Roni Loren

Loving You Easy


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      LOVING YOU EASY

      RONI LOREN

       Copyright

      Published by HarperCollinsPublishers Ltd

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      London SE1 9GF

       www.harpercollins.co.uk

      First published in USA by Penguin Group (USA) 2016

      First published in Great Britain by Harper 2016

      Copyright © Roni Loren 2016

      Cover photograph © Shutterstock.com

      Cover layout design © HarperCollinsPublishers Ltd 2016

      Roni Loren asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work.

      A catalogue copy of this book is available from the British Library.

      This novel is entirely a work of fiction. The names, characters and incidents portrayed in it are the work of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or localities is entirely coincidental.

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      Source ISBN: 9780698184237

      Ebook Edition © January 2016 ISBN: 9780008108267

      Version: 2016-08-24

       Dedication

      To my husband, kidlet, and family,

      thank you for your endless encouragement and love.

      To my friend Dawn for being my sounding board and

       first reader for this book. It might’ve been

      burned in a bonfire before it was

      done if you hadn’t helped me push past the roadblocks.

      Thanks for being such a bossy cheerleader!

      And finally, to my readers, thank you for continuing

      on this journey with me. I look forward to

      many more trips to come!

       Contents

       Cover

       Title Page

       Copyright

       Dedication

      Prologue

      Chapter One

      Chapter Two

      Chapter Three

      Chapter Four

      Chapter Five

       Chapter Seven

       Chapter Eight

       Chapter Nine

       Chapter Ten

       Chapter Eleven

       Chapter Twelve

       Chapter Thirteen

       Chapter Fourteen

       Chapter Fifteen

       Chapter Sixteen

       Chapter Seventeen

       Chapter Eighteen

       Chapter Nineteen

       Chapter Twenty

       Chapter Twenty-One

       Chapter Twenty-Two

       Chapter Twenty-Three

       Chapter Twenty-Four

       Chapter Twenty-Five

       Chapter Twenty-Six

       Chapter Twenty-Seven

       Chapter Twenty-Eight

       Chapter Twenty-Nine

       Chapter Thirty

       Chapter Thirty-One

       Chapter Thirty-Two

       Epilogue

       Keep Reading Off the Clock

       Praise for the Novels of Roni Loren

       About the Author

       Also by Roni Loren

       About the Publisher

       PROLOGUE

      february 14th—log-in time: 11:26 p.m.

      I know how to recognize dangerous men.

      My mother taught me from an early age what to zero in on. The way a man looked at you. The way he spoke. The way he tried to get you to do something or see his point of view. The way he made you feel when he came close to you, that visceral, bone-deep sense that there was danger present. Your instincts know, Cora. Don’t ignore them.

      It’d been a lot to teach an eight-year-old.

      I doubt Mom wanted me to have to face that kind of fear so early on, but when you’re a detective and there’s a killer on the loose with a vendetta against you, you do what you have to do. My mom never caught the killer, and I never forgot the lesson.

      So even though he’s only a form on a screen, a cartoon really, I know the instant that he strides into the game what Master Dmitry is. I know what my body is trying to tell me even as I sit in the safety of my bedroom on the other side of a screen. Danger. Back away.

      But I don’t. I can’t.

      Dangerous men scare me. And I’m fascinated. After years of being mostly ignored, of failing at the dating game, of making high art of being put in the friend zone, I want to know what it’s like to be someone else. To not play it safe. To be desired.

      I use my wireless controller and have my character, Lenore, flip her hair to catch his attention. She’s so unlike me, Lenore. All flowing blond locks and epic curves. Feminine with a capital F. She’s the girl the guys fantasize about. I want to be that girl for