Reunited with the Rebel Billionaire
Bayou Billionaires #3
By: Catherine Mann
Releasing April 1st, 2016 (Ebook)
Releasing April 5, 2016 (Print) Harlequin
Is it a real reunion, or one for the cameras?
It's a second-chance romance from USA TODAY bestselling author Catherine Mann!
Football star Henri Reynaud won't let his career go down without a fight. If the only way to win is to reconcile with his estranged wife, he'll do what it takes.
But spending time with Fiona Harper-Reynaud isn't just some ruse.
The sultry beauty belongs in his bed.
Fiona doesn't know where her sexy husband's public act ends and his real feelings begin. Can she afford to fall a second time for the man every female wants?
One thing is undeniable—their attraction has never flared hotter!
Fiona looked around at the packed event, a total success. Anyone would think she had a full life.
Except she couldn’t bring herself to have sex with husband. She’d been so certain the surgery was the right decision.
She’d gone to counseling before and after. Her husband had been completely supportive.
And still the distance between them had grown wider and wider these past months, emphasizing how little they knew about each other. They’re married because of infatuation and great sex. Now that the initial glow of infatuation had passed and they didn’t even have sex to carry them through the rough patches, their marriage was floundering. Badly.
And with a cancer scare looming over her today, she couldn’t bear the thought that he would stay with her out of sympathy.
Henri wasn’t in much of a party mood, no matter how much his brothers elbowed him and teased him about his latest fumble. His Texas cousins weren’t cutting him any slack either.
He’d been thinking about the divorce papers his wife insisted on pursuing.
While the love had left their marriage, he’d heard plenty say that marriage had ups and downs. He wasn’t a quitter.
And damn it all, he still burned to have her.
His gaze skimmed along the guests around the pool, landing on his wife. Her loose hair and slim curves called to him, reminding him of the enticing feel of her back as he’d tugged her zipper up.
She smiled at whoever she spoke to – a man with his back to the rest the crowd - and nodded as she walked away.
The man turned and Henri’s breath froze in his chest. He knew the man well. Dr. Carlson was a partner in the practice Fiona used to see before they’d transferred her to another physician for the surgery.
Fear gelling in his gut, Henri charged away from his brothers and cousins, shouldering through the crowd to his wife.
He grasped her arm and guided her toward the shore of Lake Pontchartrain. “In a moment. When no one can over hear us.”
Lights from yachts and boats dotted the distance. Along the shoreline, couples walked hand and hand into the distance. Henri opened the boat house door and stepped inside. Moonlight streaked through streaked through the windows, across her face. Confusion and frustration stamped along her lovely features.
He angled them beneath a pontoon boat on a lift. The boat was still wet from use, and water tapped the ground in a rhythm that almost matched his pounding heart. Inhaling deeply, he caught the musty scent of the boathouse with the cinnamon notes of Fiona’s perfume. He’d bought it for her on trip to France before all of these difficulties had really gotten out of control.
“Enough already, Henri. Would you please tell me why we’re out here?”
He clasped both of her shoulders. “Are you okay?”
“What do you mean?”
“I saw you talking to Dr. Carlson.” He looked in her sherry colored eyes, trying to read her. Something flickered there but he wasn’t sure what.
Staring at the floor, she chewed her bottom lip for an instant before answering, “We were discussing a fundraiser and party for the pediatric oncology ward.”
Okay, but why was she looking away? “You’re sure that’s all?”
She hesitated a second too long. “What do you mean?”
Fear exploded inside him. “Are you feeling alright?” He clasped her shoulders. “Physically. Is there something wrong?
If so, you know I’m here for you. Whatever you need, just tell me.”
She squeezed her eyes closed, shaking her head, tears
“Oh God, Fiona, is it …,” his throat moved in a long swallow, “do you have…”
“What were you laughing so hysterically about?” Anger edged through the fear. “And would you like to clue me in on the joke because right now I could use something to lighten the mood?”
“No joke,” she said with a sigh, meeting his gaze again. “Just so ironic.”
“Then what are you hiding?”
“Not that it’s any of your business,” she chewed her bottom lip again, “but he asked me out for a drink to discuss the fundraiser.”
He saw red. Pure red. “He asked you out for a drink? As in for a date? Not because of the fundraiser?”
“Because of the fundraiser, but yes, he clearly meant a date as well.” She pulled at her curls, tension mounting in her cheeks.
Henri had to stay calm. Had to make it through this conversation. “And what did you say?”
“I told him I’m still married.” Eyes narrowing, the words launched at him like daggers.
“Clearly that wasn’t a problem for him since you are wearing my ring.”
She shrugged her shoulders, chandelier earrings swaying. “That didn’t bother him in the least.”
He turned toward the door, ready to return to the party and deck the guy straight into the pool.
Fiona placed a hand on his shoulder. “Stop, Henri. He mentioned hearing we’re splitting up. He thought I was available.”
“How would he have heard such a thing?” His mind went back to the original concern. “Were you at the doctor’s office where he’s a partner?”
She swallowed hard. “You seem to have forgotten his brother is our lawyer.”
“I was thinking the same thing actually.” She picked at her French manicure. “We should get separate lawyers.”
