Sex and the South Beach Chicas

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Las Amigas

Tori got lucky.

She was sure that was what her friends had wanted to happen six months earlier on the night of her thirtieth birthday, only they hadn't really expected that it would.

Boring and predictable Victoria Rodriguez had thrown caution aside and indulged in a night of incredible -- she wanted to say sex, only it had been more than that -- with Gil. He totally lived up to her and her amigas' requirements for the title of Extreme Boy Toy, or as he had playfully become known, Mr. Perfect Papi Chulo. His moves on the dance floor were nothing like Ricky Martin's, but his moves in bed . . . Not to mention eyes as blue as the waters in Biscayne Bay and a lean sculpted body. But what really did her in was Gil's scrumptious little boy grin that just made her want to eat him up when he used it and exposed the cutest damn dimple she'd ever seen.

So now, six months later, she was not only living in sin with Gil -- albeit lusciously rewarding sin -- she was considering spending the rest of her life with him.

And Gil, ... read full excerpt from: Sex and the South Beach Chicas ebook