Not His Man by Victoria Light

Ford
It’s my first time doing this kind of thing. I even gave him a fake name. After all, I’m never going to see him again.

Virgil is nothing like my ex, and that’s exactly what I want in a one-night stand. He’s alpha-as-hell, an ex-Marine, and when he takes me to his bedroom he checks off boxes I didn’t even know were there. Maybe I’m not as broken as I believed.

It was supposed to only last one night—until Virgil shows up at my book shop driving a delivery truck. Great. Now we seem to be stuck together. There’s no way a man like him would ever fall for a geek like me—and for the best. I’ll never risk getting my heart broken again, no matter how crazy he makes me feel.

Virgil
I don’t usually go for stuck-up nerdy guys, but Ford is full of surprises. He seems reserved at first, but that all changes once I have him on his knees. Now, I can’t get him out of my head.

Him turning up on my weekly delivery route guarantees we’re going to be seeing a hell of a lot more of each other. I don’t mind taking him home for another night or three, but anything more than that? No way. If a decade in the Marines has taught me anything it’s that life’s too short not to live it on the edge. I’m not going to be tied down.

The problem is, the more I’m forced to see him, the more I realize he makes me feel alive in a way that nothing else does.