Series: The Spencer Brooks Diaries Book 1
Author: S.L. Sterling
Genre: Age Gap, Instalove
Release Date: June 20, 2022
Cover Design: Thunderstruck Cover Design
★★★★★ Review - “I wasn’t sure I would like a book about a girl and her dads best friend but WOW! I was definitely wrong! S.L. Sterling definitely changed my mind!”★★★★★ Review - “This one was steamy taboo and oh so yummy I can't wait for more of Ainsley and Spencer !Definitely a yummy must read 📚”
Nikki's 4 Star Review
Our Little Secret was a short but great taboo romance. Age gap, fathers best friend story.Ainsley is twenty and has a crush on her fathers best friend Spencer. When she discovers her feelings are reciprocated they embark on a secret romance.
A book that I really enjoyed except it has quite an abrupt ending so I'm looking forward to book 2.
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Spencer Brooks was the most attractive man I'd ever laid eyes on.He was not only our neighbor and the father to the little girl I babysat for, but he was also my father's best friend.
All of those reasons combined should have said he was totally off-limits, but my desire for him was too strong.
After all, What could one night really hurt?
The air suddenly felt thick as Spencer's eyes met mine. My eyes burned as the nervous flutter in my stomach began again. The longer we stared at one another, the more the heat grew within me and the more intense it became. I was glad when a loud ring finally pulled his eyes from mine and he began checking something on his cell phone that sat on the table in front of him.
While he was reading, I couldn't help but let my eyes roam over his muscular arms and broad, strong chest and shoulders. I was completely lost in thought as to what he must feel like when he cleared his throat and my eyes flashed to his face. I had no idea how long he had been watching me watch him, but the smirk he wore told me it had been long enough. I wanted to die. How embarrassing. I could feel the heat in my cheeks as I met his eyes.
"Here it is!" Dad said, coming back into the kitchen and placing the drill on the counter. He was completely oblivious to the way Spencer looked at me.
I cleared my throat and reached for something in the cupboard so my father couldn't see my flushed cheeks. As I let out a breath and turned back to them, my father sat back down, grabbed his beer, and took a swig, and then began talking with Spencer again as if I weren't even in the room.
I slowly faded out of the conversation as I watched Spencer grip the neck of his beer bottle, bring it to his lips, and tip his head back, emptying the bottle's contents. I couldn't help but watch the taught muscles in his throat as he swallowed. Then my eyes traveled to his large, muscular hands once again. God he hand nice hands. A pulse of excitement ran through me as I wondered what it would feel like if they were on my body, touching me in places that I'd only ever imagined being touched in. Carly was right, this had to stop. There was no way I could spend my summer in this state, nor be like this while I worked under him, I mean beside him. Spencer placed the bottle on the table and his eyes wandered back over to me, and then he flashed that sexy smirk in my direction.
While he was reading, I couldn't help but let my eyes roam over his muscular arms and broad, strong chest and shoulders. I was completely lost in thought as to what he must feel like when he cleared his throat and my eyes flashed to his face. I had no idea how long he had been watching me watch him, but the smirk he wore told me it had been long enough. I wanted to die. How embarrassing. I could feel the heat in my cheeks as I met his eyes.
"Here it is!" Dad said, coming back into the kitchen and placing the drill on the counter. He was completely oblivious to the way Spencer looked at me.
I cleared my throat and reached for something in the cupboard so my father couldn't see my flushed cheeks. As I let out a breath and turned back to them, my father sat back down, grabbed his beer, and took a swig, and then began talking with Spencer again as if I weren't even in the room.
I slowly faded out of the conversation as I watched Spencer grip the neck of his beer bottle, bring it to his lips, and tip his head back, emptying the bottle's contents. I couldn't help but watch the taught muscles in his throat as he swallowed. Then my eyes traveled to his large, muscular hands once again. God he hand nice hands. A pulse of excitement ran through me as I wondered what it would feel like if they were on my body, touching me in places that I'd only ever imagined being touched in. Carly was right, this had to stop. There was no way I could spend my summer in this state, nor be like this while I worked under him, I mean beside him. Spencer placed the bottle on the table and his eyes wandered back over to me, and then he flashed that sexy smirk in my direction.
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S.L. Sterling was born and raised in southern Ontario. She now lives in Northern Ontario Canada and is married to her best friend and soul mate and their two dogs.
An avid reader all her life, S.L. Sterling dreamt of becoming an author. She decided to give writing a try after one of her favorite authors launched a course on how to write your novel. This course gave her the push she needed to put pen to paper and her debut novel "It Was Always You" was born.
When S.L. Sterling isn't writing or plotting her next novel she can be found curled up with a cup of coffee, blanket and the newest romance novel from one of her favorite authors on her e-reader. Her favorite authors include Kendall Ryan, Vi Keeland, Penelope Ward, Lauren Blakely, Alessandra Torre and Willow Winters.
In her spare time, she enjoys camping, hiking, sunny destinations, spending quality time with family and friends and of course reading.
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