Naughty Kisses: Warming Up to Love
Mayra Statham, Cormar Covers, Julia Goda

I’m not the guy you bring home to Mom. I’m the one you look for when you want naughty kisses and whispered sweet-nothings, and hell, baby, I deliver. Each and every time.
Or at least I used to.
Before my brother talked me into hiring a new waitress whose whiskey eyes have been driving me as crazy as the sight of her in those jeans.
She’s everything I didn’t think I would want.
There’s no warming up to love. It’s a freefall, and I’m taking her with me. I’ve always been a man who knows what he wants. And I want Leni Holden.