Show Off by Ember Cole

Don’t look away…
I’m the kind of guy people avoid. Yeah, I’m harsh, but it’s the scar that runs from my chest to my face that isn’t doing me any favors. Doesn’t matter that it came at a huge price or that I’ve made something of myself since—experience has taught me chicks don’t dig the kind of scars I carry.
Which is why, when a gorgeous woman moves in next door and isn’t at all intimidated by me, I feel like my luck is about to turn.
Man, does it turn. Seems she gets off on me seeing her sexiest, most private moments…a lot. And I really, really like watching. Enough that I can’t resist giving her a taste of her own medicine.

What follows is the hottest week of my life, and we’ve never even spoken. Or touched. We’re both so worked up that when we crash into each other at the grocery store, no backyard fence between us, I’m ready to take her right there in the frozen foods aisle.
Bianca is bold. She hints that she’s sick of watching the previews and wants to see the whole show. I’ve never done anything like what she’s suggesting, but the ideas spinning through my head turn me the hell on. I’m going to give that woman every one of her wildest fantasies, and then maybe, just maybe, I’ll win her heart…