Third Date Rule: Tempt: Third Date Rule, #5

By Tessa Kent

Graham Holt, the hottest dude in the world, just moved in next door to my mom.

Seriously. Drool-worthy muscles, panty-melting green eyes, and—wait for it—dimples. I mean, how is that even fair, for one guy to be so sexy?

He's been pestering me for a date since the day we met, but I don't have time to mess around. When I finally do say yes, the joke's on him, because I've decided to employ my best friend's infamous third date rule: no nookie before we've gone out three times.

The question is . . . can I stick to my own principles? Or will Graham convince me that rules were made to be broken?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Tawdra Kandle
• Release date: Dec 28, 2019
• ISBN: 9781393149736

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Third Date Rule: Tempt

Third Date Rule: Tempt

Tessa Kent

Tawdra Kandle Romance

Third Date Rule: Tempt

Graham Holt, the hottest dude in the world, just moved in next door to my mom.

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Seriously. Drool-worthy muscles, panty-melting green eyes, and—wait for it—dimples. I mean, how is that even fair, for one guy to be so sexy?

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He’s been pestering me for a date since the day we met, but I don’t have time to mess around. When I finally do say yes, the joke’s on him, because I’ve decided to employ my best friend’s infamous third date rule: no nookie before we’ve gone out three times.

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The question is . . . can I stick to my own principles? Or will Graham convince me that rules were made to be broken?

Copyright © 2019 by Tessa Kent

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Contents

Tempt

Acknowledgments

About the Author

Also by Tessa Kent

Tempt

Hey, girlfriend. Glad to see you got out of the salt mines for lunch today.

Twisting in my chair, I grinned at my best friend Paige as she waltzed into the small diner, her pretty flowered skirt fluttering around her knees and her heels clicking on the tile.

What can I say? My goal was to make myself indispensable to the bank, and it seems like I’ve achieved that. They keep me busy. I nudged out the seat next to me. But never too busy for you. Sit. Tell me what’s new.

Uh, it’s pretty much the same old, same old for me—which I’m not complaining about, mind you, because the same old is spectacular. But the scuttlebutt I hear is that you’re holding back on me, sweetie. One carefully groomed eyebrow arched upward. Tell me all about the super sexy guy seen skulking out of your apartment on Saturday night.

My cheeks went hot. Dammit. I was busted. "I have no idea what