Title: Fancy Love
Author: AF Zoelle
Series: Good Bad Idea #3
Genre: M/M Romance
Release Date: July 24, 2020
Summary:
Callum O’Rourke
A twenty-year-old like me doesn’t stand a chance with an older playboy like Rune. Yet despite being total opposites, I’m lucky enough to call him my friend. Anything more than that would be greedy, but that doesn’t stop me from wishing he would teach me how to satisfy the passionate desire I feel for him. All of my fantasies are about experiencing my first time with him.
Could I be lucky enough that it happens for real?
Rune Tourneau
The only relationships I used to be interested in were meaningless hookups with no strings attached. But Callum’s kindness touched a part of my heart I didn’t know existed, changing me forever. I desperately want him, but he deserves to be cherished by someone who thinks true love is real and isn’t a jaded thirty-year-old like me.
Can he really turn a sceptic like me into someone who believes we could have a romantic happy ever after together?
Fancy Love is the third book in the Good Bad Idea series. This novel features an age gap, first time, opposites attract romance. Full of cute sweetness and sexy fun, every story ends with a satisfying HEA and no cliffhangers. Each book can be read as a standalone or as part of the series in order.
Bet on Love #1
Summary:
Rhys Huntington
I went to Las Vegas to marry my fiancée but ended up married to my best man instead. Considering I’m straight, I never imagined I would wake up in bed with a husband. We obviously need to get an annulment to undo our mistake. The only problem is, it turns out my feelings for my best friend Luci aren't quite as platonic as I thought.
What are the odds that my bad idea ends up being the best thing to ever happen to us?
Lucien "Luci" St. Amour
After Rhys and I secretly shared our first kiss as teenagers, I spent years suppressing my confusing feelings for him. But now that he’s my husband, it exposes the truth about the depths of my love for my best friend.
Could I really be lucky enough that he feels the same way about me?
Bet on Love is the first book in the Good Bad Idea series. This novella features a friends to lovers second chance romance. Full of cute sweetness and sexy fun, every story ends with a satisfying HEA and no cliffhangers. Each book can be read as a standalone or as part of the series in order.
Love Means More #2
Summary:
Ambrose O’Rourke
I’ve only met one person I couldn’t seduce—Augie Murphy, the man I love who thinks I’m straight. When I have a chance to be his fake boyfriend, it’s too much temptation to resist. It turns out that’s literally true, since I get carried away with a passionate kiss. He thinks it’s just a game, but it’s so much more than that.
Can I convince my best friend I want to be his boyfriend for real?
August “Augie" Murphy
Ambrose is handsome, irresistible, and completely off-limits. That didn’t stop my stupid heart from falling in love with my best friend the first day we met. When he suggests we pretend to be boyfriends on a double date, my curiosity defeats my common sense. Even if we’re only pretending for one night, I want to know what it’s like to be loved by him.
Is it possible to turn my fake boyfriend for a night into my real one forever?
Love Means More is the second book in the Good Bad Idea series. This novella features fake boyfriends in a friends to lovers bisexual awakening romance. Full of cute sweetness and sexy fun, every story ends with a satisfying HEA and no cliffhangers. Each book can be read as a standalone or as part of the series in order.
Ambrose O’Rourke
I’ve only met one person I couldn’t seduce—Augie Murphy, the man I love who thinks I’m straight. When I have a chance to be his fake boyfriend, it’s too much temptation to resist. It turns out that’s literally true, since I get carried away with a passionate kiss. He thinks it’s just a game, but it’s so much more than that.
Can I convince my best friend I want to be his boyfriend for real?
August “Augie" Murphy
Ambrose is handsome, irresistible, and completely off-limits. That didn’t stop my stupid heart from falling in love with my best friend the first day we met. When he suggests we pretend to be boyfriends on a double date, my curiosity defeats my common sense. Even if we’re only pretending for one night, I want to know what it’s like to be loved by him.
Is it possible to turn my fake boyfriend for a night into my real one forever?
Love Means More is the second book in the Good Bad Idea series. This novella features fake boyfriends in a friends to lovers bisexual awakening romance. Full of cute sweetness and sexy fun, every story ends with a satisfying HEA and no cliffhangers. Each book can be read as a standalone or as part of the series in order.
Fancy Love #3
Callum O’Rourke
I attempted to apologize for my rudeness, but I couldn’t make a sound as I got lost in the ocean of his eyes. They were an icy blue, but full of a fire that beckoned for me to come closer. The intense connection from before returned in a rush, making it harder to breathe. How was it possible that even his long eyelashes were captivating?
“You must be Callum.”
The deep timbre of his voice saying my name made heat pool in my belly, while it raised chills on my skin. Too stunned to reply, I nodded in response.
