Aimee craves Devin at night, but he’s the enemy. Neither are looking for love, but the two are unexpectedly matched on a kinky hookup app. What should be some no-strings- attached fun, could turn into something more. Readers who enjoy humorous and sexy reads with suspenseful moments, will love An Insatiable Eventide by TK Cherry, an enemies to lovers, erotic romance.
As a nurse, I swore an oath to help, not harm, which I take very seriously. However, I’d make an exception for Holt. My cousin’s cheating ex is a vile human being, an utter waste of oxygen.
His brother is… another matter.
One look at Devin and I’m fighting the urge to lose my inhibitions and my panties. I know it’s insane. Yet I can’t help but wonder if a little no-strings-attached fun might be just what the doctor ordered…
I know I’m not Aimee’s type, and not just because of her deep loathing for my brother. She’s willing to go toe-to-toe with me, and I am irresistibly drawn to her fiery demeanor.
Then, to my utter astonishment, we are matched on a kinky hookup app.
Could it be the uptight nurse has a freak flag she’s looking to fly? I’m down for any dirty fun she’s up for… as long as she doesn’t expect a ring in the end.
Copyright 2021 @TK Cherry
Oh hell no. Is he about to end to our… relationship?
“—I don’t know what’s going on between us, but it seems to be getting out of hand.”
I’ve surpassed indignant. “Out of hand for who? You?”
“Be honest with me, Brooks. Was this what you signed up for when you first downloaded the RendezOooh app? It certainly wasn’t what I signed up for.”
“No, Devin, it wasn’t—”
“Between the weird vibes and the random texts—”
What the fuck are you talking about, Holt?!
My blood is boiling, and I’m shaking mad.
“We came into this thing just for the sex, and now it’s turned into something else. And if I’m being honest, I can’t deal with any complications right now. Again, it’s not what I signed up for. We’re out of bounds.”
As tough of a woman I claim to be, I can only keep strong for so long. Against my will, a tear rolls down from the corner of my eye.
“You’re right—we aren’t supposed to be spending the night. We didn’t sign up for that,” I concede.
“What if we put some distance between us to choke out the weird vibe? Maybe we can hook up once a month, or even once a quarter.”
He must be kidding.
Hear him out, Aimee…
I contemplate his proposal, knowing in my mind that it’s the right thing to do. I have no right to be mad because this is what I signed up for. The sex-only thing was the parameter we set from the very beginning. We downloaded RendezOooh because we wanted a straight-up sex partner.
We weren’t looking for love.
Instead, we became wrapped up in each other so much that we created a monster.
There’s no way in hell we can put this thing back in the cage. It’s already out and wreaking havoc on our hearts. Well… at least mine, anyway.
I have to cut him off completely. There is no other way around this.
“I can’t do once a month or once a quarter,” I tell him.
“How about once every three weeks?”
“No, Devin—I can’t do this anymore,” I say in a shaky voice. “Not with you, anyway. There is no way I can continue to deny what I feel for you. I have to have everything or nothing at all.”
There—I said it.
I have feelings for you, Devin.
“What are you asking for—a relationship?”
The disgust in his voice has me wanting to take back the words.
But I can’t.
“I—I don’t know what I’m asking,” I stutter.
“I can’t give you that, Aimee… You know that.”
“I know. And that’s why I’m letting you go.”
About TK Cherry
You can take the girl out of Detroit, but you’ll never take Detroit out of this girl.
For TK Cherry, it’s pop—not soda, and Tim Hortons over everything else.
Born and raised in The Motor City, TK now enjoys little or no winters in the Carolinas. By day, she’s a spreadsheet whiz and frequent flyer. By night, she lives for keeping her loyal readers on the edge of their seats with steamy tales of happily ever after.