Filthy Playboy
Cocky Suits Chicago Book 3
She's young and innocent. He's tattooed and experienced.
Abigail Whitley transferred to Chicago to live life to the fullest and have fun before settling down.
No commitments. No limitations.
It wasn't supposed to happen.
She
never expected Dexter Collins to strut into the office her first day on
the job. But how could she not notice his inked-up arms and sharp
jawline?
He's smoking-hot, refined, and has a stare that could melt steel.
He's also arrogant, jealous, and possessive.
Before long, their harmless interactions lead to toe-curling in his bedroom.
She realizes there's more to him than she thought, and she's falling--hard.
Just when life seems perfect, business mixes with pleasure and Dexter is, well, Dexter. Nothing goes according to plan.
After a monumental screw up, she's done. Finished with him.
There's just one problem.
When he's not being an ass...
They're fogging up glass.
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