Dylan Cross is the type of man that enjoys everything female, and enjoy it he does, but always on his terms. However, his terms are pushed to their limit when Natalie Parker proposes an offer; teach her and her delectable little body, all about sex and desire. There is one catch. He has to play the part of Natalie's madly in love boyfriend for her dying mother. Dylan signs on, and finds that separating the two is harder than he thought. Natalie's days of shyness and lack of confidence come to a quick close as she learns what her body craves and demands in the bedroom. Soon, Dylan becomes the student as Natalie teaches him things he didn't even know he wanted. Will Hamden's notorious playboy, bachelor be able to keep calling the shots, or will he find that, he, himself, is just another player at the card game of life, as we all are?
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THREE of SPADES
By W. Ferraro
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Chapter One"Natalie, how many times do I need to tell you? You don't need to sit here with me, especially after working all day." Spoke Gloria Parker, as she reclined in the treatment chair in one of the Hamden General Cancer Center rooms while her daughter sat in one of the two visitor chairs in the suite.
"I know Mom, but I know you aren't feeling well and I wanted to speak with Dr. Bowden. I want to make sure he doesn't want to change your medication."
Gloria looked at her daughter's warm brown eyes that looked so much like her own. As Natalie sat there in the chair, Gloria noticed that she had a run in her dark tights that looked about as fashionable as her corduroy dress. Gloria knew that Natalie didn't care about fashion or looks, she was always much more concerned with academics, books in particular. But Gloria worried about her only daughter. She worried that Natalie had focused more on taking care of her mother than focusing on herself and her life.
"Besides, I don't have anything to do but laundry anyway," Natalie said, as she straightened her constantly askew glasses.
Just then, Tina, the nurse came in to check on Gloria.
"How's it going Ms. Parker? How's the nausea?" Tina asked, as she notated Gloria's chart with her current vital signs.
"It's staying down, but for how long, I just don't know," Gloria answered, going for humorous but knowing, unfortunately, that her answer was completely truthful.
Natalie watched as her mother answered Tina's questions. She noticed that Gloria's complexion was waxy and her frail figure was so much slighter than just two weeks ago. She hated this; watching her mother fight and slowly wither away right before her eyes, with Natalie powerless to do anything but watch.
Tina turned and looked at Natalie then. Natalie was always with her mother during her treatments. She had even taken a sabbatical from her job as a kindergarten teacher at Hamden Elementary a year ago to take care of Gloria full time. Tina observed throughout their visits that their mother daughter bond was something of a legend. It didn't take a rocket scientist to figure Gloria didn't want this kind of life for her daughter. Tina loved getting to know her patients on every level. She knew that Gloria had two grown sons, Reginald and Samuel. They were both married and between the two, they had supplied Gloria with her five grandchildren. Gloria smiled when she spoke of them, but she glowed when she spoke of Natalie. Especially when she bragged about all of Natalie's accomplishments, including teaching and volunteering as she did. Whenever Tina would poke purposely into Natalie's social life, Gloria would still smile but the glow would dim as she explained that Natalie just hadn't met the right person yet.
"So, Natalie, how is this year's group of eager kindergarteners?" Tina asked, as she put Gloria's chart back on the hook and placed her pen back on the string around her neck.
Natalie smiled as she thought of her new class. She got as giddy as the kids did when it came time for back to school shopping. When all the kids would shop for new clothes, shoes and backpacks, Natalie would raid the local office supply store. She loved the smell of freshly sharpened pencils and decorating her classrooms' bulletin boards.
"They are all so enthusiastic about learning, Tina. In fact, there is one little girl that just bounces in everyday and just lights up the room. She makes sure all of her fellow classmates are happy and that they all get along but she can be quite mischievous. It's almost like she is doing my job for me every now and then," Natalie explained.
Tina snickered and couldn't help but ask, "By any chance, is she a little girl with bright red curly hair?"
Confused as to how Tina would know that, Natalie just nodded her head and Tina laughed loudly. She shook her head as she went into the corridor and called to one of the other nurses.
"Hey Mae, you want to come here for a moment?" Tina walked back in followed by the other nurse. Natalie had seen this nurse here at the Cancer Center a few times since this round of treatment started. She guessed her to be new to her job because she was not here last year when Gloria went through treatment.
