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EVERNIGHT PUBLISHING ®
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Copyright© 2017 Sam Crescent
ISBN: 978-1-77339-157-1
Cover Artist: Jay Aheer
Editor: Karyn White
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WARNING: The unauthorized reproduction or distribution of this copyrighted work is illegal. No part of
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This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, and places are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual
events, locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
SOMETHING SWEET
Curvy Women Wanted, 1
Sam Crescent
Copyright © 2017
Chapter One
“You want me to what?” Camden Martin asked. He moved his cell phone to his other ear as he
finished sanding down the latest chair that he’d just made. In his spare time when he wasn’t on a building
site he was crafting his own furniture.
“I’ve told you about Alyssa. She works with Edith in the insurance call center,” Sean said.
“Yeah, yeah, you’ve talked about her.” Camden still didn’t understand why he was being invited to
dinner. It wasn’t like Edith and Sean were hosting dinner. “Why are you inviting me?”
“It was Edith’s idea. She thinks you’ll like Alyssa.”
Camden paused and smiled. He knew exactly what was going on. “She’s trying to get me to date
her friend?”
Sean paused. “Yeah, she is. She loves Alyssa.”
“So do Sammy, Marshall, Millie, and Chris, and they have all called me to go to dinner.”
“See, you should really come. You’re going to love it.”
“I am?”
“Yeah. Alyssa is your kind of woman.”
Camden sighed. They had all been trying to get him to meet this woman for the past year. He’d
avoided it. His last spell with love had left him broke, and looking like a laughingstock. “I’m over Delia.”
“We know. That’s why we think you’ll do wonders for Alyssa, and where you live, in the middle
of nowhere, you’ll need her. She’s one hell of a cook, and she has similar tastes that you do.”
“I can’t believe my friends are working together to set me up.”
“We all care, and besides, Alyssa needs to move on from the asshole who hurt her.”
Camden rolled his eyes. This was the nightmare that his life had turned into. His own friends were
trying to set him up. What was surprising to him was the fact he’d never actually met Alyssa. Sure, he
knew so much about her, but that was it.
“Fine. Fine. What do I need to bring?” he asked.
“Just bring yourself. Alyssa is the best, and she never demands anything from her guests. You’re
going to adore her.”
“Right, fine. I’ve got to finish this order first, and then I’ll be there. Try and not embarrass me
tonight. No one likes to hear the shit that you like to spill.”
“Got it. Got it. You’re the best.”
If he wasn’t wrong, all of his friends were sitting together, cheering right this very minute. They
had been driving him crazy for the past year. He’d turned into somewhat of a recluse since Chris and
Millie had gotten married. From what he knew of Alyssa, she was a full woman, and totally adorable. She
was the kind that bends over backwards for everyone else only to get shit on herself. He hated that. He
hated when people took advantage of a good woman. Anyway, Alyssa had gone away with her boyfriend,
only for him to steal her money, and leave her abandoned in a foreign country. If it wasn’t for Marshall’s
contacts, she would still have been in a pickle, but they had gotten her money back, and she’d come back
home without looking back.
He’d seen a couple of pictures of her, as his friends liked to share everything. Alyssa had long
blonde hair, with startling blue eyes. She hard large tits, hips, and thighs, and he wouldn’t deny that he’d
felt a stirring in his dick at her picture alone.
She was the complete opposite of him, and now his friends were trying to push them together. His
own sad story was he was willing to marry a woman he’d believed was pregnant with this kid. He’d been
willing to give up everything, and all she had to do was belong to him.
It would seem women didn’t like belonging to any man anymore. They just wanted to make men
crazy, and then leave them. There was no kid, nor was there any future. In fact, Delia, the woman he’d
been with, had been using him for her entertainment, and if it wasn’t for a video going viral, and his
discovering her betrayal, he’d still be with her, believing all the crap, and probably married as well.
There were times he wondered what the fuck he was thinking. He never trusted women, not
anymore, apart from his best friends’ women. Other than that, they no longer held any interest to him.
Finishing the last of the sanding of the chair, he cleared away the mess in his personal workshop,
and set about getting ready for dinner. He stripped out of his work clothes and stared at his reflection in
the mirror. He wasn’t trimming his beard, nor was he cutting away his hair, which was shoulder length.
Never would he change who he was for a woman.
“Get over it, pal. You can tell this broad to fuck off. You’re not obliged to be nice, or to give an
inch.”
One broken heart was more than enough. At thirty-nine years old, he was over dating,
relationships, and he was happy to live a somewhat celibate life.
No blonde bombshell was going to change him. Not now, not ever.
****
Alyssa hummed as she grabbed the cool wine out of the fridge. She loved giving dinner parties,
and even though they were her friends, she still made sure that everything was special. Life was too damn
short for her to only get her finest ingredients out for special occasions.
All she had in life at twenty-five years old was her job, and her cooking. She had no boyfriend, no
other life, but at least she had her friends, and the apartment that she lived was the best. Her neighbors
were awesome, and accepted the food that she offered out. Her dream would be to write a cookbook, but
there was no chance of that. She hated any kind of attention, and tried to avoid it. When she hosted parties,
she always made sure there were people who loved taking center stage. It fed her need to feed people,
and also meant for a few hours she didn’t feel lonely.
“You really don’t need to fuss,” Millie said, coming into the kitchen.
“It’s not fussing. You know I love it.” Alyssa really did. Being in the kitchen, serving people was
something she’d always loved. Her mother loved to do it as well, and she got it from her.
“Are you nervous?”
“About what?” she asked.
“We invited Camden over. You know, are you nervous?”
“No, of course not. I’ve made plenty, and there will be enough for me.” She smiled at her friend.
They were trying to set her up with their friend, and she really wasn’t interested. Alyssa had made a vow
when she was dumped in a different country, penniless, that no man would ever have any kind of control
over her again. She preferred being alone than with anyone.
“He’s a really sweet guy,” Millie said.
“I will take your word for it. Please, don’t worry. I’m fine. I’m happy.” She kissed her friend on
the cheek, and then made her way back into the sitting room.

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