And I’m pretty sure I see fireworks over Big Ben and hear God Save the Queen. He’s brooding, short-tempered and the most arrogant man I’ve ever met.Īs we’re fighting, out of nowhere he kisses me. And his attitude isn’t as hot as his gorgeous face, broad shoulders and tight ass. I want to lick tea from his hard abs and listen to his accent all night long. He’s as charming as James Bond and as suave as Mr. On my first commute into work, it’s a total accident when I lose my balance and fall against the most handsome Brit alive. When I’m offered a temporary job working for a barrister, I say, sign me up.
It’s wall-to-wall hot British men in suits. When I’m offered the chance to leave New York to live in London for three months, I can’t pack my suitcase fast enough.Īs soon as I touch down I’m obsessing over red telephone boxes, palaces and all the black cabs.
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