Damn it. This conversation was not going the way he intended. He just wanted to pull her into his arms and take her here. Now. To say to hell with the past and future. No more jealousy or discussion about … hell.
He just wanted her.
USA Today bestseller and RITA Award winning author Catherine Mann writes contemporary romance for Berkley, Harlequin, Sourcebooks and Tule. With over sixty books released in more than twenty countries, she has also celebrated six RITA finals, an RT Reviewer’s Award finalist, three Maggie Award of Excellence finals and a Bookseller’s Best win. Catherine and her flyboy husband live on the Florida coast where they brought up their 4 children – and still have 5 four-legged, furry “children” (aka pets). Catherine is an active volunteer with an animal rescue, serving on their Board of Directors and fostering over 200 puppies, ill dogs, and dogs with service/working potential.
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The first in a new contemporary romance intrigue series by multi-published author Paula Altenburg about spies, lies, and the games people play.
The games are about to begin.
Au pair and Canadian ex-pat Isabelle Beausejour has been living abroad for most of her twenty-four years, traveling the world with her irresponsible father. When Isabelle finds herself stranded in Bangkok, with no job, no money, and nowhere to turn, she soon becomes desperate.
Canadian Security Intelligence Service officer Garrett Downing is on the hunt for Canadian military goods that have gone missing. Instead, he finds himself coming to the aid of a young Canadian woman with more resourcefulness than common sense.
Isabelle has no choice but to accept a stranger’s help in getting back home to Canada. Once there, however, as enemies turn into lovers, it soon becomes a game of keeping secrets. Garrett is more than he seems. Isabelle knows more than she’s willing to admit. Will she choose loyalty to her father over the love of a man who tells lies for a living?
Loving and tender romance between a daughter of an international criminal and Canadian spy, who takes interest in her, in more than just professional meaning.
The set up is interesting in this story, since Garrett first time meets Isabelle, when she is about to commit a crime. From the first moment, Garrett goes way beyond his duty, and gets tangled in Isabelle's life, maybe more than he should, considering the positions they both are, thanks to her father.
The story takes a look at Garrett and Isabelle's life, and the difficulties her father and his crimes, bring to them, and the possible relationship they could have. It is a story of a troubled young woman, who can thank her lucky stars, that Garrett game and saved her, again and again, it seems. The story is a romance, with a shadow of a mystery in the background regarding to her father, and the secrets they keep from each other. There's no suspense or action to speak of, so I would have a hard time classifying it as a romantic suspense story.
Garrett and Isabelle have a connection, they are attracted to each other, that is clear, but the situation they are in, is nearly impossible for them to act upon the growing feelings they have for each other. Garrett's family generously opens their home for her, and gives her a chance at life with a future, when it seems that there's no one else she can turn to for help. The tale provides plenty of fun, sweet, moments Garrett and Isabelle have with the kids of the family.
The story is well written, the plot very thought out, making the story flow nicely and freely. At times the dialogue felt a little stiff, mostly when the characters were talking about their feelings. The emotions, for me, stayed rather superficial, I had difficulties connecting with the characters on the emotional level. They both, Garrett and Isabelle, seemed a bit cold, emotionless, and detached most of the time. The utter desperation of her situation could have brought much deeper feelings, even little angst to the picture, in my opinion.
An interesting, noteworthy beginning of a new series
~ Three Spoons with a teaspoon on the side
An unexpected tenderness
She may be the co-owner of an elite lingerie boutique that caters to women's intimate fantasies, but Autumn Dupree doesn't believe in happy endings. Although determined to keep her own romantic yearnings under wraps, she reluctantly agrees to be her sister's maid of honor. Worse, she has to share the nuptial festivities with Chicago's most irresistible bachelor…
Best man Ajay Reed arouses a passion Autumn longs to fulfill. The entrepreneurial nightclub owner has his own reasons for guarding his heart. But the alluring temptress is awakening new feelings he cannot deny. Can Ajay convince Autumn that they both need to take a leap of faith? As well as trust in the promise of a love that could give them everything they ever dreamed of?
Such a tender and sensual journey into love, the forever kind, the unexpected, and all dreams fulfilling kind.
This journey between Ajay and Autumn takes its time, the book covers nearly a year's time, as they prepare their sibling's wedding. There are random meetings, dates that were not planned, heated moments in most unexpected places, movie nights at home. Slowly, but surely, they get to know each other, they learn to trust each other, they see each other like no one else does, and share some painful, deep things from their pasts, that has molded them to be the people they are today.
The characters are all highly likable, charismatic, and charming. I like this series, because the stories have enough drama and life built into them, that there's no need for angst in between the characters.
The time they take to move from acquaintances to friends, to something more is delicate, admirable, and enthralling. There's something very glamorous in the life they live, but it is not over the top, just suits them well.
I am completely enamored with Ajay and Autumn, I didn't want the story to end. I hope there's more to come in this enticing and sensual series
~ Four Spoons and a teaspoon on the side
The Total Package
By: Stephanie Evanovich
Releasing March 15, 2016
Smart and sexy Dani Carr knows as much about football as any man--maybe more. It’s always been her dream to make a living talking about the game she loves. But Dani’s not interested in being just the usual eye-candy sideline reporter; she wants to be the first woman analyst on a pre-game show, the ultimate in exclusive boys-club jobs. And it turns out, that despite the odds, she has the talent to get her there.