Natalie watched as the curvaceous nurse, with her long brown curly hair in a high ponytail, entered the room. She had a smile on her face that Natalie instantaneously knew was genuine. Tina introduced Gloria and Natalie to Mae and recanted the story, which Natalie had just revealed about her favorite new student.
Mae walked over to Natalie, took her hand and squeezed it, her face twinkling with pride.
"Miss Parker, it is a pleasure to meet you finally. I apologize for not doing so sooner. My daughter Megan just loves her new class and teacher."
So, this was Megan Finn's mother. Natalie could not see any resemblance other than the kindness in their gaze. As Natalie shook the nurse's outstretched hand she could not help but feel at ease.
"Mrs. Finn, I'm so glad I've finally gotten to meet you. Megan is just such a joy to have in class. I have to say, she has become my favorite even though teachers aren't supposed to have favorites," Natalie said with sincere honesty, as she watched Mae Finn's face light up with parental pride.
They spoke for a couple of more minutes about Megan and Natalie's overall characteristics of her new students. Mae consulted with Tina about some of Gloria's vitals and she listened to Gloria's lungs with her own stethoscope. After saying goodbye to both Gloria and Natalie, Mae left. Tina was getting Gloria ready for her end of treatment physician meeting, when the doctor entered.
As Natalie watched, Dr. Bowden listened to Gloria's lungs, looked over her chart, and asked some questions regarding how Gloria was feeling. Natalie had to admit that she would never play poker with this man; his face never gave anything away. When he told Gloria that he wanted to see her in his office tomorrow, Natalie knew that something was not right. Not wanting to upset Gloria further, Natalie told Gloria to wait in the waiting room for her and she would be along in a moment. Once alone with Dr. Bowden, Natalie asked him to spell it out.
"Natalie, your mom's lungs sound like they have some fluid in them. It could be anything from she's starting to get a cold, pneumonia, or something more severe concerning the tumors. I want her to have a good night's rest and we will evaluate tomorrow." The kind doctor said, as he spoke softly with Natalie in the quiet corridor.
After Natalie had asked a few questions regarding the medication dosage for tonight, she bid Dr. Bowden farewell and quickly went to make her mother's appointment for tomorrow. When she had the late morning appointment time, she walked over to where Gloria was sitting in the waiting room. Her mother was just staring off into space and didn't even notice Natalie's approach.
"Mom, ready to go?" Natalie gave Gloria's arm a slight shake and was answered with Gloria returning to the here and now.
"Oh Natalie, sorry, I was day dreaming," Gloria said, as she slowly made her way to her feet and started her slow paced walk to the door. After having her mother take a seat on the bench next to the entrance outside, Natalie went and got the car and drove up to the curb to let Gloria in. When her mother was buckled into her seat, Natalie drove toward the hospital exit.
Knowing full well that Gloria was worried about this new concern, Natalie tried to make small talk on the short ride home. But Gloria would either give a one word answer or she would not answer at all. She just continued to stare out the passenger side window. When Natalie made the final turn into the small driveway next to the simple ranch style house, she could not help but feel embarrassed by the state of the houses' appearance. The shutters needed to be repainted and the shrubbery could use a good overhaul, but it just was not a priority. Perhaps Natalie should mention something to her brothers, but then they would just rehash all the old arguments of how their mother should be moved into an assisted living facility. In Natalie's opinion, all that did was make her out of sight out of mind. But then again, that's how her brothers generally thought of their mother. Natalie knew that they cared deeply for Gloria and they even offered to pay for the change of living arrangements, but Natalie just felt that they were trying to fix a problem and their mother was not a "problem" to Natalie.
Once Natalie got Gloria into her chair and settled with a cup of tea and a slice of toast, she went about making her own dinner for the evening. Looking at the contents of the refrigerator with the door open, Natalie's eyes roamed over the leftovers from the evening before, as well as the soon to go bad salad makings that she had bought last week at the market. Hating to waste anything, Natalie took out the produce and made three small salads; one for her dinner, one for her mother if she decided she wanted something more than toast and finally one for lunch for the next day.
