My New Boyfriend

By Elodie Short

Shortly after moving in to her new apartment, Melanie meets Mike and they end up spending the night together.

When something happens to Melanie's best friend Sally, it fills Melanie with guilt for spending the night in bed with Mike.

But the accident will come as a blessing in disguise.
It will show her that Mike is there for her when she needs someone the most.

Content warning;
Adult content. 18+

• Language: English
• Publisher: Elodie Short
• Release date: Apr 14, 2016
• ISBN: 9781310070433

Elodie Short

Elodie Short is never happier than when she's writing. Growing up writing stories closely resembling the 'point horror' books, she later found love stories to be more her calling. She loves the thought of people finishing her books feeling happy and fuzzy inside. You can sign up for her latest releases and free promos by clicking this link: http://eepurl.com/4Oetz

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Table of Contents

My New Boyfriend (On My Own Two Feet, #2)

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Further Reading: My New Job

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, events and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is coincidental.

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On My Own Two Feet #2

My New Boyfriend

Chapter 1

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Waking up from the most wonderful dream of me and my delicious new neighbor, I stretch and turn to look at the time. But my alarm clock isn’t there, and neither is the bedside table it should be standing on. I start rubbing my eyes, a little confused as to where I am. Maybe I’m still asleep. Looking around me, I don’t recognize any of the furniture.

Two days ago I moved in to my own apartment, but this is neither my new bedroom nor my old one. I sit up, a little bewildered. It’s a massive room. I’m in the middle of a king size bed, looking at a wardrobe with four doors. Then I remember, partly.

I’m sure I’ve seen that wardrobe in my dream, was that not a dream? Did that actually happen? Am I really in my hot neighbors’ bedroom?

Just as I’m about to climb out of this massive bed, Mike pokes his head around the corner.

Morning,