Lucky Mix Up by Lark Avery

Vibrators and handcuffs and lube, oh my!
Life taught me early that luck is not on my side.
How else can I explain that the most devastatingly attractive man I’ve ever laid eyes on has mistaken me for a hooker? I mean, yes, my suitcase exploded, spilling a pile of sex toys at his feet. But those are the tools of my trade.
Not that trade!
I inherited my family’s sex toy business. And believe me, peddling sex toys was not the plan I had for myself growing up. But see what I mean about luck?
I could hardly blame tall, dark and sexy for believing the worst about me. Because while I might be able to explain in detail the best way for a couple to use edible underwear to spice up their sex life, I had no practical experience to speak of.
You see, there’s a little detail I left out when I brought Mr. Growly and Gorgeous back to my room. Now he wants to know how he went to bed with a hooker and woke up with a newly deflowered virgin.
But while I’ve got some explaining to do, he’s offering to teach me everything I ever wanted to know about sex…and love.
Has my luck finally changed for the better?