Star quarterback-and heartthrob--Tyson Palmer always did things in spectacular fashion, including ruining his career after debuting as a first-round draft pick. When the head coach of the Austin Mavericks refuses to let him waste his million dollar arm, Tyson makes a Hail Mary pass at redemption and succeeds with everyone…except Dani, who appears to be using her high-profile commentator job to make a name for herself at his expense. Dani refuses to let anyone forget about Tyson’s transgressions….and for good reason. There’s history between these two, sizzling history that dates back to their college days, and it ended in another spectacular flame-out of Tyson’s. He’s conveniently forgotten all about that episode because Dani is no longer the cute girl next door he barely remembers--she’s a bombshell with huge ratings and a long memory.
But can a woman trying to claw her way to the top and a quarterback who knows all about rock bottom make it to the Super Bowl without destroying each other in the process? And what will happen when Tyson-riding high on his career comeback-realizes he needs to make an even more important comeback with Dani?
A different kind of sports romance, with unique plot line, intriguing characters, realities of the other side of the glamourous life of professional sports.
What makes this story's romance different than most, is that after the first chapter, the hero and heroine, don't meet again for several years, and until a third of the story has gone by.
Because Tyson's drug and alcohol abuse, he has to go into an intensive, secluded rehab, to get his head cleared, sober up, and then get back into a shape, to be able to return to the limelight.
The author has a detail oriented style of writing, but those details are often in the physical or material matters, not so much in the emotions and feelings. So even though there are details of Tyson's stay in the rehab, and of the training to get back on the field, the story doesn't dwell on the drama and angst of the situation Tyson is in. It rather shows how he finds an inner peace, how he is determined, to succeed once again, to find a way to have a life and a future.
During the years gone by, Dani has also gone through a transformation, but more on the physical side, superficial looks, than growing up as a person. Her college girl crush, has turned into nearly a career obsession towards Tyson, as she is battling the attraction she has for him, against the anger she would love to hold on to. And then, Dani ends up making choices in her career and personal life, that she later question.
The secrets are kept surprisingly long, and seems to be accumulating. The choices that Dani keeps making left me perplexed several times, since it was easy to forget how young, she still was, despite everything that has occurred during the story.
Dani and Tyson have a connection, the attraction that keeps pulling them towards each other. Events keeps proving them, that they might not be perfect for each other, but that pull is there, and stronger each time. If only they could be honest with each other, then all the misunderstandings would be cleared as well.
The plot is alluring, I read this at once, after starting it. Dani comes across as little immature, but the characters are fascinating and engaging. Serious issues, like substance abuse, and recovery, are handled well. I liked the story. I did want to get more emotionally involved with the characters and events. I wish the story would have revealed a little more on that front with Tyson and Dani, dug a little deeper.
A sports hero who battles his demons, and get's a second chance, not only on the ball field, but in life, love and future as well.
~ Four Spoons
Tyson scowled defensively, before leaning his forearms down on the table between them. “Then I guess there really isn’t any story left to tell. Sounds like you know it all.” He was sorry he had offered her a seat, much less his drink.
“I told you, Tyson, I want to try to help you,” she reiterated.
“Because I believe in you,” Ella stated with conviction, as if that was enough to earn his trust. But Tyson Palmer was long past trusting anyone, including himself.
“Why?” he repeated, now angry.
Ella looked down at the table for a moment, then said quietly, “Because I remember the guy I tutored. Who was serious about his game and never had a problem taking no for an answer.”
He wanted to laugh in her naïve face. To mockingly tell her at the time she hadn’t been worth the pursuit, if for no other reason than to get her to leave him alone. He wanted her to stop looking at him in the way she was, like he was not a total disaster. But most of all, he no longer wanted to be reminded of when he was in control and held the world in the palm of his football-throwing hand.
“That kid doesn’t exist anymore. When you graduate and join the real world, you’ll realize that people change, usually not for the better,” he spat out cynically.
“I refuse to believe that.”
Tyson sighed and ran his hand through the shaggy brown hair that had outgrown his clean cut months ago. She was being way too persistent, but her sincerity was admirable, and part of him wanted to believe her.
“Okay. We’re friends, now what?”
She brightened with his acquiescence. And she really did have a pretty smile. “Now you let me be a good friend and help take care of you. You look so tired. ”
This time he didn’t hold back the laugh, and while it wasn’t exactly harsh, it still was hollow. She wasn’t able to help him any more than he could help himself. And she made it sound so easy, like she could perform some sort of exorcism and all his demons would flee. The more likely story was she was trying to get close to him under the misguided impression that he had something left to offer.
“You’re good, Mother Teresa. Why don’t we go someplace quiet where I can confess my sins and you can absolve me? Make sure you turn your phone on to record, so you don’t miss the good stuff.”
“You’re wrong, but I understand you being leery,” she patiently explained. “I . . . I always liked you, Tyson, and you were always so nice to me. You deserve to have someone on your side. I know this is all just your circumstances talking.”
“Sorry, not interested.” Tyson took back his now-empty glass and went back to sucking the last remnants of Gentleman Jack off the ice. Damn his mouth was dry, always so dry. As far as he was concerned, the conversation was closed. He wanted her to get out before he settled back into the dark side.
