Can I Come Over?
Whitney G.
Synopsis
CAN I COME OVER?
It all started with a sex scene…
Well, I was failing to write a sex scene.
As an author of over fifty smut books, I was struggling to do what I did best. So, for fun, I asked one of my best online friends for some help.
I really shouldn’t have done that…
He wrote the scene far better than I ever could, and seven months of platonic, yet-flirty friendship were wiped away in ten minutes.
He asked to meet me in person…
We’d previously agreed to keep things digital, to remain faceless friends—since he was forty-two, and I was twenty-six, but neither of us could resist.
When I saw him at the airport, I was instantly attracted to him.
But I knew, right then and there, that we could never be.
It turns out that the man I’d been talking to for the past several months was the last person I expected.
The last person I should ever think about…
He’s my dad’s best friend.
This is a standalone novella and Book 1 in the Naughty Bedroom Collection.
For myself
& for doing things my way from here on out
Preface
Dear Awesome Reader,
Thank you for downloading Can I Come Over?—the first book in the Naughty Bedroom Collection. This is a steamy forbidden romance novella and a 100% standalone. It features an alpha male, a feisty heroine, and a trope that I’ve never written before. (It’s one that I have always enjoyed as a guilty-pleasure read, though. It’s my favorite forbidden trope, to be exact.)
This book ends at 85% and features a sneak peek of Break Up with Him, for Me: A Friends to Lovers Romance (my next novel).
I hope that you’ll enjoy reading this quickie romance as much as I enjoyed writing it, and I hope you’ll follow the collection as it’s published.
F.L.Y.
(Effin Love You)
Whit
Prologue
Letter Topic: Hello, No Sex, Just Platonic…
Dear Ryan,
The Words & Letters App suggested your profile to me today, and I couldn’t help but notice that we have a lot of things in common.
That said, I’ve met quite a few douchebags and sex-starved assholes on here, so I need to make a few things clear upfront.
Should you decide to write me back, please know that I’m truly on here because I’ve never really been into Twitter, Instagram, or any other form of personal, social media. I genuinely love writing letters, having long-form conversations, and meeting new people.
That’s it. That’s all I’m here for.
I hope you’ll write back, and we can be friends.
(I already have a boyfriend, so don’t expect anything else.)
Bella
Letter Topic: Re: Hello, No Sex, Just Platonic…
Dear Bella,
Your profile was recommended to me today as well, but I didn’t reach out to you for that very reason.
We have too much in common, and given the fact that I’m sixteen years older than you, you’re probably lying about everything you’ve written, and I don’t have time to waste. (Twenty-six-years old with fifty fucking books published? You enjoy the occasional Cuban cigar? And you try to read two new books a week? Not to mention the other lies that you’ve listed.)
Perhaps, if you’d listed just a few things, I’d believe you, but not all twenty.
I’ve now written back, and we won’t be friends.
(Your boyfriend must not be a very good one if you have time to pen letters to a stranger. I expect to block you by the end of the night.)
Ryan
PS—There’s no point in writing a long message if your subject line gives everything away.
Letter Topic: Re: Re: Hello, No Sex, Just Platonic…
Dear Ryan,
Okay, fuck you.
I’m sorry that you’ve managed to live forty-two whole years under the pitiful ASSumption that there’s no way that someone younger than you could possibly be interested in the same things.
Then again, wait. I don’t currently have a stick wedged up my ass, so that’s one huge thing I don’t share in common with you.
Yes, I’ve published fifty books. It’ll be fifty-two at the end of this month.
My name is Bella J. Swan on amazon.
Look me up, asshole.
Bella
PS—There’s no need to respond to a letter if you’re going to be such an arrogant bastard about it. By the way, I just looked at your friends’ list on here. It’s at ZERO. (Seems like you should be thanking me for even using my time to bother sending you a message.)
Letter Topic: Re: Re: Re: Hello, No Sex, Just Platonic…
Dear Bella,
I must admit that I’m somewhat impressed with your sarcasm, but I’m still two minutes away from blocking you. Nonetheless, since you’ve caught me on the right night, allow me to address more of your bullshit.
‘Bella J. Swan’ has indeed published fifty titles on amazon, although I’m not sure that I can call them “books,” per se. With the exception of Deep Inside of Me, His Big Cock, & Filling Her Softly, all of the page counts are well below seventy. (If you are who you claim to be, I think you should spend your time adding more pages to your books, instead of wasting your words on letters to people you barely know.)