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Boudreaux 1 - Easy Love - Kristen bestthing.info KB. Boudreaux 2 - Easy Charm - Kristen bestthing.info KB. Boudreaux 3 - Easy Melody - Kristen Proby. Other Books by Kristen Proby: The With Me In Seattle Series: Come Away With Me and on audio Under the Mistletoe With Me and on audio Fight With Me and. Visit her at bestthing.info Website Facebook Twitter Goodreads Other Books by Kristen Proby: The Boudreaux Series: Easy Love and on audio The With Me.


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Start by marking “Easy Love (Boudreaux, #1)” as Want to Read: Eli Boudreaux’s family has built ships and boats in Louisiana for generations. At thirty, he is the youngest CEO to ever head Bayou Enterprises, co-chairing with his eldest brother. New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Kristen Proby is the Kristen Proby Author () . cover image of Easy Love--Lass mich nie wieder gehen. Kristen Proby Author (). cover image of Easy For Keeps Stephanie Pannen Translator (). cover image of Easy Love--Lass mich nie wieder gehen.

Eli and Kate begin a sort of clandestine friendship, which soon evolves into much more. Before long, they've both fallen head over heels.

As their time together comes to a close, they are faced with some tough decisions. Kate tries to respect Eli's boundaries, knowing that a relationship isn't something he ever wanted. Meanwhile, Eli has to face the demons from his past as he struggles with the fact that Kate doesn't seem to be as attached to him as he is to her.

Of course, this could all have been resolved with a good heart to heart discussion, but where would that leave us? Overall, this was a sweet, albeit predictable, story.

Sometimes, you need a story that doesn't require a lot of insight or critical thinking. This was one such story.

Kristen Proby

It was a cute, fun and romantic read. It was just what I was in the mood for! I want her to be mine. I want to own every ounce of her body and her soul. I went from Ravenous to extremely well-satisfied I have no idea why she auctioned off her virginity for a cool mill.

Regardless, I'm now the proud new owner of a perfectly intact hymen. A lot of good that will do me. I have certain tastes, certain sexual proclivities. I'm a bit more discriminatory than most. And training a virgin takes finesse and patience The office of the Prime Minister of Canada. The PM. For a girl who can easily juggle a tray of champagne flutes at 35, feet in three inch heels, she finds herself shockingly weak-kneed from their first encounter.

The normally unruffled Bianca can't seem to look away Scott Cole is a force to be reckoned with. As Vice President of the Storm Motorcycle Club he carries out his duties with a ruthless determination.

He moves through life with a clear agenda protect his club and his family at all costs.

I'm not going to raise a kid, Gabby. I didn't sign on for this. So fucking get rid of it. I can't move.

I hear his car start, then pull away, and slowly lower myself down to the bench. This inn is in BFE. You'll recover quickly there. My shoulder sings every time I try to throw a ball, but I won't admit that to anyone, least of all Kate, who seems to think it's her God-given right to mother me.

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I could probably stay somewhere closer to you. Stop whining. The inn is the perfect place for it. Being off the grid, calling my own shots for a while, without anyone checking on me every five seconds, sounds like pure heaven. That'll give you time to get settled and rest from your trip. I hurt my shoulder. It's not like I'm coming home from war. Kate was unhappy for far too long. Being in New Orleans and with Eli Boudreaux, seems to be agreeing with her.

But I'll save my opinion on that until I see her with my own eyes. I take a deep breath as I adjust my grip on the steering wheel, loving the way this car handles. It's as smooth as a beautiful woman's bare skin. Not that I remember exactly what that feels like, given that I've been preoccupied with major league baseball, and doctors, and the very real prospect of losing the sport that has been the only love of my life far too much lately. Maybe that'll change while I'm down here in Louisiana.

It wouldn't hurt to distract myself with a fun woman for a while. I rub my hand over my lips and quickly dismiss that idea.

I don't need any distractions. I need to get my shoulder in top form again so I can return to the team and sport I love in the spring. The GPS announces that I've reached my destination, and my jaw drops as I slow the car before turning into the driveway and take in my first glimpse of Inn Boudreaux.

A row of enormous old oak trees lead to the front door of an impressive white building with wide pillars and a deep front porch.

Porch swings hang on either side of the inviting red door and ceiling fans spin lazily above them. The trees soar high into the air, the branches heavy with Spanish moss dripping from the limbs.

Some of the limbs are so long that they rest on the ground.

I turn into the driveway, still crawling along. The grounds are adorned with different buildings, gardens, a creek-complete with bridge-and beautiful colors everywhere. If there is a heaven, this is exactly what it should look like.

I come to a stop beside a Buick with Florida plates and climb out of the car just as a pixie of a woman with long dark hair steps out of the house, tossing a friendly smile and wave in my direction.

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Yes, heaven should have her greet every person to show up as well. Still hidden behind my glasses, my eyes take a leisurely stroll up and down her petite frame, not at all offended by her smooth, bare legs and bare feet.

She's in tiny denim shorts and a black tank top, because of the hot weather, I'm sure. Her hair falls almost to her waist, and I can't tell what color her eyes are, but that smile could melt the coldest heart. She descends the stairs, slips her feet into flip flops, and walks toward me. I'm Gabby.

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Her eyes-the color of old whiskey-widen in surprise, and then she giggles, making my gut tighten. A few pairs of jeans, some shirts, workout clothes, and I'm good. It's women who need every stitch of clothing they've ever owned for a weekend trip. Why it suddenly matters to me what the thoughts running through her gorgeous little head are, I'm not sure. But it does matter.

A lot. She doesn't have to bend far to kiss his head. You get the best room in the whole house.

I'm trying to pay off another broken window.Of course, this could all have been resolved with a good heart to heart discussion, but where would that leave us? Preview — Easy Love by Kristen Proby.

Freemont has been waiting,,," "I don't care. For more Reviews, Free E-books and Giveaways. He was sexy and sweet and little broody, just like we like them. I worked my ass off for it and everything else I own.

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