He did the opposite of that.īut now she was here. He was incredibly pissed about how often he’d replayed that conversation and how restless he’d been waiting for her to call or come back to Autre. “About having a salacious affair where we sneak around behind our friends’ backs and sleep together whenever I’m in town?” she pressed when he didn’t answer. A kiss that had been causing annoying, unwelcome, frustrating dirty dreams for three fucking months. And him becoming the temporary foster dad to three baby otters.Īnd they’d kissed for the first time. “Remember that thing we talked about at Christmas?” Read on for a look inside Kiss My Giraffe! Now she just needs to convince her heart to give him up. (Yeah, she actually has a couple of those.) If he doesn’t want her-and her unbelievable past and that-can’t-be-real future-then she doesn’t want him either.

And that he never dates women he sees every day. The one that also says he only wants a long-distance fling with her.

And sweet, protective, supportive things. Nope, the one that kisses her like she’s everything he’s ever wanted and says very dirty things in her ear. Not the one that’s almost always set in a grim line and says things like, “you got a permit for that?”

Still, as hard as she tries, it’s impossible to stop thinking about the small town grump’s long hair and tattoos and that mouth. He’s actively working to send her and her “ridiculous menagerie” (rude) right back out of town.

Kiss My Giraffe by Erin Nicholas