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Meet Tammy, Egypt, Isis, Nikki, Coco, and Tiny-the bodacious women of the Big Girls Book Club. There's only one rule to being a member. You must be at least a size 14 . . .

BGBC president Tammy loves everything about her life-especially taking care of business for her husband, Tim. This year, she intends to top all his past birthdays by having a threesome with her best friend, Egypt. Now, if only Egypt will agree . . .

And then there's Coco, ...

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Overview

Meet Tammy, Egypt, Isis, Nikki, Coco, and Tiny-the bodacious women of the Big Girls Book Club. There's only one rule to being a member. You must be at least a size 14 . . .

BGBC president Tammy loves everything about her life-especially taking care of business for her husband, Tim. This year, she intends to top all his past birthdays by having a threesome with her best friend, Egypt. Now, if only Egypt will agree . . .

And then there's Coco, who has a habit of messing around with married men. But now that she's hooked up with a man who makes his living being every woman's fantasy, all she cares about is making sure he doesn't stray.

As insatiable about books as they are about love, these friends are about to discover how tough it is to keep it real when they all have something on the side.

"These babes find there's a consequence to every freaky action in or out of the bedroom." -Publishers Weekly

"You'll fall in love with the members of the Big Girls Book Club." -Essence ®

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Essence
In SOMETHING ON THE SIDE you'll fall in love with the members of the Big Girls Book club (BGBC). Besides loving a good book, there's only one other requirement to join: You have to be at least size 14. Tammy, BGBC's president, has as much drama going on as any of the books her members are reading. Consider this: Tammy loves her husband, Tim, so much that she wants to give him a threesome for his b-day. The other woman? Her best friend, Egypt, who, like you, will think homegirl has lost her mind. As he did in previous page-turners, Weber keeps the action moving while giving us some surprisingly touching moments that will make you pause just long enough to reach for a tissue.
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The only requirement to joining the Big Girls Book Club is all ladies must be at least a size 14. Another unofficial rule appears to be having something going on in one's love life that's a little bit dangerous. But in Weber's raunchy romantic comedy, these babes find there's a consequence to every freaky action in or out of the bedroom. The BGBC president is Tammy, a "sexy egomaniac" whose marriage suffers after she persuades her best friend Egypt to participate in a threesome as a birthday gift for her hubby, Tim. Egypt's sister, Isis, must face the truth about her fiancé, Tony, while Egypt learns keeping secrets from the girls isn't wise. Coco, BGBC's aggressive single, finally meets her match. And the trouble Nikki is having with Tiny, the woman she left her jealous husband for, gets intense after Nikki meets a new flame. Weber keeps things tight and funny; readers with a bent for the bootylicious will certainly want to pick this one up. (Feb.)

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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780758272508
  • Publisher: Kensington Publishing Corporation
  • Publication date: 8/1/2011
  • Sold by: Barnes & Noble
  • Format: eBook
  • Pages: 416
  • Sales rank: 86,665
  • File size: 928 KB

Meet the Author

Carl Weber
Carl Weber is the New York Times bestselling author of The First Lady, So You Call Yourself a Man, The Preacher's Son, Player Haters, Lookin' for Luv, Married Men, and Baby Momma Drama. He is also the Publisher and Editorial Director of Urban Books. He graduated from Virginia State University with a B.S. in accounting and has an MBA in marketing from the University of Virginia.
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Something on the Side


By CARL WEBER

DAFINA BOOKS

Copyright © 2008 Carl Weber
All right reserved.

ISBN: 978-0-7582-1578-9


Chapter One

Tammy

I love my life.

I love my life. I love my marriage. I love my husband. I love my kids. I love my BMW, and I love my house. Oh, did I say I love my life? Well, if I didn't, I love my life. I really love my life.

I stepped out of my BMW X3, then opened the back driverside door and picked up four trays of food lying on a towel on the backseat. I had only about twenty minutes before the girls would be over for our book club meeting, but I'd already dropped off my two kids, Michael and Lisa, at the sitter, so they weren't going to be a problem. Now all I had to do was to arrange the food and get my husband out of the house. The food was easy, thanks to Poor Freddy's Rib Shack over on Linden Boulevard in South Jamaica. I merely had to remove the tops of the trays from the ribs, collard greens, candied yams, and macaroni and cheese, pull out a couple bottles of wine from the fridge, and voilà, dinner is served. My husband was another thing entirely. He was going to need my personal attention before he left the house.