"Hey Mom, how are you feeling? Do you want anything else?" Natalie asked, as she walked into the small parlor where Gloria was sitting in the worn blue recliner. She noticed then that the tea and toast sat on the side table untouched and Gloria was asleep in the chair with the ratty old afghan over her lap. Natalie hated to wake her; sleep was always so elusive for her mom. She gently bent down, removed her mom's shoes and tucked the afghan tighter around her. She clicked the light off and went back into the kitchen to finish off her own dinner.
After going in to check on Mom one more time, she quietly made her way down the hall to her own room. Natalie quickly changed out of her jumper and tights into her long soft sleep shirt. She padded out to the bathroom, taking another quick peak at Gloria who was softly snoring. When Natalie returned to her room, she picked up her recent cowboy novel and started to read. Reading was not only one of the few gratifying pastimes for Natalie but it also helped her cope with the ongoing stress of Gloria's diagnosis. Natalie enjoyed how she could transport from reality to the story. She imagined that she, herself, was the heroine. It was easy to relate to the heroine's less than attractive looks and self-image. She was intrigued as she read how the heroine made a simple business proposition to a local rancher and how the turn of events and feelings made for a sensual story. Coming to the end of the chapter, Natalie decided to call it a night, clicked off the bed side lamp and nestled down under the blanket. After tossing and turning, she finally found sleep. However the small amount of sleep and dreams she did have, resulted in an uneventful dull echo of her own real life.
Chapter TwoDylan Cross was pissed! One of his company's contracting projects was behind schedule. He just arrived on site to find his foreman was nowhere to be found and to top it all off, he was testy from his unusual lack of physical gratification at the hand of a female physique.
Dylan grilled the crew and he learned this was not Jones' first extended lunch on company time. Already looking forward to the chance to do to Jones what he should have done months ago, Dylan headed off toward the entrance to the site to wait for the opportunity to let out some of his pent up adrenaline.
Dylan parked his red Silverado HD right across the entrance to the job site, then sat on his downed tailgate and waited.
Randy Jones drove up forty-five minutes later. His black Dodge Ram was freshly spit shined and still had some small water beads around the door handles. Knowing he had been caught, Randy raised his Oakley glasses until they rested on top of his slicked back light brown hair. After checking his face in the rearview mirror and wiping the remnants of Sissy's lipstick off his mouth, he opened the door and climbed down. His pace said that he was in no rush to make his way to Dylan.
Dylan's dark brown eyes watched as Jones took his sweet ass time getting out of the truck. After giving his driver's door a shove shut, Jones walked with all the arrogance of someone who would play hooky on company time and think he'd be rewarded for it. Dylan's eyes never left Jones' face and the bastard had a cock grin on his face as if this were funny.
"Hey D, how's it going?" Jones asked, as if this were a social visit.
Dylan hopped down from his perch and gently closed the tailgate. Looking at the younger man, he said very clearly, "You want to tell me where you've been and what you've been doing? Or do you want to save us both the horseshit and just pick up your last paycheck and get the hell off my worksite?"
So this was how it was going to go? Jones thought to himself, as he stood straight at his full height of 6'2". He had a good couple of inches on Dylan Cross, but he knew that physical intimidation wasn't worth a piss with Cross. So he just leaned back on his heels, crossed his arms and said, "Well, I guess I'll go tell my crew the news and head out to pick up my money." He started to walk past his now former boss, when Dylan moved with lightning fast speed and placed a firm hand on his left shoulder.
"Apparently you need to clean out your ears, because walking onto my site wasn't one of the options I gave you," Dylan said, enjoying his authority.
Looking down at Dylan's hand, he was tempted to remove it but opted for pleasantry since he knew of Cross's enjoyment and skilled reputation of old school physicality. Not that he was afraid. He just didn't need the extra aggravation of law enforcement, given he was being fired. He'd bide his time and make sure everyone knew, especially Dylan fucking Cross, you don't tell Randy Jones what he can and can't do.
Putting a grin on his face, Jones slowly walked back a couple of steps and put his hands in the air as if in surrender. He saluted Cross as he climbed in his truck and peeled out onto Brewster Road.
