Blurb:
The Six

He resisted the temptation to pick her up, slam her into a wall, and take her lips.
Barely.
Her head finally tilted back and her gaze met his. Her eyes were a chocolate brown, soft and as sweet as the candy they resembled. Her cheeks were flushed, possibly with embarrassment for checking him out, and the glasses on her nose had fallen down a bit to droop.
He imagined her pitching the glasses across the room, letting that waterfall of blond fall around her shoulders and climbing his body like a monkey up a tree.

When she got voted off Find Your Hubby, a reality tv gameshow, Mellie gave up on finding love. Everyone knows that you are more likely to get hit by lightning than find a husband once you're 40. Using the last of her winnings in a spur of the moment fling, she pays for a matchmaking service that offers you the perfect person--for one night only.
When the 'perfect person' they find her is a woman, she first questions their selection service...Then her own desires.
F/F erotic
The Bachelor meets snark meets erotic on an island with chocolate. What more could you want?
“Would you like to dance?”
Again, bright color flooded her dates cheeks. “I can’t dance to this kind of music, to be honest.”
The thumping tempo of the music called to Alex. “Dancing to this kind of music is easy. It is like having sex with your clothes on in a room full of people. Simple.”