by Mia Ford
Table of Contents
Chapter 1: Conner McGee
Chapter 2: Katie O’Hara
Chapter 3: Conner/Brad
Chapter 4: Katie/Molly
Chapter 5: Conner/Brad
Chapter 6: Katie/Molly
Chapter 7: Conner/Brad
Chapter 8: Katie/Molly
Chapter 9: Conner/Brad
Chapter 10: Conner
Chapter 11: Katie
Chapter 12: Conner
Chapter 13: Katie
Chapter 14: Conner
Chapter 15: Katie
Chapter 16: Conner
Chapter 17: Katie
Chapter 18: Katie
Chapter 19: Conner
Chapter 20: Katie
Chapter 21: Conner
Chapter 22: Katie
Chapter 23: Katie
Chapter 24: Conner
Chapter 25: Katie
Chapter 26: Conner
Chapter 27: Katie
Chapter 28: Conner
Chapter 29: Conner
Chapter 30: Katie
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 34
Epilogue
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 34
Epilogue
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Epilogue 1
Epilogue 2
CHAPTER 1
CHAPTER 2
CHAPTER 3
CHAPTER 4
CHAPTER 5
CHAPTER 6
CHAPTER 7
CHAPTER 8
CHAPTER 9
CHAPTER 10
CHAPTER 11
CHAPTER 12
CHAPTER 13
CHAPTER 14
CHAPTER 15
CHAPTER 16
CHAPTER 17
CHAPTER 18
CHAPTER 19
CHAPTER 20
CHAPTER 21
CHAPTER 22
CHAPTER 23
CHAPTER 24
CHAPTER 25
CHAPTER 26
CHAPTER 27
CHAPTER 28
CHAPTER 1
CHAPTER 2
CHAPTER 3
CHAPTER 4
CHAPTER 5
CHAPTER 6
CHAPTER 7
CHAPTER 8
CHAPTER 9
CHAPTER 10
CHAPTER 11
CHAPTER 12
CHAPTER 13
CHAPTER 14
CHAPTER 15
CHAPTER 16
CHAPTER 17
CHAPTER 18
CHAPTER 19
CHAPTER 20
CHAPTER 21
CHAPTER 22
CHAPTER 23
CHAPTER 24
CHAPTER 25
Epilogue One
Epilogue Two
Chapter one
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Table of Contents
Second Chance on St. Patrick’s Day
Note from Mia
Blurb
Chapter 1: Conner McGee
Chapter 2: Katie O’Hara
Chapter 3: Conner/Brad
Chapter 4: Katie/Molly
Chapter 5: Conner/Brad
Chapter 6: Katie/Molly
Chapter 7: Conner/Brad
Chapter 8: Katie/Molly
Chapter 9: Conner/Brad
Chapter 10: Conner
Chapter 11: Katie
Chapter 12: Conner
Chapter 13: Katie
Chapter 14: Conner
Chapter 15: Katie
Chapter 16: Conner
Chapter 17: Katie
Chapter 18: Katie
Chapter 19: Conner
Chapter 20: Katie
Chapter 21: Conner
Chapter 22: Katie
Chapter 23: Katie
Chapter 24: Conner
Chapter 25: Katie
Chapter 26: Conner
Chapter 27: Katie
Chapter 28: Conner
Chapter 29: Conner
Chapter 30: Katie
Epilogue: Katie O’Hara McGee
Bonus Scene
Entangled
Blurb
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 34
Epilogue
His Brother’s Wife
Blurb:
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
C
hapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 34
Epilogue
First Time with the Major
Blurb
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Epilogue 1
One year later
Hot Deleted Scene 1: The forest
Hot Deleted Scene 2: Restrained
Hot Deleted Scene 3: It’s going to be forever
Epilogue 2
Twin Brothers
Blurb
CHAPTER 1
CHAPTER 2
CHAPTER 3
CHAPTER 4
CHAPTER 5
CHAPTER 6
CHAPTER 7
CHAPTER 8
CHAPTER 9
CHAPTER 10
CHAPTER 11
CHAPTER 12
CHAPTER 13
CHAPTER 14
CHAPTER 15
CHAPTER 16
CHAPTER 17
CHAPTER 18
CHAPTER 19
CHAPTER 20
CHAPTER 21
CHAPTER 22
CHAPTER 23
CHAPTER 24
CHAPTER 25
CHAPTER 26
CHAPTER 27
CHAPTER 28
Dirty Professor
Blurb
CHAPTER 1
CHAPTER 2
CHAPTER 3
CHAPTER 4
CHAPTER 5
CHAPTER 6
CHAPTER 7
CHAPTER 8
CHAPTER 9
CHAPTER 10
CHAPTER 11
CHAPTER 12
CHAPTER 13
CHAPTER 14
CHAPTER 15
CHAPTER 16
CHAPTER 17
CHAPTER 18
CHAPTER 19
CHAPTER 20
CHAPTER 21
CHAPTER 22
CHAPTER 23
CHAPTER 24
CHAPTER 25
Epilogue One
Epilogue Two
Love Addiction: A Never Before Published Romance Novella
Blurb
Chapter one
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
More Steamy Romance by Mia Ford
Second Chance on St. Patrick’s Day
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This is a work of fiction. While, as in all fiction, the literary perceptions and insights are based on life experiences and conclusions drawn from research, all names, characters, places and specific instances are products of the author’s imagination and used fictitiously. No actual reference to any real person, living or dead, is intended or inferred.