“What would it take for me to get you interested? For you to consider coming home with me, at least for a decent night’s sleep?”
Maybe it was the way she asked it, completely oblivious to the fact that the question itself made her sound like a hooker. Maybe it was the pity or her dogged insistence that he see himself for something other than he was, which was a lost cause. And then, like a lighthouse shining through the fog in his brain, it dawned on him. His cute little virtuous tutor had joined the ranks of pleasure seekers and was trying to get him into bed. At least that explanation turned the exchange from ludicrous to one that made sense.
“You still a virgin, Ella Bella?” He answered her question with one of his own, accompanied by a smile of complete impropriety.
Finally she blinked. Her grip tightened around the handle of the purse in her lap, and she stared at it before looking back up at him and meeting his gaze head-on.
“Yes.” She spoke her one-word answer unemotionally, even as the flush crept up to her cheeks.
Tyson sat back in his chair, the recesses of his drug-addled mind jarred. Wrong answer. She was supposed to have forsaken her outdated notion of chastity. She was supposed to have been tainted by now, like everyone he knew. As corrupted as he was.
“Hey Ella Bella, what do you say to you and me going someplace to get freaky?” Part of it was said in jest, trying to recover from just how badly she managed to throw him. Another part of him longed to engage in just a little bit of the same harmless banter from the days when she was a sweetheart and he was a hero.
“Your place or mine?” Her answer was so unexpected and sounded just as foreign to his ears.
New York Times Bestselling Author, Stephanie Evanovich is a full-fledged Jersey girl from Asbury Park who began writing fiction while waiting for her cues during countless community theater projects. She attended New York’s School of Film and Television and acted in several improvisational troupes and a few small-budget movies, all in preparation for the greatest job she ever had, raising her two sons. Now a full-time writer, she’s an avid sports fan who holds a black belt in tae kwon do.
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Some lies never stay buried...
Betsy Jakes was having nightmares, nightmares that could solve a decades-old mystery. And for someone in her small town, that meant she had to die.
When Sam Jakes returns home to help his brother solve their mother's murder, two things shake him to the core. This crime is clearly the work of a serial killer who has struck twice before. And ... Lainey Pickett is still in town.
The woman he walked away from without an explanation years ago has just walked back into his life. She still holds a grudge - and his heart.
As Sam digs deeper into the murders and thirty-year-old secrets begin to emerge, he finds himself racing against time not only to catch a killer but to keep Lainey, the only woman he'll ever love, from falling victim, too.
A series' conclusion, that left me breathless. Absolutely fantastic romantic suspense, where the romance and mystery are twined together perfectly.
Since the book one, the author has given some clues to the reader who might have been behind the heinous, senseless murders in the small town in the mountains of Virginia. Even when part of the story is told from the murderer's point of view, the true identity still manages to surprise.
The story is flowing off the pages so seamlessly, it was impossible to put down, until the case was solved. The fear and tension in the town are palpable, the frustration of the law enforcement high, since there seems to be no evidence to point out to any direction.
The tragic murder of their mother, brings the recluse son, Sam to the town. He had his reasons to stay away, the reasons no one truly understood, until they meet him again after a decade. The scars the war left on him, are not only outside, but the PTSD flares up, when you least expect, and he wanted to keep his loved ones safe, from himself.
The reunion with Lainey is oddly beautiful in its brutality. It shows that no one is safe from the tragedies of life, and puts both Sam and Lainey on the same line immediately. I absolutely loved them together, how the angst and drama of their circumstances was enough, and the author just lets them love and cherish each other, after the long separation. Their honesty, loyalty, and love for each other was stunning, and so graceful.
All the characters in the story are well built, and have levels of depth, that made them alluring. They are the kinds of people you want to spend your time with, and get to know them, lovable, charming, and utterly captivating.
In the midst of the thrilling and heart-stopping mystery, that leaves several families devastated, two broken souls finally find their way back to each other, if only they can stay alive, to have the second chance with each other
~ Five Spoons
Johnny Gamble isn’t afraid of anything. Except Fiona Lannigan’s effect on him. It’s not just that she sees through his love ‘em and leave ‘em ways, she’s also his partner in Whiskey River’s most prestigious law firm.
He believes she deserves better than him until they “matched” at the annual Valentine’s Day dance and the night turns into one of the most romantic of his life. Convincing him that he’s found a woman he doesn’t want to leave.
Fiona is all for a good time with Johnny. There have been sparks between them from the beginning, but more than one night between the sheets isn’t in the cards.
Or so she thinks, until Johnny turns on the romance.
Can Johnny convince Fiona that this is one Valentine’s Gamble worth taking?
Whiskey River series
Book 1: Where There's a Will
Book 2: One Night with the Cowboy
Book 3: One Night with the Tycoon
Book 4: One Night with the Bad Boy
Book 5: One Night with the Playboy
Book 6: The Valentine Gamble
A perfect story to escape for a couple of hours. It has some serious spark, from friends to lovers theme, and lots of steamy moments over the valentine's day date!
I really liked, that Johnny was so over the moon for Fiona. He really loves her, and is trying to do everything right, and then trying a little too hard, and of course he fumbles all over that.
And Fiona isn't holding off for any other reason, but fear, and for Jonny to see that, it was adorable. And sometimes all you need is some advise from your mom, no matter what your age.
