**Mature Content** Recommended for ages 17+ due to sexual content and language.
The only way to have a friend is to be one…especially between the sheets…
When neurotically challenged and unlucky in love Megan Daniels is propositioned by her life-long friend Ben Romano with a coin toss (heads, they sleep together, tails, they don’t) the night before they are about to attend a destination wedding, she drunkenly accepts his challenge. But when Megan wakes up the next morning with a bad hang-over and Ben in her bed, she is more than mortified. It isn’t until the tropical heat begins to ignite emotions Megan never believed or thought she could possibly have, when she starts to question if risking their friendship is the answer to finding true love.
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Amanda Cowen is the author of the
New Adult Contemporary Romance
BETWEEN FRIENDS. She is also an “It’s Always Sunny in
Philadelphia” fanatic, a country music junkie, and a hater of
roller coasters (they terrify her!). When she isn't trapped at
her computer writing her next story, she can be found eating
cupcakes, hanging with her family, or stuck in a good book!
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I catch a glimpse of the
door to my villa and stop dead in my tracks. Ben is sitting on the
floor resting his elbows on his knees. He startles when he hears me
and jerks his head in my direction. A soft worry is reflected in his
eyes, mixed with a sense of desperation. He quickly rises to his feet
as I briskly walk up to my door and push past him.
“We need to talk.” He says
with small quiver in his voice.I shove in my key card, push open
the door, and leave Ben outside in the hot and humid air. When I
don’t respond, he wedges himself in the doorframe as I flick on the
“What do you want Ben?” I
sigh, and whip around to face him.Ben’s closes his eyes and takes
a deep breath, “Fuck Megan, I can’t take it any more.”
I can even respond, he slams me up against the wall and presses his
wonderfully soft lips up against mine. Our kissing is strong,
passionate, and if I have ever thought for one second that anyone in
my past was a good kisser, I am mistaken. I am completely lost in
He grabs the back of my neck with one hand, and moves the other
over the strap of my dress and slips it off my shoulder to expose my
bra. I feel myself wanting to resist him, wanting to still hate him
for how he acted today, but I can’t bring myself to do it. Instead,
I surrender to his touch and what I have been craving since the last
time, and find myself giving into Ben.