Dylan watched as the black truck fishtailed from the sudden acceleration, causing the reflective mud flaps to wiggle as if the naked woman's silhouette was moving.
Dylan was a bit disappointed. He had hoped Jones would put up a little resistance, which would have allowed Dylan to work off some of his ongoing internal aggression. Boy, did he need to find another outlet and fast.
Dylan walked back to the site and told the crew of Jones' now unemployed status. He gave instructions of what needed to be done and the fact that Dylan would now be the onsite foreman. After heading over to the company trailer, Dylan went through Jones' pathetic filing system and searched for the materials log, shipment invoices, and payroll information. Knowing he would need help, he phoned Josie, the company administrator, and asked her to arrive at Cranston Housing Development at 8am tomorrow. Dylan locked up the trailer and headed back to his truck. He climbed in and headed out, following Jones' previous departure route.
Dylan arrived at his home later that evening. He pulled his truck into the expansive garage, fitted with custom sized doors, a car lift, as well as a wall full of industrial cabinetry for all of his automotive tools. As he turned off the ignition, he climbed down and looked at his current restoration project on the far end of the garage. The 1971 Plymouth Barracuda sat calling to Dylan; this was the car he had wanted for as long as he could remember. Of all the classic muscle cars, this was the King of that forgotten generation. Dylan liked anything that was loud, fast, and powerful. This car, once finished, would be all of that and more. He had come upon it completely by accident.
Dylan was delivering a completely restored pristine 1950 Buick Roadmaster to his buyer, when the older man asked Dylan if he would have any interest in some Plymouth shell that he heard was available. Knowing that he would be looking for a new project, Dylan inquired and was directed to where the deteriorated car was located. When Dylan got there, his tongue almost fell out of his mouth. Instantaneously, he knew it was the Cuda. The older widow, who had found it in her long deceased husband's barn, said Dylan could just take it. Knowing that a lot of people would take advantage of the older woman's naivety, Dylan insisted on paying her for it. In a way, he wished he could have seen her face when he sent her the check; he was sure it had a lot more zeros in it than she was used to.
Not being able to resist, he walked over, leaned in the open driver's window and just looked at the interior that would soon be gleaming. He could already envision the black vinyl that would cover the front bucket seats as well as the back bench seat. He already had it on order, along with authentic interior carpeting. The chrome skull with glowing red eyes gearshift, he was enthralled about using for the floor shifter, would be in soon. He found himself coming down here in the middle of the night just to tinker around with it because he could not contain his excitement. Knowing that if he didn't head inside now he'd be out here for a couple of hours, he lightly tapped the window frame. He turned his back on his passion and headed into his quiet house.
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Most Helpful Customer Reviews
I had already had my eye on Dylan Cross when I "met" him in Three of Hearts. I was drawn to his witty one-liners and him being the playboy of Hamden, I knew I wanted to know his story. Natalie needed a business transaction. Dylan wanted to bed her and since that is what the little lady wanted, he was more than happy to oblige. There was something about her that intrigued him. Natalie was Dylan's polar opposite. She was a shy virgin who has never even been on a first date. She spends her days teaching kids and her nights caring for her dying mother, while Dylan was spending his nights bedding the beautiful woman of Hamden. What Dylan didn’t know was that this business deal would be just what he needs to make his heart whole and end his playboy ways. Her innocence drove him wild and tamed him at the same time. I loved watching Dylan settle down and put “his heart” on the line in a deal that started as an agreement, yet ended in their forever. Beautiful. This can be read as a series (#2 in series) or a standalone.