I entered my house and placed the food on the island in the kitchen, then looked around the room with admiration. We'd been living in our Jamaica Estates home for more than a year now, and I still couldn't believe how beautiful it was. My kitchen had black granite countertops, stainless-steel appliances, and handcrafted cherrywood cabinets. It looked like something out of a home-remodeling magazine, and so did the rest of our house. By the way, did I say I love my life? God, do I love my life and the man who provides it for me.

Speaking of the man who provides for me, I headed down the hall to the room we called our den. This room was my husband's sanctuary-mainly because of the fifty-two-inch plasma television hanging on the wall and the nine hundred and some odd channels DIRECTV provided. I walked into the den, and there he was, the love of my life, my husband, Tim. By most women's standards, Tim wasn't all that on the outside. He was short and skinny, only five-eight, one hundred and forty pounds, with a dark brown complexion. Don't get me wrong-my husband wasn't a bad-looking man at all. He just wasn't the type of man who would stop a sister dead in her tracks when he walked by. To truly see Tim's beauty, you have to look within him, because his beauty was his intellect, his courteousness, and his uncanny ability to make people feel good about themselves. Tim was just a very special man, with a magnetic personality, and it only took a few minutes in his presence for everyone who'd ever met him to see it.

Tim smiled as he stood up to greet me. "Hey, sexy," he whispered, staring at me as if I were a celebrity and he were a starstruck fan. "Damn, baby, your hair looks great."

I blushed, swaying my head from side to side to show off my new three-hundred-fifty-dollar weave. I walked farther into the room. When I was close enough, Tim wrapped his thin arms around my full-figured waist. Our lips met, and he squeezed me tightly. A warm feeling flooded my body as his tongue entered my mouth. Just like the first time we'd ever kissed, my body felt like it was melting in his arms. I loved the way Tim kissed me. His kisses always made me feel wanted. When Tim kissed me, I felt like I was the sexiest woman on the planet.

When we broke our kiss, Tim glanced at his watch. "Baby, I could kiss you all night, but if I'm not mistaken, your book club meeting is getting ready to start, isn't it?"

I sighed to show my annoyance, then nodded my head. "Yeah, they'll be here in about ten, fifteen minutes."

"Well, I better get outta here, then. You girls don't need me around here getting in your hair. My virgin ears might overhear something they're not supposed to, and the next thing you know, I'll be traumatized for the rest of my life. You wouldn't want that on your conscience, would you?" He chuckled.

"Hell no, not if you put it that way. 'Cause, honey, I am not going to raise two kids by myself, so you need to make yourself a plate and get the heck outta here." He laughed at me, then kissed me gently on the lips.

"Aw-ight, you don't have to get indignant. I'm going," he teased.

"Where're you headed anyway?" I asked. A smart wife always knew where her man was.

"Well, I was thinking about going down to Benny's Bar to watch the game, but my boy Willie Martin called and said they were looking for a fourth person to play spades over at his house, so I decided to head over there. You know how I love playing Spades," Tim said with a big grin. "Besides, like I said before, I know you girls need your privacy."

Tim was considerate like that. Whenever we'd have our girls' night, he'd always go bowling or go to a bar with his friends until I'd call him to let him know that our little gathering was over. He always took my feelings into account and gave me space. I loved him for that, especially after hearing so many horror stories from my friends about the jealous way other men acted.

Tim was a good man, probably a better man than I deserved, which is why I loved him more than I loved myself. And believe it or not, that was a tall order for a smart and sexy egomaniac like myself. But at the same time, my momma didn't raise no fool. Although I loved and even trusted Tim, I didn't love or trust his whorish friends or those hoochies who hung around the bars and bowling alleys he frequented. So, before I let him leave the house, I always made sure I took care of my business in one way or another. And that was just what I was about to do when I reached for his fly-take care of my business.

"What're you doing?" He glanced at my hand but showed no sign of protest. "Your friends are gonna be here any minute, you know."

"Well, my friends are gonna have to wait. I got something to do," I said matter-of-factly. "Besides, this ain't gonna take but a minute. Momma got skills ... or have you forgotten since last night?"

He shrugged his shoulders and said with a smirk, "Hey, I'm from Missouri, the Show Me State, so I don't remember shit. You got to show me, baby."

I cocked my head to the right, looking up at him. "Is that right? You don't remember shit, huh? Well, don't worry, 'cause I'm about to show you, and trust me, this time you're not going to forget a damn thing." I pulled down his pants and then his boxers. Out sprang Momma's love handle. Mmm, mmm, mmm, I've got to say, for a short, skinny man, my husband sure was packing. I looked down at it, then smiled. "Mmm, chocolate. I love chocolate." And on that note, I fell to my knees, let my bag slide off my shoulder, and got to work trying to find out how many licks it took to get to the center of my husband's Tootsie Pop.

