Candy Kisses

Candace Kane
I’m not sure if it’s the five margarita hangover or if I’ve died and gone to heaven, but I could swear the hottest rockstar alive is making coffee in my condo this morning. Uninhibited, uninvited and undressed. Merry Christmas to me!

Jackson Rand
After getting arrested last night for speeding through this podunk town, I wake up in a borrowed condo to find myself staring at my Christmas treat. Things are looking up for me!

When this hot rockstar's twin finds himself stuck in Naverton over a case of mistaken identity and a speeding ticket, he discovers that not everything in this small town is boring. After all, the gorgeous redhead he finds in his borrowed condo may just be the one he's been looking for all his life.

If you like rockstar, curvy girl, older man younger woman romance, this short Loni Ree instalove is the story for you!

Leave it to me to get arrested in bum fuck nowhere for speeding. Luckily, my brother’s manager, Grey, knows a hotshot attorney who is able to get me released before the media can descend. When I agreed to drive Damien’s car across three states, I never anticipated causing this big of an uproar and being mistaken for my celebrity brother. Until Damien settles all of his business, I’ll be stuck in Naverton, Ohio. All of this over speeding. Okay, I was doing one-twenty-five in a forty-five, but there was no one around but me and the cows, and apparently, Deputy Rodney Jones.
Before dropping me off at his condo last night, Harris Kane assured me he would have all this resolved within a few days. He encouraged me to lay low in the building and let him work. After passing out on the sofa sometime around three a.m., I wake a few hours later, barely able to move my neck. Rolling to my side, I hear, “Morning, asshole,” screeched from the corner. In my haste to jump up, my feet tangle in the throw and I fall to the floor. Looking up, I find a cage with a large, brightly colored bird staring back at me. How the hell did I miss that last night? I must have been dead fucking tired. I wonder if Harris Kane expects me to take care of this fucker while I stay here. I’ll worry about that when my brain is fully functioning.
After dragging my tired ass to the bathroom, I notice all the feminine crap on the counter and in the shower and shake my head. That fucker has me staying in his love nest. In the back of my mind, I wonder where he stashed his mistress, but I guess it really doesn’t matter. A hot shower does wonders, but I realize I didn’t bring any clean clothes into the bathroom with me. Oh well, I’m in no rush to get dressed since there’s no one around, anyway.
Caffeine calls to me, so I make my way to the kitchen. I’m attempting to make coffee when I’m startled by a gasp as a beautiful voice shrieks, “Do you always break into people's houses to make coffee naked?” I turn around to find the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen gawking at my naked ass. From the top of her wavy red hair, down her mouthwateringly curvy body, to the dainty little feet peeking out from under her long pink robe, there’s perfection in every inch of her body. As lust and a powerful, unfamiliar emotion seize me, my knees almost buckle from the shock. I’m going to kill Harris Kane and take his girl. I grab a puny kitchen towel to throw in front of my rapidly expanding erection in an attempt to hide the effect her gorgeous body is having on my dick.
I spout off some stupid shit, and she gets even more outraged with me. Finally, my brain gains control of my mouth and overrides my heart and my dick. After I explain to the beauty how I got into this condo, she knows that there’s been a big mistake. The entire time she’s standing there, I gawk like a schoolboy. For the first time in my life, I’m tongue-tied over a woman. She introduces herself, and I don’t even return the favor. What the fuck? At least, she’s Harris Kane’s niece and not his mistress. While I’m celebrating in my mind, she rushes away, and I can’t contain the growl that escapes my throat when it hits me that I don’t want to leave this town or this woman. Ever. What the ever-loving hell is happening to me?