ARC Was Give To Blog For An Honest Review Dylan, don’t you just love that name? It reminds me of Dylan from 90210 when I was kid, and I was so in love with him, I even have a Dylan doll ( shh don’t tell anyone!). It seems that I have fallen for many men named Dylan in the books I’ve read. Well if you have not read the first book in this series, Three of Hearts, please go back and do that. Why? Because you will want to read about this Dylan as soon as you can, but you have to meet him and learn more about him from book one to really understand him in his story. In this book, there is a twenty-eight year old virgin named Natalie, not many of those around anymore. I was quite amazed by that revelation. Dylan is (I really do love saying that name) the playboy, the love and leave them kind of guy, no commitments for him ever. NO WAY, NO HOW. Dylan thinks he is doing a good thing, helping the virgin. He is teaching her how to have sex, saving her from possibly asking someone else that could hurt her, He is also pretending to be in a relationship with her, for show to ease her dying mother’s wish to see her daughter happy. Dylan is sweet with Nat, but oh does he teach her all the ins and outs (yes pun intended) of sex. Natalie’s confidence grows and her beauty shines brighter. Dylan does not see it coming but Cupid hit him with the arrow piercing straight through his heart. If you’re looking for a book that will make you hot and bothered but you also enjoy great dialogue and storyline, you will love Three of Spades. You will get a happy ending, actually there are many happy endings in the book! Wink wink.
OMG! This was AMAZING right from the start. Just can't say enough good things about it. Natalie is a shy, innocent kindergarten teacher who wants to taught about sex and make her dying mother think she has found true love. Dylan is the town playboy who is a hot, badboy who loves females and takes Natalie up on her offer to teach her everything about sex and desire. They both teach each other things and the story is just hot, sexy and full of emotion. It will have you breathing heavy one minute, laughing at the banter between characters the next and then grieving a second later. There is a lot of description in it which helps to make you feel like you have traveled to the small little town of Hamden.
Laugh, cry and then have your heart melt
“Natalie, you need to stop hiding behind me and your job and go put yourself out there if you don’t want to find yourself pitiful and alone”. Harsh words to hear from your mother! Gloria Parker was dying of cancer. Her and her daughter, Natalie, have a special bond and she knew her time was limited. She hated to be so mean to her daughter but she needed to make sure that Natalie would not be alone when she passed and if this gave her the push she needed, than Gloria felt that her scheme would be worth it. We all want what’s best for our children, but personally, I’m not so sure I would have been able to do this! Natalie, a kindergarten teacher, is a 28 year old virgin and has a very negative self image. A chance meeting at a local bar forces her to step out of her comfort zone and approach Dylan Cross with a business proposition. “I’d like to pay you to have sex with me.” Dylan Cross loves women and sex, he is a private person and the more you get to know Dylan the more you love him. He surprises himself with his feelings for Natalie and we get to see him become her knight and shinning armor and protector. It’s no wonder Natalie has such low self esteem when you get to know her brother’s and hear about her father. All Natalie wants is “to know what it’s like to be held in a man’s arms and to know I’m wanted both romantically and physically. Hence, if I am going to engage in such an affair, I want to make sure it’s full of occurrences and know-how that I can carry with me when I truly am alone.” Dylan’s sensitive side clearly comes out with Natalie. We see a new side to him that shows us that he is looking for his soul mate. He is envious of the relationship between Seth and Mae and I think he is truly looking for that same kind of love and happiness, even if he has a hard time convincing himself. The infamous bachelor becomes tamed when he finds the right woman!
The second book in the Hansen series is about Dylan Cross a ladies man who. Gets a offer like no other. Natalie is a school teacher who is Virgin and wants a fake relationship so her dying mother die in peace. This book was hot steamy and full of surprise . I love Dylan. You will love the Hansen hotties
Reviewer: Brittany Rating: 5 out of 5 Fairies Oh, how I love Dylan. His niceness in Three of Hearts made me swoon for him and this book straight pulled out the rug from under me. I always thought he was like a knight in shining armor but I never dreamed he would be this yummy. He may be a womanizer, but he's a single bachelor, so what's the harm in having a little fun. Poor Natalie man. She was suited with a horrible hand with the men in her life. It's no wonder she is a 28-year old virgin. I know I wouldn't trust my judgement with a father and brothers like that as role models. Sheesh. Talk about scum. I felt for her when her mamma was being so hateful, but I understood the reasoning. I'm sure no mother wants her child to always be alone like she was heading towards. She saw a problem rising with her mother and she found a unique way to solve it. And the steps she took to solve it floored me. She's got a major set of balls to offer Dylan a deal like she did. I literally had to place my tablet down, I was laughing so hard. She's so shy, but yet a confident sex siren all at the same time. She is the best of both worlds, and most guys wet dream I'm sure. The relationship between her and Dylan had me swooning. He was so gentle with her in every manner. But yet domineering in a yummylicious way. He protected her from probable harm with her brothers and her mother. He was strong for her when she needed a shoulder to lean on. When everyone around her was putting her down. He even picked her back up whenever she put her own self down. When you are told something or treated a certain way for so long, eventually you are going to believe those cruel intentions. And believe she did, whole-heartedly unfortunately. From the very beginning, I saw that they were going to fall in love with each other. They had met their soul mates. And I'm glad that they discovered that before it was too late. ****SPOILER ALERT**** The twist with Jones I didn't see coming. Call me naive or whatever, but I never connected the dots between RJ and Jones and I'm glad that she didn't get hurt in the end. Instead it honestly brought her and Dylan closer. I'm glad they got their happily ever after and the babies to boot. Twins! Whooda thunk it! And girls at that. Lord have mercy on those two girls when they start dating. Daddy gonna have a F-I-T! Disclosure: This book was provided by the author in exchange for an HONEST and not necessarily positive review.