About five minutes later, my mission was accomplished. I'd revived my husband's memory of exactly who I was and what I could do. Tim was grinning from ear to ear as he pulled up his pants-and not a minute too soon, because just as I reached for my bag to reapply my lipstick, the doorbell rang. The first thought that came to my mind was that it was probably my mother. She was always on time, while the other members of my book club were usually fashionably late. I don't know who came up with the phrase "CP time," but whoever it was sure knew what the hell they were talking about. You couldn't get six black people to all show up on time if you were handing out hundred-dollar bills.

Tim finished buckling his pants, then went up front to answer the door. I finished reapplying my makeup, then followed him. Just as I suspected, it was my mother ringing the bell. My mother wasn't an official member of our book club, but she never missed a meeting or a chance to take home a week's worth of leftovers for my brother and stepdad after the meeting was over. Truth is, the only reason she wasn't an official member of our book club was because she was too cheap to pay the twenty-dollar-a-month dues for the food and wine we served at each meeting. I loved my mom, but she was one cheap-ass woman.

My mother hadn't even gotten comfortable on the sofa when, surprisingly, the doorbell rang again. Once again, Tim answered the door while I fixed four plates of food for him and his card-playing friends. Walking through the door were the Conner sisters-my best friend Egypt and her older sister Isis. Egypt and I had been best friends since the third grade. She was probably the only woman I trusted in the world. That's why sometime before she left, I needed to ask her a very personal favor, probably the biggest favor I'd ever asked anyone.

Egypt and Isis were followed five minutes later by the two ladies I considered to be the life of any book club meeting, my very spirited and passionate Delta Sigma Theta line sister Nikki and her crazy-ass roommate, Tiny. My husband let them in on his way out to his spades game. As soon as the door was closed and Tim was out of sight, Tiny started yelling, "BGBC in the house," then cupped her ear, waiting for our reply.

We didn't disappoint her, as a chorus of "BGBC in the house!" was shouted back at her. BGBC were the initials of our book club and stood for Big Girls Book Club. We had one rule and one rule only: If you're not at least a size 14, you can't be a member. You could be an honorary member, but not a member. It wasn't personal; it was just something we big girls needed to do for us. Anyway, we'd never really had to exclude anyone from our club. I didn't know too many sisters over thirty-five who were under a size 14. And the ones who I did know were usually so stuck-up I wouldn't have wanted them in my house anyway.

About fifteen minutes later, my cousin and our final member, hot-to-trot Coco Brown, showed up wearing an all-white, form-fitting outfit I wouldn't have been caught dead in. I know I sound like I'm hatin', but that's only because I am. I couldn't stand the tight shit Coco wore. And the thing I hated the most about her outfits was that she actually looked cute in them. Coco was a big girl just like the rest of us, but her overly attractive face and curvy figure made her look like Toccara, the plus-size model from that show America's Next Top Model. Not that I looked bad. Hell, you couldn't tell me I wasn't cute. And I could dress my ass off too. It's just that the way I carried my weight made me look more like my girl MóNique from The Parkers. I was a more sophisticated big girl.

Taking all that into account, some of my dislike for Coco had nothing to do with her clothes or her looks. It had to do with the fact that she was a whore. That's right, I said it. She was a whore-an admitted ho, at that. Coco had been screwing brothers for money and gifts since we were teenagers. And to make matters worse, she especially liked to mess around with married men. Oh, and trust me, she didn't really care whose husband she messed with as long as she got what she wanted. Now, if it was up to me, she wouldn't even be in the book club, but the girls all seemed to like her phony behind, and she met our size requirement, so I was SOL on that. I will say this, though: If I ever catch that woman trying to put the moves on my husband, cousin or not, she is gonna have some problems. And the first problem she was gonna have was getting my size 14 shoe out of the crack of her fat ass.

As soon as Coco entered the room, she seemed to be trying to take over the meeting before it even got started. She was stirring everybody up, talking about the book and asking a whole bunch of questions before I could even start the meeting. And when she and Isis started talking about the sex scenes in the book, I put an abrupt end to their conversation.

"Hold up. Y'all know we don't start no meeting this way." I wasn't yelling, but I had definitely raised my voice. "Coco, you need to sit your tail down so we can start this meeting properly."

