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    A Friend and a Lover: A Friend, #1
    A Friend and a Lover: A Friend, #1
    A Friend and a Lover: A Friend, #1
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    A Friend and a Lover: A Friend, #1

    By Tressie Lockwood

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    Prequel to Diamond.

    Asia Jordan has been hurt too many times by men who claim to care about her. They always end up walking out when she wants to wait on intimacy. When she meets Colin, she vows this time she's in it for the sex and nothing else. But Colin won't be happy with Asia's body alone. He wants the whole package, heart and all.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherTressie Lockwood
    Release dateNov 20, 2014
    ISBN9781502206992
    A Friend and a Lover: A Friend, #1

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      The story of Asia and Colin was very sweet and equally as sensual. I'd definitely read it again in the future. I'm a huge fan of Ms Lockwood as it stand. Both Colin and Asia are so likeable, and Colin's dedication and love for Asia is really sweet. I fell in love with the alpha in Colin, but also his sensitive side which allowed him to handle Asia so delicately and lovingly. Loved it :)

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    A Friend and a Lover - Tressie Lockwood

    Prologue

    I’m sorry, Asia, but I don’t think it’s working out between us. Leon held up his hands in defeat, as if he had been battling making it work with me all this time. Forget about the fact that I stood by him while he was trying to get his music career off the ground. Now, it just wasn’t working?

    I know what this is about, Leon. That I wanted to wait until we were sure of our feelings before being intimate? Even as I said the words, I wanted to drop to the floor and wrap my arms around his well-toned rich mocha legs to beg him not to leave me. I had more dignity than that. Admit it, I demanded.

    That’s not it. I just feel like we’re going two different directions right now. He wouldn’t look me in the eye. The loser knew how much I loved him. At the tears I fought to swallow, he became angry. Look, you know how it is, Asia. A man has needs. How long did you think we’d be together without having sex? I’m sorry, but I have to go.

    With that, he walked out my door, all his stuff he’d left at my house in hopes that I would ask him to just spend the night was packed in a box under his arm. And that’s what I got for holding out, for being raised by a mother who thought I should keep myself rather than jump into bed with the first man who showed interest. Good idea, Ma. Thanks. The tears flowed for days.

    Chapter One

    I woke up with the sun shining on my face, silken sheets caressing my body and the enticing scent of a man’s cologne clinging to my pillow. The only problem with this slow lazy awakening was that my bedroom window faced west, I didn’t own any silk sheets and I’d never had a man in my bed.

    With this jarring realization that something was wrong, I came fully awake only to find my situation went from questionable to alarming. I was buck naked beneath the umber colored sheet and next to me, snoring softly, was a man. His unruly dark brown hair curled on his neck and around his forehead like a young boy’s. I couldn’t help but think how cute it was, especially with long sooty lashes resting against his cheeks in sleep and the strong jaw line with a five o’clock shadow gracing his chin.

    The problem was, I’d never seen this man before in my life, and had no recollection of how I ended up in this bed or this house for that matter. Fear of what had happened to me the night before tightened the muscles of my stomach. All warm and cozy feelings left me. What happened last night?

    I inched further away from him and then nearly cried out when I realized I was sore between my legs. No, no, no! I couldn’t have, not with this man I didn’t know. Did he? My mind would not form the words.

    Glancing around for my clothes and still moving to the edge of the bed as carefully as possible to keep from waking him, I saw that the room was designed for a man. Earth tones, strong sturdy furniture and clothes strewn about every available surface, none of which were mine. Tucking the covers around me, I bent over the side of the bed. Nothing.

    While I chewed my nail, trying to figure out what to do, the phone rang. I nearly fell on my face in surprise. Soon I heard his deep voice with a sexy British accent on the answering machine telling the caller to leave a message. Well, he couldn’t be all bad, could he? He still used the old-fashioned answering machine instead of the phone company’s. And then the pouty voice of a woman came on. Colin, where are you? I missed you yesterday. Call me.

    I frowned. Colin? A memory flashed in my mind from the night before. The man in the bed I’d just left, smiling with confidence, Hi, I’m Colin.

    In a hurry, I had crashed head long into him, and then became fully aware of the steel he hid beneath every inch of his skin. The breath left my body, and I thought he would let me go, but his arms encircled me, holding me prisoner against his chest. When he didn’t immediately free me, I’d looked up into his rugged, sexy face. I’d lost the ability to speak, and that’s when he told me his name.

    No more of what happened between us would come to mind, but obviously the man was a player. One woman in his bed, another on the phone. A few swallows and deep breaths

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