Jennifer Dawson

The Name of the Game

“An author to watch out for.” --RT Book Reviews
Some people follow the rules. . .
A professor of forensic anthropology, James Donovan is the reasonable sibling among the passionate, impulsive Donovans. But there's nothing reasonable about his reaction to baker Gracie Roberts. She's all wild curls and mouth-watering curves, as deliciously tempting as the sugary treats she's famous for--and twice as irritating. But before long, James decides that getting a taste of her is one indulgence he can't pass up. . .
Some people play to win. . .
Independent, smart, and sexy, Gracie's year-long dry spell has her itching for a man. Responsible, health-obsessed James? Not in a million years! She needs a guy who knows how to let loose! But when James sets out to show her just how satisfying a disciplined man can be when pleasure is at stake, she learns just how sweet--and spicy--he really is.
Have James and Gracie found the recipe for love?
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1949

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    Uhhh i love the Donavans 🤩😍

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    So good

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    Merylhar citeretsidste år
    “You’re mine, Gracie. And all that comes with it. You belong to me. Understood?”

    He’d never made such a possessive, caveman-like claim before, but deep down he meant every single word.
    Merylhar citeretsidste år
    I like order. And calm. You’re chaos and fire.”

    Her breath caught and held, as sex seemed to fill the space between them. She opened her mouth—to say what, she hadn’t a clue—but before she could get any words out his lips covered hers.
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    Thank you,” she said, her breath catching.

    “But I’m not in the mood for cupcakes.”

    “This isn’t much of a negotiation.” Heat raced along her skin.

    His fingers tightened on her waist. “Take off your top, Gracie.”

    Two could play this game. She shook her head. “First chocolate.”

    “Arms up.” He inched the fabric up her waist.
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