Coco rolled her eyes at me and frowned, waving her hand at Nikki, who had already made herself a plate, asking her to slide over. Once Nikki moved, Coco sat down. Now all eyes were on me like they should be. I was the book club president, and this was my show, not Coco's-or anybody else's, for that matter. But she still had something to say.

"Please, Tammy, you should've got this meeting started the minute I walked in the door, because this book was off the damn chain." Coco high-fived Nikki.

"I know the book was good, Coco. I chose it, didn't I?" I know I probably sounded a little arrogant, but I couldn't help it. Ever since we were kids, Coco was always trying to take over shit and get all the attention. "Well, once again, here we are. Before I ask my momma to open the meeting with a prayer, I just hope everyone enjoyed this month's selection as much as my husband and I did."

Egypt raised her eyebrows, then said, "Wait a minute. Tim read this book?"

"No, but he got a lot of pleasure out of the fact that I did. Can you say chapter twenty-three?" I had to turn away from them I was blushing so bad.

"You go, girl," Isis said with a laugh. "I ain't mad at you."

"Let me find out you an undercover freak," Coco added.

"What can I tell you? The story did things to me. It was an extremely erotic read." Everybody was smiling and nodding their heads.

"It's about to be a helluva lot more erotic in here if you get to the point and start the meeting," Coco interjected, then turned to my mom. "I don't mean no disrespect, Mrs. Turner, but we're about to get our sex talk on."

"Well, then let's bow our heads, 'cause this prayer is about the only Christian thing we're going to talk about tonight. Forget chapter twenty-three. Can you say chapters four and seven?" my mother said devilishly, right before she bowed her head to begin our prayer. From that point on, I knew it was gonna be one hell of a meeting, and Tim would appreciate it later when he came home and found me more than ready for round number two.

Chapter Two

Coco

The alarm on my cell phone rang, and I reached down as fast as I could, trying to silence it. By the time I stopped Chamillionaire's "Ridin' Dirty" ring tone from waking him up, I realized I had to pee. I tried to lie still and hold it, hoping I could get five more minutes of sleep, but the pressure on my bladder wouldn't let me. Besides, I knew I had to get up and outta there before he woke up. The last thing I wanted to do was talk to him now that the fun part of the night was over. Talking led to lies, and lies only led to me getting pissed off. Nobody wants to get pissed off after getting laid. So, the pressure from my bladder just made getting out of bed a little more urgent. I sat up and yawned, then stumbled through the dark hotel room to the bathroom-a reminder of the six apple martinis I drank the night before. Also reminding me of the martinis was the blaring hangover that was starting to take over my head.

Making my way into the bathroom, I sat down on the toilet without closing the door and quickly relieved myself. It felt like I peed forever. I sighed in relief. It's unbelievable how a simple bodily function like urinating can feel so good. When I finally finished, I looked in the mirror, but I couldn't see a thing, so I closed the bathroom door and flipped on the light switch. The light was like a thousand needles in my eyes, and I quickly covered my face with my arms. When my eyes adjusted to the light, I had to admit, I was embarrassed at what was staring back at me in the mirror. My weave was matted and looked like something the cat dragged home. My makeup and lipstick were completely gone. Good thing I was blessed with a pretty face, or I'd probably be looking like something out of that movie Night of the Living Dead.

I stared at my DDD-cup breasts, cupping them with both hands as I questioned myself, Have they sagged? I took a deep breath, making them appear even larger, and shook my head, dismissing the idea as fast as it had come. No, they weren't sagging; they were perfect. No saline, no silicone, no implants of any kind whatsoever-just me, one hundred percent me. I released my breasts, turning to the side as I placed one hand on my stomach so I could get a glimpse of my other great asset-my perfectly round booty. Whenever I walked down the street, all eyes were on me. I have what most guys would call a ba-dunk-a-dunk, and I used it and my titties to my advantage every chance I got. Every shirt, sweater, dress, skirt, and pair of pants I wore had been purchased just to show off my breasts and booty. There are women out there who would pay good money to have a figure like mine. Yes, there was no denying I was a thick sister with some weight on my bones, but ask any man with a pair of eyes and a dick swinging between his legs if my weight was a problem, and I could guarantee you he'd say, "Hell no!"

(Continues...)