After ten years, they really know each other, and care for each other, but do they have the courage to take the leap, and trust each other with their hearts?
I have enjoyed this series, it is fun filled, has passionate, charismatic characters, family first values, and good cowboy attitudes, and loyal friends.
~ Four Spoons
From Bachelor to Father
Firefighter Liam McGregory is used to staring down fivealarm fires—but becoming a father to his two little nieces has him sending out a call for help.
When the girls return a lost pup to its beautiful owner, Liam thinks widow Sarah Blackburn is just the person he needs—or who the children need.
He's promised to never marry again. ' Sarah takes his deal: she'll watch his kids and he'll watch her menagerie of pets—but the new father is off-limits.
But two determined little matchmakers can be hard to resist when they need a mom to make one big happy family…
Inspirational, heartwarming, and clean story about a hero uncle, who does everything he can, to take care of 'his girls', and in the process falls in love with the neighbour lady.
Liam has a heart of gold, he always seems to be thinking the others first, he wants only the best for the girls, for his aunt, neighbours, friends, and coworkers.
The road to be an instant dad isn't easy. The girls, as well as Liam, are all mourning of a loss of a dad and a brother. New life, new routines, new town and workplace for Liam, everything changed in one instant. Thankfully, he has a great network, where he can get advice and support when needed.
Sarah is still dealing with the loss of her husband and unborn daughter some years back, when her grandmothers increased need for help brings her back to her hometown. Soon she is fully integrated into the life of Liam and his girls, while fast falling for the whole family, and wanting to be part of the little family.
There's a great message of how God will provide, and take care of us, at the moment of need, if we trust Him to do so. Also He sends the correct people to be there for us, when we need them. I enjoy these Love Inspired novels, as they often are filled with such great comfort and guidance in faith.
A heartfelt, charming, and loving tale, with cute kids, pets that make a difference, friends and family that like to meddle, and romance that makes you smile
~ Four Spoons
To Know Me Box Set
The Complete Series #1 – 4
By: Marcy Blesy
Released July 13, 2014
**Four Books in One**
Seventeen-year-old Mae is convinced that the consequences of her poor decisions have caused the untimely deaths of three close family members within a year, no matter how ludicrous her thoughts seem to those she loves.
The solution? Run away so no one else she cares for gets hurt. Despite Mae’s efforts to blend in at a new high school just long enough to graduate, she meets Ty, the "perfect guy" with his own secrets and a relentless interest in her.
She must decide if she can stop running from the past and still protect those she loves; and if she does return home, whether Ty is really the right person to protect her fragile heart.
Complete 4 Book Series:
To Know Me
To Love Me
To Forgive Me
To Choose Me
**To Know Me is an upper YA-New Adult Romance Series, not intended for younger readers.**
To know me is to die. I mean, to really know me, like when you know I can run for hours without so much as a water break, or that cinnamon sugar doughnuts are my weakness, or that my dad gave me a whole different name.
But I don’t let people get that close. I’ve learned the hard way. Too many people die in my life. Grandma said I was only unlucky.
“It’s not your fault all those people you love die. It’s just bad luck that you’ve had to deal with grief so young.
Not fair at all,” she’d said. That was right before she died on my seventeenth birthday and right after my sister Laura, my dad, and my dog Petie.
I direct Mom Number 4 toward the front door of the high school. I always get a new mom when I transfer schools. I have yet to find a school that allows a seventeen-year-old to register herself. I wanted to graduate in Ohio, but too many people started asking questions. They weren’t important questions. Just stuff like, “How come I can’t ever come over to your house?” or “Why won’t you ever talk about yourself?” or when I do, “That’s not what you told so-and-so.” I had to leave. To let people into my life isn’t an option anymore. But, there’re no worries anyone will start to ask questions here. It’s already March. That diploma is as good as mine. Then I can enroll in online college and try to salvage something of my pathetic life.
Marcy Blesy is the author of several middle grade and young adult novels and short stories. Her picture book, Am I Like My Daddy?, helps children who experienced the loss of a parent when they were much younger. She has also been published in two Chicken Soup for the Soul books as well as various newspapers and magazines.
By day she runs an elementary school library and enjoys spending time with her husband and two boys.
Marcy is a believer in love and enjoys nothing more than making her readers feel a book more than simply reading it. She likes to connect with her readers via @marcyblesy or at www.marcyblesy.com.
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The O’Brien Family Book One
By: Cecy Robson
Released November 3rd, 2015
Once they shared a night of passion. Now a chance encounter forces them back together.
In the O’Brien Family series debut two total opposites find that the flames of desire are still smoldering. Tough-as-steel cop Curran O’Brien is quickly rising through the ranks of the Philadelphia police department.
But when his rookie partner is almost killed under his watch, Curran just wants to prove he still has what it takes to walk among Philly’s finest. So he’s pissed to be stuck on a cushy security assignment for the DA’s office . . . until he gets a good look at the sweet, straitlaced intern he’s supposed to protect—but not touch.
Tess Newart recognizes Curran instantly. How could she not? Back in college she tied this former frat boy to the bed with her argyle socks! That sizzling one-night stand was the only indiscretion Tess ever allowed herself.
