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Once Upon a Wild Fling (Heartbreakers #3) by Lauren Blakely

Once Upon a Wild Fling (Heartbreakers #3) by Lauren Blakely

Cupid draw back your bow

And let your arrow go

Straight to my lover's heart for me, for me

(Cupid by Sam Cooke)

Lauren Blakely is brillant! She is the author of this trilogy of three rock musicians brothers who fall in love.

This is the third book and is about the youngest brother Miles who suddenly becomes infatuated by Roxy (his friend's sister) and it tells their adventures into lovedoom.

Miler is a single father and Roxy a very smart woman who really wants a child.

Their story is sweet, sexy and has everything you want to read. In my opinion this is the best of the three books.

Since it is written by Lauren Blakely you will adore it!!!

✔ Miles, a sexy single dad who will melt your heart!

✔ Roxy, a strong and loving heroine who makes her own choices!

✔ A proposition that'll change her world!

✔ Ben! The most adorable six-year-old you'll meet in a rom-com!

A sexy single dad, best friend's little sister romance, ONCE UPON A WILD FLING is full of heat, heart, humor and sexy times guaranteed to give readers all the things they love.

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My brother's best friend has a proposition for me. Have I mentioned he's a sexy single dad? Tell me more...

There are a million reasons why Miles Hart isn't the man I should date but allow me to enumerate the top three. He's friends with my brother, he's a single dad, and he's a sexy, in-demand rock star. He might as well wear an off-limits, totally unavailable, and don't-even-attempt-to-ride-this-ride sign.

Then he asks me to be his plus-one when his band plays at his high school reunion, and the night unfolds in ways I never expect.


I have three good reasons to keep my hands off Roxy Sterling--her brother's my business manager and good buddy, my kid is the center of my world, and the last time I fell hard for a woman I was burned so badly that my interest in relationships has gone up in flames. But once I bring Roxy's body next to mine on the dance floor, I want all the not-safe-for-work things I can't have with her. So I make a proposition.

Then I learn exactly how risky we might be.


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"These stories were exactly the kind of feel-good, made-my-heart-race, smiled-the-whole-time romances that I love to read. Deliciously sexy, totally swoon-worthy and utterly charming heroes paired with witty and smart heroines." - Danielle at Red Cheeks Reads



I sit down again, scrubbing my hand over my jaw. My son looks at me, his eyes big.



“Dad what?”

“Daddy, you’re going to play at your high school,” Ben practically shouts.

I hold up my hands. “Whoa. Not so fast.”

He crinkles his brow. “But you told everyone. You said you would. That’s so cool that you told everyone you were going to become a rock star, and you did. And now you can go back and play for them.”

William parks his chin in his hands and stares at me, batting his eyes. “What would Ed Sheeran do?”

I sigh, partly because I’m not sure if I’ll run into the same situations I try to avoid—like the come-ons at the Bingley School. But honestly, the reunion intrigues me. I loved high school. Loved the friends, loved the good times, loved how it all rolled into some of the best moments of my life. Playing at the reunion also sounds like exactly what I should do—honor the promise I made fifteen years ago. “Looks like I have a reunion to go to.”

But when William’s sister walks into the café, I’m not thinking of high school or teenage years. I’m thinking about how sexy she looks in those jeans and that green top that slopes down one shoulder, revealing pale skin I’d like to—

I slam on the brakes.

She’s your buddy’s sister. And you’re not interested in anything serious because serious sucks.

“Hey, Roxy,” I say, then do my damnedest to strike the dirty thoughts from my mind as we chat and William tells her all about my reunion promise.

Even though I’m thinking about her legs most of the time.

For the record, it’s really fucking hard not to think about something when you know you’re not supposed to—that pretty much guarantees it’s the only thing in your head.

But once the food arrives, the chicken sandwich is so insanely tasty it distracts me from imagining how my friend’s sister would look naked.

God bless chicken sandwiches.

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