Note from Mia
A big thank you for choosing to download my book and read it. I am very grateful to have you on board and to thank you, I have included inside this book an Exclusive Romance Novella – “Love Addiction” which has never been published before and is only available here. So, do check that out.
Also included inside this books are 5 of my BEST SELLING NOVELS…
Entangled
His Brother’s Wife
First Time with the Major
Twin Brothers
Dirty Professor
So, sit back, grab some wine and enjoy these STEAMY ROMANCE Books!!!
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Enjoy!!!
xoxo Mia.
Mia Ford. Let Loose Your Inner Nymphos.
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Blurb
He seduced me, used me, and broke my heart.
And now…
He’s back!
My brain says ‘no.’
But my heart screams ‘yes.’
Who wins amongst the two is a different story altogether!
Well, let’s just say, Conner McGee is a HARD man to forget.
I had no idea that a one night stand would lead to this.
Our lives are full of lies, secrets and seduction.
He stole my heart long before I found the truth.
Maybe I did not see it coming.
Maybe that’s why it hurts so bad.
Maybe that’s why they say timing and love never go together.
Chapter 1: Conner McGee
She told me her name was Polly. Or Dolly or Molly or something like that. I can’t really remember it too clearly now. In fact, the whole night is kind of a blur. I remember that it was really, really loud in the bar, and so crowded you had to elbow your way through. And we had to yell and lean in close to hear each other speak.
It was New Year’s Eve, after all, and the packed crowd was already rowdy and drunk by the time I arrived. I was more than a little drunk myself. So was she. All I can remember clearly now is gazing into her gorgeous green eyes, the freckles that dotted her perfect little nose, her plump lips… I remember wishing that I could rip off her clothes and make mad, passionate love to her right there on the bar. Now that would have been one hell of a party favor!
She had red hair… flaming red hair that cascaded over her shoulders and hung across her face when she looked up at me. She would give me this little seductive glance each time she tucked her hair behind her ear, as if she were inviting me to do it for her. I wanted to touch her cheek with my fingertips. I wanted to put my tongue in her ear and trail it down the slope of her elegant neck. I felt an ache for this woman I barely knew. I can’t really explain it even today.
Her eyes were the color of jade and her lips, holy fuck, those gorgeous lips. She wore red lipstick and would slide her tongue slowly across her lips when I looked at her. I wanted to suck on her tongue. I wanted to slide my tongue into her mouth.
And then there was that body. That killer fucking body. She was tall and curvy and had big tits and this round ass that I wanted to dig my fingers into. She was wearing a tight red sweater and black skinny jeans and knee-high boots. I stood there trying to carry on a conversation with her, but my brain had already started undressing her and sending signals to my cock to get ready to play.
Okay, hang on, let me back up a little bit to give you the whole story so you don’t think I’m a total asshole just out on New Year’s Eve looking for something strange to fuck. I mean, that ended up being the case, but there’s far more to the
story than that.
I was not just out cruising to get laid that night. To the contrary, I had the numbers of a dozen girls in my iPhone that I could have called if I just wanted a quick fuck. When you’re a young, good looking, rich investment banker in New York City, there is no shortage of pussy at your disposal, even on New Year’s Eve. I could have booty-called a dozen girls, but I didn’t. Like I said, I did not start out the evening planning to get laid by anyone, especially a gorgeous redhead I had never met before or seen since.
I was in the back of my limo headed to the annual New Year’s Eve shindig at my friend Reed Helstrom’s penthouse in midtown Manhattan when I got a text from Andy Whitlock, an old college buddy who happened to be in town for the night. He was hanging out with friends at O’Grady’s, an Irish pub across town away the chaos that was Times Square on New Year’s Eve. Did I want to come by for a quick drink? I figured, why the hell not. The night was young and maybe slumming a little before going to Reed’s swanky party would be fun. The one thing I’d come to learn about drinking with rich assholes like Reed was, the drunker they get, the bigger assholes they become. Myself included.
I had the driver drop me off at O’Grady’s and told him to drive around until I texted him to pick me up. Even though O’Grady’s was blocks away from Times Square, the sidewalk was still teeming with revelers, most of them drunk off their asses or well on their way. I pushed my way through the crowd and went inside to look for my friend, Andy. I found him belly up to the bar chatting up with two gorgeous women. One of them was a curvy black girl with beautiful brown eyes and the other one was Polly. Or Molly. Whatever.
I think my mouth hung open when I saw her for the first time Naturally pretty, with the aforementioned flaming red hair and fair Irish skin and eyes so green I thought they had to be contacts (they weren’t). She seemed to do a double take when she saw me, as well. She watched me as Andy put me into a bear hug, then glanced at her friend and wiggled her eyebrows. I took it as a sign that the night might get very interesting.
Andy introduced the black girl as a former coworker from his contract law days in DC, Monique Griggs. I knew Andy was the biggest pussy hound no matter where he worked, so Monique was probably an old flame or recent fuck buddy. The way she was hanging onto Andy’s arm told me she was more than just an old coworker. Good for Andy. She was drop dead gorgeous. Monique shook my hand and introduced the gorgeous redhead as her roommate. It was so loud I missed her name, but did not miss her smile. Or the way her eyes locked onto mine.
Andy and I chatted for a minute while the girls ordered another round of drinks (on Andy’s tab) and I shucked off my coat and gloves and gave them to a passing waitress for safe keeping. She looked at me as if I’d shoved a dog turd in her hand rather than a two-thousand dollar overcoat, and told me in no uncertain terms that taking my coat was not her fucking job.