She has survived law school so far, despite being pushed to succeed by her overbearing father. Now that she’s interning on a major case against a ruthless crime boss, she won’t jeopardize her career by giving in to temptation again.
She just never expected temptation to look so damn hot in uniform. Tess knows her father has other plans for her, and they don’t include Curran.
But soon she’s falling for him all over again. And when danger emerges, Curran will prove just how good a bad-boy cop can be.
CECY ROBSON is the New Adult and Contemporary author of the Shattered Past series, the O’Brien Family novels, and the award winning author of the Weird Girls Urban Fantasy Romance series. A self-proclaimed professional napper, Cecy counts among her talents a jaw-dropping knowledge of useless trivia, the ability to make her hair big, and a knack for breaking into song, despi4e her family’s vehement protests. A full-time writer, registered nurse, wife, and mother living in the South, Cecy enjoys spending time with her family and silencing the yappy characters in her head by telling their stories.
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Husband and wife reunite in USA TODAY bestselling authors Debra Webb & Regan Black's sizzling Colby Agency: Family Secrets series!
When someone tries to kill security expert Sophia Leone on a dark road, she's rescued by her husband—a US army general she thought died a year ago.
Suddenly, Frank Leone is back, very much alive, and insisting that someone is trying to kill Sophia.
Convicted of treason before his supposed death, Frank claims a shadow group is behind everything.
Now Sophia must put her life in the hands of the handsome desperado she married for better or worse thirty years ago…the man she never stopped loving.
I'm so excited to tell you my thoughts about this book, that I think I need to take a deep breath first.
I love this story, for so many reasons. First of all, such a different kind of setup from most books. They have a thirty year marriage behind them, and she thought he was dead. And not only dead, but killed himself after being convicted of treason. And now he's back, saying she and their daughter are in danger.
The action, hunt for the true criminals, to undercover the secrets, betrayals, the criminal web is non stop. The suspense is high, everyone is connected, and connected to the high level in the military. It left me breathless, hanging on to each word as it spelled out. The speed of the tale, the constant new recoveries of leads, and the vigilant hunt for the truth and justice, just loved it.
And then, the relationship, romance. There's no question of the chemistry, or connection, knowing each other, after thirty years together. And it is all still there, like it was just last week when they departed.
But there's also so much anger, sadness, fear, trust issues, that they have to build the foundation again, to be able to find a common ground and move on. And after everything that has happened, is that even possible?!
I enjoyed reading about a 'grown up' romance, when people in romance novels are finally older, or close to my age, it is a rare treat these days. They played so well with each other, as a team, knowing each other and even sensing their thoughts and jitters. They are truly equal with each other, they are both smart, trained, and capable. And when you add these two into the setup they were in, I would recommend not to start reading the story very late at night, if you have an early wake up call the next day..
Endless instability, menace, and peril, crimes committed one can barely fathom, and only days to solve the twisted mystery, to avoid even bigger downfall, and to get justice to those who deserve it, and the truth to all who are willing to listen. The suspense and intrigue will leave you gasping, and looking forward for more. And the romance, the bittersweet reunion, the love you vowed that would never die, is there really a second chance, after everything is said and done?
~ Five Spoons!
Hot Rides #1
By: Sidney Bristol
Releasing February 23, 2016
Blazing Miami sun. Cool classic cars. Dangerous undercover assignment. In Sidney Bristol’s scorching new Hot Rides series, the cars are fast and the romance is furious…
Aiden DeHart has a history—and secrets. His classic car garage is a front for an FBI operation. His current mission: get some evidence from a drug dealer’s ex-wife, then get out. Madison Haughton sending his engine into overdrive isn’t part of the plan, though, especially considering she might not be as innocent as Aiden thought…
Since her divorce from her sleazeball ex, Madison has sworn off bad boys, gotten some sweet tattoos, and become a star of Miami’s roller derby scene. But however fast she skates, her ex is always on her tail. When the sexy guy in the muscle car offers to help, he could be her ticket to safety—or a detour down a deadly road…
Buckle your seatbelt, it's a wild ride...
At the beginning, it takes some time to set the stage, and give the scoop on the cast of characters. I was somewhat surprised to learn this was the first book in the series, since it gave off the feeling, that a lot has gone down with the group, before the story ever starts. But after the slow start, things are really starting to happen.
There are so many players, and so many layers of the tale, from gangsters, criminals, street gangs, to the law, and from undercover ops, to street racing to roller derby, and somehow it all seems to be connected to each other, in one way or another.
And if that doesn't leave you breathless, add to the mix a hot and heavy attraction between Aiden and Madison. They might have little choice about working together, against her ex, but the instant trust Madison has for Aiden is by choice. Aiden is convinced there's no place for a closer relationship of any kind in his life, but for the first time he meets Madison, he claims her 'his'.
The story has its moments, the dialog is sparkling at times, the characters themselves seems to be on the edge, and breathless constantly. The trust issues, for a good reason, are frequent, but the sense of family formed by friends is still strong.
I liked the story, and the strong personalities of the characters, it reminded me of certain movies. I'm convinced there's a huge fan base for this kind of books, where your knowledge and love for cars of all kinds, will be appreciated, as well as the passion to do the right thing, and let the justice win, no matter what the cost.
