So what? I swipe right on women younger than me. I hardly ever expect matches, so when the young nerdy girl named Beka Bayou not only matched and wanted to see me on the same day, how was I supposed to deny a hot chick?
But I didn't expect her to forget her glasses forcing us to go back to her apartment where she ensnared me with her not only her brown eyes through horn-rimmed glasses, but a body that won't quit, and a mouth that destroys souls—and she wants to know how many times can I regenerate.
As many times as necessary.
Every Beka Bayou tale is a standalone tale, as they are all different women through the eyes of each protagonist.
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