He held out his free hand. “I’m Rune. Nice to meet you.”
My reflexes reacted before my brain did, so I reached out to him. The instant our palms touched, my arousal sparked into a roaring blaze that made me inhale in surprise. In doing so, I smelled his cologne. It was dark and inviting, spiced with a hint of something unknown that had me biting my lower lip to hold in a moan. Fuck me.
It became even more difficult to restrain myself when his long, slender fingers wrapped around me as we shook hands. His touch was electric, making every nerve inside me come to life. An image flashed in my mind of him caressing my naked body, shocking me with the graphic thought of us entwined in a sensual embrace as we fucked. The fires of desire raged in me like never before, scaring me with how intensely I experienced the pull of instant attraction to him.
My voice sounded as if it belonged to somebody else as I replied, “The pleasure’s mine.”
His knowing smirk caused my heart to stutter in my chest as I struggled against my hormones that had never gone so haywire over someone before. I mourned the loss of contact when he pulled away to sit down across from me. The experience disoriented me. What the hell just happened?
Emboldened by my lust, my first response had been full of a confident innuendo that was completely foreign to me. With the slight distance between us, I was back to stumbling over what to say next. “Um, hi? Hello. Hi.”
His amused smile at my sudden turn into awkwardness melted me into a quivering puddle. “Hi.”
The single-syllable word sent shivers racing down my spine. What was it about this man that every little thing he did was sexual? Especially how he slid his fingers through the hole of his mug grip, giving me ideas I wasn’t equipped to handle. Christ Almighty, save me from myself. I’m not going to make it.
Callum O’Rourke
I attempted to apologize for my rudeness, but I couldn’t make a sound as I got lost in the ocean of his eyes. They were an icy blue, but full of a fire that beckoned for me to come closer. The intense connection from before returned in a rush, making it harder to breathe. How was it possible that even his long eyelashes were captivating?
“You must be Callum.”
The deep timbre of his voice saying my name made heat pool in my belly, while it raised chills on my skin. Too stunned to reply, I nodded in response.He held out his free hand. “I’m Rune. Nice to meet you.”
My reflexes reacted before my brain did, so I reached out to him. The instant our palms touched, my arousal sparked into a roaring blaze that made me inhale in surprise. In doing so, I smelled his cologne. It was dark and inviting, spiced with a hint of something unknown that had me biting my lower lip to hold in a moan. Fuck me.
It became even more difficult to restrain myself when his long, slender fingers wrapped around me as we shook hands. His touch was electric, making every nerve inside me come to life. An image flashed in my mind of him caressing my naked body, shocking me with the graphic thought of us entwined in a sensual embrace as we fucked. The fires of desire raged in me like never before, scaring me with how intensely I experienced the pull of instant attraction to him.My voice sounded as if it belonged to somebody else as I replied, “The pleasure’s mine.”
His knowing smirk caused my heart to stutter in my chest as I struggled against my hormones that had never gone so haywire over someone before. I mourned the loss of contact when he pulled away to sit down across from me. The experience disoriented me. What the hell just happened?
Emboldened by my lust, my first response had been full of a confident innuendo that was completely foreign to me. With the slight distance between us, I was back to stumbling over what to say next. “Um, hi? Hello. Hi.”His amused smile at my sudden turn into awkwardness melted me into a quivering puddle. “Hi.”
The single-syllable word sent shivers racing down my spine. What was it about this man that every little thing he did was sexual? Especially how he slid his fingers through the hole of his mug grip, giving me ideas I wasn’t equipped to handle. Christ Almighty, save me from myself. I’m not going to make it.
Bet on Love #1
Chapter 2: Rhys Huntington
I got flustered by the sight of the sheets dipping low on Luci’s hips, his dark hair falling in front of his handsome face. It was a rare treat for me to see him without his glasses on, but it really wasn’t the right time to appreciate that my best friend was attractive.
When he rubbed his eyes, my stomach lurched at the sight of Olivia’s wedding ring of two alternating rows of round and baguette diamonds on his ring finger. He had always hated how feminine his long, slim fingers were, and being nearly the same size as Olivia’s annoyed him almost as much as she resented it. I secretly thought his hands were beautifully elegant like a pianist’s, but the presence of my fiancée’s ring set off my rising panic. “What’s the last thing you remember?”
His bleary gaze focused on me with an effort. “Wait, why are you naked?”
“Why are you naked?” Another surge of foreboding flooded through me as a memory of Luci’s hands running down my bare spine to cup my ass flickered in my mind. “Lucien, what the fuck did we do last night?” I had progressed to freaking out, because I only used his full name when I was scared or serious.