Three of Spades I would to thank W. Ferraro for providing a copy of this book in exchange for an honest review. I have to admit I prefer The Three of Spades to the Three of Hearts and was extremely happy to see that W. Ferraro didn’t have the same issue of overusing character names in this book. This is the story of Dylan and Natalie. I’ve got to say I LOVE Natalie. She may be shy, she may be inexperienced and she may embarrass herself to the point even I was embarrassed for her, but she’s also feisty and not a complete walk-over. With this book there is more suspense. The book has you wondering when things are going to happen and when they do, well they really do come from the left wing. The book flowed really well for me and I was able to loose myself in the story finishing it in a few hours. I like the way the book switches from different POV without confusing you and leaving you wonder whose head you’re in now. The dialogue between the characters is real and again this just drew me in. I loved the cameo roles that the characters from Three of Hearts played in this storyline and also the teaser of Wes and Lola. That has me hooked and impatiently waiting for the next book in the series.
First off, author W. Ferraro has a very distinctive writing style. She is SNEAKY and can weave very subtle hints, or clues into her story line of what is happening next, or what to expect out of the next book. Its difficult to explain, but she had clues ALL over Three of Hearts which I missed, and I am a very detailed person when reading. EXCELLENT JOB with having that ability-many writers do not. Her writing is easy to read and understand, allowing the reader to easily fall into character and enjoy the journey with the characters of the book. Three of Hearts was a TRUE romance story, as is Three of Spades. Three of Spades is Book #2 in the Hamden Series, which follows Book #1, Three of Hearts. I will be perfectly honest, I LOVED, LOVED Three of Hearts; which is why I went onto Three of Spades. Three of Spades follows new Hamden Hottie, Dylan and naive Natalie, on their journey of finding more than what they bargained for. Dylan is a bad boy who likes sex-love em and leave em type of guy. Natalie is dealing with an overbearing/protective mother who is dealing with a health crisis and only wants to see her very single daughter, Natalie have herself a happily ever after. I'm not about spoilers and will not go into the details, but I can say, these two are a lot like vinegar and oil. I enjoyed the book. Did I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE it? No. Was Three of Hearts better? Yes. Spades had some editing issues; but this isn't the reason I didn't love it. Hearts captures, soothes and carefully mends the characters, where Spades almost gets their, but doesn't quiet accomplish what it seeks out to do. Spades is no different than many three part book series. Often times, Book #1 is FABULOUS, Book #2 is RUSHEd and Book #3 pulls it all together and KNOCKS it OUT OF THE BALL PARK! I have confidence in this author, W. Ferraro, Book #3, Three of Diamonds to be released 2013, will be even better than Three of Hearts, which I fell in love with this author and the Hamden Boys. YES! I would HIGHLY recommend Three of Spades, Three of Hearts and the soon to be released Three of Diamonds!!!
I love this story. Dylan and Nat are great characters. I love that Ferraro can make me feel the emotions that her characters do. I would recommend this book to any and everyone. And the steamy scenes are pretty awesome as well. *on the top of a Cuda...swoon*