Energetic cast, events that roll on over each other, no dull moment, and sizzling romance, makes this a very promising new series
~ Three Spoons with a teaspoon on the side
What was he doing?
Aiden downshifted into a lower gear as they reached a busier street. Madison’s knuckles were white where she gripped the car. He could hear her panting for breath over the purr of the engine and it set his teeth on edge.
He should have sent her on her way, but he hadn’t been able to. The way her eyes had pleaded with him, the desperation.
He’d bet his Challenger she was innocent. And he didn’t harm innocents. There weren’t a lot of limits left to him, but that was one.
There was still a chance this whole thing could be a setup. Madison could be playing him. This whole divorce might be a ruse. But if it were, they had even the police fooled. No, Madison’s story was at least partly truthful. She was Dustin’s ex, but she might also be the key to learning how to pry open the inner ranks of Michael Evers’s organization.
That didn’t answer why he had Madison in his car, or why he pushed the Challenger in turns or zipped through traffic.
This kind of driving was asking for trouble, but the way her breathing hitched, how she squeaked when he cut it close passing another car or skidded around a turn—it only encouraged him. By the time he reached the highway and headed toward the night’s meet-up, the pitch of her noises had changed, dropping an octave. Yeah, fast cars had that kind of effect on some people.
“How exactly did you go from being a housewife to a roller derby girl?” She baited his curiosity like few things did these days unless it was connected to Evers. His life was one, sad refrain—catch the bastard.
Madison chuckled. “Wish fulfillment. In high school I wanted the family I didn’t have. When I got divorced, I wanted to be the kind of woman who didn’t let life keep her down. Want to take a bet on what I do next?”
Her humor surprised a laugh out of him. She was an interesting woman, that was for sure.
It wasn’t long before the lights of Miami faded behind them and the Everglades stretched out on either side.
For the couple miles it took to reach the race site, he could pretend he wasn’t doing a job. That he was just a guy, driving a fast car with a pretty girl by his side. It was a nice dream, but it wasn’t for him.
He exited onto a two-lane road that seemed to go nowhere. Unless you knew where you were going. He took a turn and taillights lit up the darkness. Other speed junkies on the search for a fix.
They’d created a loose association of drivers. Those people in Miami who felt they had what it took under the hood to go fast and drive hard met up for a little friendly competition. At least they pretended it was friendly.
He passed a four-way stop, rounded another turn, and the night came alive with headlights, running lights, and the beat of a dozen different sound systems blaring music.
There were a couple of groups dancing, some popping and grinding while others pulled out the smooth, salsa moves.
People milled up and down the street, taking a look under the hood of some of the most jacked-up cars in the state.
“What’s this?” Madison asked. They passed the outlying vehicles, the people lined up to watch the beginning of the race.
“This is race night.” He revved the engine and chuckled when she jumped.
“Okay, smart-ass, I can kind of figure that one out on my own. I mean,”—she waved at the crowds gathering on the shoulder, the people set up for a show and the cars—“is this a thing? What’s going on?”
She had no idea the world she’d just stepped into.
“Every couple of weeks we have race night. Rules are simple—you have to have won a race since the last race night and someone has to verify you won. We pick a place, set the track, and see who wins. Simple, really.”
A redheaded woman stepped onto the asphalt directly in front of them. She wore a tiny pair of white shorts and a bikini top. She wiggled her fingers at him and smirked.
Roni was a damn fine driver, but you wouldn’t know it looking at her. She preferred to distract with her looks, as much as her twin, Tori, preferred to hide them under grease. Another of the guys pulled a few chairs out of
the way and Aiden reversed into the vacant spot.
“Who’s that?” Madison asked. Her posture had gone tense, rigid.
“A friend,” he replied.
He gave the accelerator one last tap to hear the purr before shutting it off. Too bad he’d been too wrapped up with a restoration job the last few weeks to make any of the propositioned races. It would have been interesting to see how Madison reacted when he burned over the finish line. Some women really got into it. Was she the type? He kind of wanted to find out.
Since meeting her that afternoon, he’d rolled around a few ways to tackle this situation. He felt pretty certain coming clean with her was the best choice. The question now was how to continue. There was no denying his attraction to her. He could play that angle, which would be a perfect explanation to Dustin why he was hanging
out with his ex-wife.
Aiden stepped out of the Challenger. The damp evening air wrapped around him like a blanket. This far out into the Everglades they might as well be swimming. Without the noise of the cars, they could hear the buzz of cicadas and calls of the birds that lived in the wetlands. It was a beautiful and deadly habitat.
Madison circled the car and met him at the edge of the road. He could feel the gaze of not just his crew on him, but everyone surrounding them. There was no doubt that when Aiden or Julian did something, people paid attention, but this was a little much. He let his gaze travel over those gathered, taking in the position of the
major players, the sideline jockeys, the outright gang members, and the other crews who just wanted to drive fast and score quick cash.
Why the hell were they staring?
He turned toward Madison—oh.
Standing in front of his Challenger, dressed like she’d just stepped off the pages of a hot-rod magazine, of course she’d draw the eyes of everyone in a quartermile radius. Those long legs were silhouetted by the running lights of his car and the thin fabric of her shirt was practically see-through.
“Come here.” He grabbed her arm and pulled her out of the light.
