Allie Jordan is a 38-year-old single mother of two who didn’t come out—to herself—until late. Too late, she’s afraid. For just one night, she doesn’t want to be a remorseful ex-wife, stressed mother, and awkward lesbian.
A one night stand—or 1Night Stand—was not something Terra Rossi had ever experienced in real life, let alone something she’d ever thought she’d seek out and pay for. But after ending her decade-long relationship shortly after her fortieth birthday, she decides one night without secrets, without hiding is exactly what she needs.
When Allie and Terra meet, they share chemistry and an emotional connection. But when they open up to one another, the secrets and lies of the past threaten to shatter their tender connection. Can the past be overcome, or will what Allie and Terra share be no more than one exquisite night?
Paper towels discarded and glasses refilled, Allie reached a hand toward her. “Hey,” she whispered. “Thank you.”
“For what? Cleaning the spill or giving you a pep talk?”
“Both.” She avoided Terra’s eyes and twisted her lips into a thoughtful, apologetic wince. “I’m…kind of a klutz. But I’m also pretty hard on myself.”
“Well, I’m the oldest of five. If I lost my cool every time something got spilled, I pretty much would have started hollering at age eight and would never have stopped.”
She chuckled, her nose crinkling as she squinted at Terra with a resigned grin. “You’re sweet. Are you always like this?”
Her expression, the absolute lack of guile, the honest, self-consciousness brought out Terra’s protective instincts. At the same time, the curve of her shoulders, the swell of her breasts in her sundress, and the cloying smell of cherry-sweet musk that rose from her hair twisted Terra’s thoughts around. She reached for the golden hair trailing over her shoulders and whispered in a dusky voice rich with arousal and affection, “Allie….”
Allie’s eyes closed in response to the touch, her beautifully shaped chin pointing up. “Yes?”
She placed her hands at the base of Allie’s neck, tugged the soft thickness of her hair, and whispered in her ear, “Yes, I am always like this. But you are exceptionally easy to be sweet to.”