Teaser Tuesday

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"Why, Nigel, why? We're getting on so well. We're good together. I thought we had something special. I love you. I don't want to break up with you." Then she'd tried to seduce him out of his decision with sex; it was the only bargaining counter she had, really; It always came back to that. She seemed to think if a woman gave a man everything he wanted in the bedroom, he'd give her everything she wanted out of it. That was where she showed her naivety." (Lion Fiction)

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Shaina said…
Aww, poor gal. :( I hope she finds what she's looking for.

My TT: http://shainareads.blogspot.com/2014/12/a-few-tuesday-memes-2.html
December 16, 2014 at 8:27 AM
Faith Hope and Cherrytea said…
HapPy TT!
Mine's the new release from Of Love and War series HOPE RISING
December 16, 2014 at 8:54 AM
Unknown said…
Kind of sad for her. Her insecurity is driving her need.
Here's my TT - http://fuonlyknew.com/2014/12/16/teaser-tuesdays-92-dependent/
December 16, 2014 at 6:00 PM
Tea said…
Thanks for coming by. Congrats on your new release.
December 17, 2014 at 11:44 PM
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