Alexia Keith, self-proclaimed nerd and potty-mouth, is a beautiful, scotch drinking, complicated mess. In other words, she has issues, and the last thing she needs is her boss, Jaxson Ryan, CEO of Ryan Acquisitions, messing with her issues. She finds him hard and even harder to resist, but she must, he’s off limits.
One of New York’s most eligible bachelors, Jaxson Ryan, is the poster boy for the tall, hot, conceited self-proclaimed manwhores. The only thing he wants is Ryan’s, Risk Manager, Alexia Keith.
What happens, when a man with a bedpost-notching waiting list, a man who thought he had it all, wants the only woman he can’t have?
My name is Alexia Keith, and this is my story. I’m not your typical girl—so this isn’t your typical…virginal girl goes to college—or not. Meets and falls for the hot, alpha, kinky, bazillionaire. Then after a lot of hot sex (one hundred thousand orgasms) they get married and lived happily-ever-after, in their mansion with his and her playrooms.
Now don’t get your granny panties in a twist. All’s not lost. There is a hot guy—lots of hot guys. And my guy—Jaxson Ryan, yeah he’s hot. He takes my breath away. And the sex… Oh my! But the happily-ever-after part, well…
So, girlfriend, If you want to laugh out-loud, say “what the?” a lot, and maybe shed a tear or two. Then come along for the ride. Because, OMG what a ride it is!
Alexia Grant wanted the happily-ever-after, the fairytale ending. What she got, was her heart shattered into 5.689 million pieces.
It’s been over two years, 936.5 days to be exact, since she last laid her eyes on Jaxson Chase Ryan. She thought she was ready to see him, but now that he’s just feet away, in a crowded elevator, she realizes she’s not. Maybe she’ll be ready to see him in another 12.135863024 months, maybe never.
She’s moving her family and Grant International headquarters to New York. What was she thinking? How can she live in the same state, or even on the same continent with the man who wrecked her and still owns her shattered heart?
Jules and Nick are getting married, in Vegas. Jaxson Ryan is the best man; Alexia Grant is the maid of honor. He came to her hotel, for answers, for closure. What was he thinking? Now that she’s standing just feet away, in a crowded elevator, he knows there will never be closure, because he still wants and needs her more than his next breath.
Alexia Grant was so close to her happily-ever-after, all she had to do is reach out a grab it…
Jaxson Ryan was so close to having the woman, the life, he’s always wanted. But that was before…
Alexia—The broken part of me—is me. It’s my blood, my flesh, and my bones. It’s cancer in remission, not to be disturbed. If it is, it will metastasize, it will kill me.
Jaxson Ryan—We’d gone beyond, over the hurdle that had pushed us apart so many times before. I was close to touching that place she hides from everyone, even herself, but now…
Samantha & Logan’s Story
Years after the tragic death of her fiancé, Samantha Grant, finds herself on the Outer Banks of North Carolina. She needed a break from her crazy-busy life, but she finds… Oh, so much more.
I sit my ass in one of those low-rider beach-chair thingies. You know what I’m talking about? The kind where your ass floats an inch from the ground, and you wonder why you even bothered. My ass is floating an inch above pea-sized razor-rocks. One wrong cheek shift and my crack could be sectioned like a grapefruit.
The sand is smoother farther down the beach but this is the perfect place for my now daily ritual. What daily ritual, you ask? Watching sex-on-a-kabob run past my cottage, of course. He runs by twice a day. Once at 7:00 a.m. then again at precisely 3:15 p.m. Oh, how this girl loves a prompt man.
For the last few days, Mr. Sexkabob and I have been playing a smexy little game of Flirtopoly, aka, “I’ll show you my tit if you show me your tat.”
The Layer Series is written for adults, by an adult (this is questionable). In contains adult language, and adults doing adult stuff like, hot sex and drinking scotch. It’s written for those who like to laugh and maybe shed a tear or two.