Excerpted from Something on the Side by CARL WEBER Copyright © 2008 by Carl Weber. Excerpted by permission.
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  • Posted April 3, 2011

    Something on the Side

    Carl Weber did good with this one, but before I get into the review, -first the mechanics: Character development was excellent (Carl Weber is an masterful author at this). There was no stalling, the story moved very well. Plot points were set and well developed. There were minimum errors (I only found one). Nice thick cream-colored paper, the font style and size was excellent. Adult Theme, but suited for the matured young adult.

    There are no big surprises or shocking twists in this novel for me (my wife disagree, she found twists and was shocked by some events as the story developed), but Something on the Side shines a light into every character's life, reveling no one is perfect. There is a lot of betrayal going on between the pages of this novel. The author also touch on subjects of adultery, child abuse, same sex lifestyle, threesomes, and other forms of abuse. This book is part of Carl Weber's, "Big Girl" book series. The author pulls you into each of these 6 women lives and situations and takes you on a roller-coaster ride of pure adult drama. Like I mention above, the development of these characters was excellent. Hell Tammy and Isis got on my damn nerves, while Coco needed a good damn talking to, I wanted to kick Tiny butt, and embrace Nikki because she started off confused. They will wrap you into their situations and have you emotionally involved. I don't wish to give away any of the details. These women will entertain you.

    The book is a very good read. I do not think you will be disappointed.




    T Bryce

    6 out of 6 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 30, 2012

    WOW

    This book was great.You have to be careful what you ask for in relationships and your marriages. Carl Weber have out done himself again.

    3 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 15, 2012

    One of my favs

    Love this book

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 2, 2012

    Great read!

    I loved thisbook from beginning to end

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 24, 2012

    Loved it!!!

    I never rate any of the books I read, but with this one I just had to. So much drama...I couldn't put it down! I hope everyone enjoys this as much as I did.

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted January 25, 2010

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    EXCELLENT BOOK/ YOU NEED TO READ IT

    This book was Good from beginning to end, it was hard to put it down. I started feeling like I knew the character. I told my cousin to read it and she telling me the same, she don't want to put the book down.. this is my first book by Carl Weber and it is excellent. I wish someone can reccommend another good book by Carl Weber.. I really like him as an aurthor, he keeps your attention.. LOve the Book 2010

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 22, 2013

    Great Book

    I havent read this authors books in awhile but i wish i did. I had to pull myself away in order to let this book last two weeks. Overall great book looking forward to Big Girls Do Cry which is whatbibwas told should come next. Great job!! So much "what in the world" moments lol

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted December 4, 2012

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    Highly Recommended - you must check it out!

    This is a good read with many surprises.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 6, 2012

    BEST BOOK EVER!!!!!!

    This book was beyond awsome!!! I COULDN'T PUT IT DOWN! One of the best books I have read in a long time.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted June 22, 2012

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    Nice Read!

    I finished it in a day, but would have enjoyed it so much more if it had less references to sex. This would be a great movie.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 1, 2012

    Highly Recommended-check it out!!

    This book was chosen for our book club. Once I picked up the book I could not put it down. With all the action from the BGBC it made real life just a little boring. This book is for anyone who likes drama. Carl Weber is an excellent writer. I cant wait to read the next part to this story. And I cant wait for my book club to discuss it!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 29, 2012

    MiMi

    This book was overall amazing & I'm impressed by how well I knew the charaters. I've been looking for a good urban fiction read for quiet a while. Im glad I stumbled over Carl Weber.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 24, 2012

    Will read it again!

    This was a great book.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 23, 2012

    Very Interesting

    This was really a good read. I wasn't dissappointed. It just goes to show big girls can have fun too. There were quite a few ah-ha moments and also a few WT* in this novel. I've enjoyed it thus far !

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 9, 2011

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    Love, love, love it!

    I did not want to put it down. Great story line. Absolute page turner!!!

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 16, 2011

    Love it!

    This book was worth my time. I had to make myself going to bed, because I couldn't stop reading it.

    All the major characters were interesting and believable. I can't wait to read the followup book, Big Girls Do Cry

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 5, 2011

    Must READ!!!!

    LOVE this book is all I can say. I didn't like the way it ended that's why I gave it 4 stars, BUT I wanted more and just found out there is a sequel called Big Girls Do Cry. Just oredered it and hope it is as good as this one. LOTS of sex going on in this book, I didn't mind since I'm a Zane fan. Was looking for something different than Zane and Carl Weber delivered. Once again, a MUST READ.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 11, 2014

    Loved it!!!!!!!

    Loved it!!!!!!!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 6, 2014

    Great book!

    Enjoyed every minute of it.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 22, 2013

    loved the book. 5 stars

    loved the book. 5 stars

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