Eyebrows drawing together in thought, he answered in a questioning tone, “We were celebrating your marriage?”
I was unprepared for being blindsided by remembering kissing Luci at the altar. To stop everything from spinning out, I pressed my palm my forehead to steady myself. “Please tell me we didn’t do what I think we did.”
His blue eyes were full of confusion as he looked at my wedding band, then lifted his hand to see he was wearing Olivia’s. He squinted at it before fumbling for his glasses on the nightstand. After a long look, his voice trembled when he said, “I don’t think I can.”
Love Means More #2
August “Augie” Murphy
Our impromptu staring contest ended when he stood up and walked over to me. I could barely breathe as he stood close and gazed down at me with genuine desire. For once in my life, I had the good sense not to say a damn word and ruin everything.
He reached out and cupped my face in his large hands, his gaze never leaving mine. His voice was soft as he told me, “I wanted to pretend to be your boyfriend because I feared I’d never have a chance for real. I swear I wasn’t doing it to fuck with your feelings, Augie. I’m sorry I was too much of a coward to admit what I really wanted. One night of make-believe was the best I thought I could do.”
Was he serious? I stared at him in stunned disbelief. “What?”
“I denied my feelings for a long time, because I didn’t understand them. But I don’t want to run away from you anymore. I want to kiss you again. I want to explore every centimeter of you as I make you moan and claim you as mine. This isn’t about only one night or a quick fling. I want all of you forever, Augie.”
They were words I had hoped to hear but never thought he would utter, let alone mean. The pessimist in me feared it was too good to be true and needed reassurance. “Only me?”
“There’s no one else I have ever wanted more than you.” He brushed his thumbs against my cheeks with so much gentleness that it almost broke me. “I want you and only you. You never have to doubt that.”
My stupid mouth said before I could stop it, “But I’m not a woman.”
“No, you most definitely are not.” His lips quirked into a grin. “You’re you, and that’s the thing I love about you most of all.”
He leaned in slowly, giving me the opportunity to reject him if I wanted to. When I didn’t pull back, he kissed me with a devastating sweetness that melted my heart. The affection conveyed almost brought tears to my eyes at its perfection. As often as I had longed for fiery make-out sessions with Ambrose, that tenderness was what I yearned for more than anything else.
“If you can be patient with me, I’m willing to learn,” he promised. “After all, if Lucien and Rhys can figure this out, we can, too.”
I could have laughed at his competitive streak kicking in, but I didn’t. “Do you honestly think you could learn to love me?”
His broad hands slid down the curve of my spine, sending shivers through me. “I learned that lesson a long time ago. Let me show you how much.”
How could I say no?
Our impromptu staring contest ended when he stood up and walked over to me. I could barely breathe as he stood close and gazed down at me with genuine desire. For once in my life, I had the good sense not to say a damn word and ruin everything.
He reached out and cupped my face in his large hands, his gaze never leaving mine. His voice was soft as he told me, “I wanted to pretend to be your boyfriend because I feared I’d never have a chance for real. I swear I wasn’t doing it to fuck with your feelings, Augie. I’m sorry I was too much of a coward to admit what I really wanted. One night of make-believe was the best I thought I could do.”
Was he serious? I stared at him in stunned disbelief. “What?”
“I denied my feelings for a long time, because I didn’t understand them. But I don’t want to run away from you anymore. I want to kiss you again. I want to explore every centimeter of you as I make you moan and claim you as mine. This isn’t about only one night or a quick fling. I want all of you forever, Augie.”
They were words I had hoped to hear but never thought he would utter, let alone mean. The pessimist in me feared it was too good to be true and needed reassurance. “Only me?”
“There’s no one else I have ever wanted more than you.” He brushed his thumbs against my cheeks with so much gentleness that it almost broke me. “I want you and only you. You never have to doubt that.”
My stupid mouth said before I could stop it, “But I’m not a woman.”
“No, you most definitely are not.” His lips quirked into a grin. “You’re you, and that’s the thing I love about you most of all.”
“If you can be patient with me, I’m willing to learn,” he promised. “After all, if Lucien and Rhys can figure this out, we can, too.”
I could have laughed at his competitive streak kicking in, but I didn’t. “Do you honestly think you could learn to love me?”
His broad hands slid down the curve of my spine, sending shivers through me. “I learned that lesson a long time ago. Let me show you how much.”
How could I say no?
A lifelong storyteller, writing has always been A.F. Zoelle’s greatest passion. When she’s not writing about gorgeous men being sexy and in love, she enjoys procrastinating on her studies and numerous side hustles to indulge in Japanese musical theatre. She looks forward to renouncing her nomadic scholarly life someday soon so she can have Ragdoll cats to come home to instead of just dust bunnies.
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