Welcome to the third book in the My Husband Wants Series.
Since the eldest would never marry because of the shame of a generational disease, Doxy knew he would have to bear the heir to the Pomm holdings. He couldn't do that with another man He was desperately in love with a sex god, the walking orgasm, the one and only Fedvich DeLorraine Gavaintch of Gachent. And no matter how many times he tells himself he hasn't a chance with a man who can literally have anyone he wants, he still loves Fedvich with all his body.
Fedvich knows he's lost the moment that chubby cheeked pup of a boy enters their army. Not a boy, but very much a man. He's never seen a man look so boyish, nor one that blushes so easily as one Doxy Pomm. Little did he know that Doxy would destroy his drive for anyone else, take over his thoughts, and cause him to spill onto his own hand more often than he ever had in his entire life. Why couldn't he charm Doxy? Was he losing his touch? The Six definitely teased him enough to make him think so. Surely Doxy couldn't be that clueless.
The two men dance over and around each other's true feelings with one blushing constantly and the other growing more and more frustrated. Will they ever land in the same sheets? Or will they forever waste precious time thinking the other is not interested? Find out now