her distance, but Harley needs his help. Damien owns the best investigation agency in Palm Springs, and she has to find someone fast. Her youngest, most vulnerable client is missing, and Harley has a bad feeling.

End the Past by Rick Brooklyn Scott is a raw and emotionally charged narrative that plunges into the devastating aftermath of a long-term relationship shattered by betrayal and infidelity.

No one understands my obsession with my best friend's bodyguard. They don't see the sweet man inside the stoic exterior. The one who buys me novels and thinks I don't know he follows me home. He's fighting feelings for me despite what he calls "professional boundaries." When he volunteers to marry me so I can access my trust fund, I'm more convinced than ever. But it takes more than a Vegas wedding to make a marriage. And that prenup I never thought we'd need? It may be the one thing to save us.

Four years, nine months, and twelve days ago, Franki Lennox left New York to study abroad. In all that time, I've never even thought of touching another woman. Now, she's back. But a ticking clock on a family ultimatum means there's no time to convince my sister's friend that she and I are meant to be. I'll earn her love after I put a ring on Franki's finger. It's true that I know more about body armor than I do romance. But, surely, I can figure out how to woo my wife.

They say I married Clarissa Harcourt for her father's company. They're wrong. When your mentor makes a dying wish that you'll marry his daughter... you do it. Especially when you're halfway in love with her already. Unfortunately, this marriage of convenience is anything but convenient. Clarissa doesn't know about the tattoos I hide under bespoke suits or my more than skin-deep scars. She's too vulnerable—and I'm too broken—for us to be more than married without benefits.

It’s been three years. It’s time to let go of the past. When a man covered in tattoos walks into the bar where I work, with a guitar case slung over his back and a determined swagger, I think I’m finally ready to move on...until I see his guitar. I’d recognize it anywhere. It was the last gift Nate ever received from his father.

Four years ago, I decided to get over one man, by getting under another. A single night and nothing more. I found my handsome stranger with a shot glass and charming but devilish smile at the end of the bar. The desire that hit his eyes the second they landed on me ignited a spark inside me, instant and hot. He was perfect and everything I didn’t know I needed. That one night may have ended, but I left with much more than a memory.

One man loved me when I didn’t even like myself. The town whispered that we were star-crossed lovers...among other things. He was my first love, but so out of reach with where fate had taken me. With a little girl to look after and a past I wished I didn’t have, things were never going to be easy when it came to my life in this small town. Let alone my love life.

In this small town, everyone talks... and they all know I'm head over heels for my boss. I didn't know I had a type until he came to town. His charming smile and rough laugh did a number on me. It's the way I found him always looking my way though, with his piercing gaze, that really did me in. We'd share a glance. I'd blush. Then we'd pretend there wasn't sexual tension piled high between us. First it was a look, then it was a touch, then it was late nights after work.