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Instant Attraction (Always Satisfied #4)

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Lauren Blakely

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Everyone deserves a naughty love story, so indulge in a standalone romance that tells the interwoven tale of three couples in New York City in a naughty modern fairy tale.

And in this once upon a time tale, you’ll meet a circle of friends. There are friends who want to become lovers, colleagues who must resist an office romance, and fake dates that might turn into the real thing.

But all those stories start with instant attraction…
When hipster Gavin suddenly finds his best friend Savannah utterly irresistible…
When charming Enzo thoroughly falls for taken successful, sophisticated Valerie though he’s contracted to work with her company…
When Jason meets his best friend’s feisty and fun sister, Truly, for the first time…

Grab your popcorn and devour this ensemble romance of three interconnected couples whose lives intersect as they fall in love. INSTANT ATTRACTION is a 30,000 word novella in the Always Satisfied series of standalones! The series includes SATISFACTION GUARANTEED, INSTANT GRATIFICATION and OVERNIGHT SERVICE and they can be read in any order.

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Always Satisfied Series by Lauren Blakely

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Once upon a time, in a land smack-dab in the center of everything worth mentioning, there lived a circle of friends.

They were friends who hooked up with friends, with roomies, with best friends’ sisters, despite there being rules against such things. They hooked up with long-time crushes and with short-time acquaintances who became much more.

Some got together quickly, and some took years. Some needed a road trip out of the city to make them let go and go for it. Others needed one night.

And some need a little help from their friends. A little hint, a gentle nudge, and voilà!

Love at first bang.

What? This is a modern fairytale, and we like them a little dirtier—okay, a lot dirtier, full of flirty texts and sexy selfies, stolen moments, and dates that turn into sleepovers that turn into waking up in each other’s arms with the promise of pancakes.

I’ve been lucky enough to live my love story—Spencer Holiday, the playboy who fell hard and fast for his best friend while pretending to be engaged to her. That’s me. Now I’m setting the stage for my friends with sexy fairytales of their own.

Because everyone deserves a naughty love story.



Some things are undeniable from the get-go.

You dig a band the first time you hear them.

You prefer chocolate over vanilla.

And you will never, ever want to be set up with someone your mother claims is a perfect match.

My mother’s been on a set-up-her-son bender since my status shifted to single a few months ago, so I naturally presume when she calls me at midday on a Wednesday that she’s persisting with that plan of attack.

I’m at work, so I step out of the booth of the recording studio owned by the indie label I work for. One of our bands is cranking on some new tunes. Marge Simpson’s face disappears from the screen as I swipe to answer the call.

What can I say? Mom reminds me of the cartoon character. She doesn’t have blue hair, but she’s totally the woman in charge. Hence, Marge.

“Hey, what’s up, Marge?”

Also, her name is Marge, so she’ll never know it’s her nickname too. Yeah, I’m clever like that.

“Gavin, I have amazingly exciting news!” It comes out like a song.

I decide to toy with her since, well, that’s always fun to do. “You’re hosting a massive retirement party on a cruise ship that’s going to take you across the Atlantic Ocean and all the way around the coast of Norway, where you’ll finally meet that handsome Nordic man you’ve always been dreaming of?”

“How dare you say that? I’ll be loyal to your father until the end.”

“But someday, I know you’re going to find that hot Viking guy. I’ve seen your book collection. The secret is out.”

She tuts. “Your father is the hot Viking guy.”

I run a hand over my chin. “True. He is where I get my strapping Nordic god looks from.”

“And me. Don’t forget I contributed half of your handsomeness.”

“Yes, my charming Greek heritage,” I say as I wander down the hall, running a hand through my dark hair.

“Which brings me to the point of this call.”

I arch a brow. “You want to discuss my heritage? Ma, is this when you tell me I’m the love child of a secret tryst you had on the Love Boat?”

“Sweetheart, shh. It was on the HMS Shag at Sea.”

I cringe. “One, I don’t want to know you shagged ever. Two, how did I not know you’ve seen Austin Powers?”

“Everyone’s seen Austin Powers. Don’t be silly.” She takes a breath—the kind that signals she has big news to share. “In any case, back to your charm and my news. As you know, your sister is engaged, and I’m so excited that I’m throwing a party.”

“Because she found somebody who wants to marry her? I know, it shocked me too,” I say, teasing.

“Don’t talk that way about Gretchen. She’s very happy with Todd. And I’ve been thinking lately how wonderful it would be if you met someone who makes you as happy as Todd makes Gretchen. What do you think about that absolutely fantastic idea?”

My mom and her matchmaking. She’s been relentless since I was in high school. She’d call me during college, suggesting different women in the dorms. After I graduated, she’d attempt it with ladies in the neighborhood. The fact that she set up my sister with her financial planner—Mom’s financial planner—has only fueled her belief that she knows how to mix and match her kids.

“That’s great that Gretchen is so happy,” I say, attempting to steer the conversation.

“Isn’t it?” Mom says, sighing happily. “And I just thought, love is in the air, so let’s grab it, bottle it, and make it work for you.”

She’s not only driven by her past success—singular. She’s also convinced I’m failing in life without a partner. Admittedly, I did wash a red sock with my whites a few weeks ago, but I don’t think that’s proof that it’s time for me to settle down.

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