“What? What’s wrong with you?” Madison grumbled.
He didn’t reply, because what was he going to say?
I don’t want everyone looking at you like that.
“Hey, mami,” Julian said. He stopped between them and peered down at Madison. Julian was a big man, of
mixed Cuban and Mexican heritage. His face was scarred from an IED explosion and more than a couple fights. He still kept his hair military short, which only accentuated the broken lines of his face and his dark, soulless eyes. Julian was a man with a singular purpose in life. Little else filled him now. He was hardly the same man Aiden remembered from boot camp.
Madison arched one brow and stared up at him, as if she were issuing a challenge. Aiden might find the exchange entertaining—were she tangling with anyone else. Julian though, he wasn’t a man to be trifled with.
“Madison, this is Julian. He co-owns the shop with me.”
Julian’s gaze flicked toward Aiden, but he didn’t meet it. Why had he brought her?
She put her hands on her hips and the neckline gaped forward.
Right. How could he forget those curves?
“You still racing tonight?” Aiden asked to get Julian to stop leering at Madison’s breasts. If she didn’t need Aiden in her life, then she really didn’t need Julian’s baggage barreling into hers.
Julian’s lips curled. “Yeah, heat four.”
“Hey, boys.” Tori stepped into their cluster, holding two beers. Unlike her sister, Tori wore cargo pants and a tank top, her red hair braided on either side of her head. A grease smudge marked her cheek, which was pretty much the norm.
“Oh, sorry, didn’t realize you had a third. Hi, I’m Tori.” She handed the bottles to them and wiped her hand off on her pants before offering it to Madison.
“Hi.” It was almost comical to watch Madison’s face, the way it creased. She no doubt recalled Roni’s distracting shorts and bikini-top number to Tori’s cargos and tank top.
“Hey, Aiden.” Roni crossed the street at a jog. Up and down the street people stopped to stare, which was exactly why Roni picked her race-day outfits to show as much skin as possible. Distraction was her favorite tactic.
It can never be said that NYT & USA Today Bestselling author Sidney Bristol has had a ‘normal’ life. She is a recovering roller derby queen, former missionary, and tattoo addict. She grew up in a motor-home on the US highways (with an occasional jaunt into Canada and Mexico), traveling the rodeo circuit with her parents. Sidney has lived abroad in both Russia and Thailand, working with children and teenagers. She now lives in Texas where she splits her time between a job she loves, writing, reading and fostering cats.
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Releasing with St. Martin’s Press
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Wild Wedding Series Book One
by: Ann Marie Walker
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Ann Marie Walker writes steamy contemporary romance and is co-author of the Chasing Fire series (Remind Me, Release Me, Reclaim Me) from Penguin Books. She and her writing partner Amy K. Rogers instantly bonded over their love of alpha males, lemon drop martinis and British supermodel David Gandy. Ann Marie attended the University of Notre Dame and currently lives in Chicago.
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Cut to the Chase
Dangerous Love #2
By: Elle Keating
Releasing March 8, 2016
When Erin Whitley is alone with Chase Montclair, high above the city in his glittering penthouse, she sees a side of the legendary businessman no one ever sees. As powerful and commanding in the bedroom as he is in the boardroom, Chase can melt her with a word and thrill her with a touch. But when he bares his soul and tells her he loves her, Erin fears a dark secret from her past will destroy everything.
Chase vows to protect Erin at any cost. Every night, he takes her in his arms and unleashes her wildest inhibitions. Every day, he wakes her with kisses and promises her more. But the deeper they fall in love, the closer the danger gets.
If Erin wants to be freed her from her past, she will have to trust Chase with her life. And if Chase wants to be with Erin forever, he must risk losing her first.
Chase Montclair stared out the window at the world below and prayed that the evil that yearned to infiltrate their lives would just disappear. But it would take more than prayer to lure the sick son-of-a-bitch out of the hole he had successfully hidden in for the past year. Erin and her brother had been on the defense too long. It was time they took action and put an end to the madness.
Chase walked over to the bed and looked down at the sleeping woman, the woman he was determined to make his in every sense of the word. He pulled back the covers and slipped in behind her. As if by instinct, she nestled in closer, pulling his arm around her, though she was still peacefully asleep. The valiant part of him told him to let her rest. But as he held her naked body close, breathing in the scent of her hair and feeling her soft curves shift beside him, all he could think about was having her all over again.
He rolled her onto her back and gazed at her perfect body against pure white sheets. His breathing hitched as he envisioned her in white, walking toward him, smiling only at him and because of him. Soon, he thought. Erin Whitley would be his wife.
Chase pulled back the sheet, exposing her breasts that seemed to heed his attention. She began to stir, which was a relief, since his cock throbbed and longed to be deep inside her heat. Not yet. He wanted to hear her. Nothing pleased him more than when she screamed with pleasure. He gently spread her legs and took in the glorious sight. She was beautiful…and wet. Even in her sleep, she was ready for him. He licked his lips and knelt down so his face was only millimeters from her tight, glistening nub. Chase inhaled her scent, which made him mad with desire. He suppressed a groan, as he enjoyed the erotic silence, and licked at her clit. He felt her bottom buck into his hands and her fingers grabbed his hair in apparent need. With his tongue circling her clit, he looked up and she met his gaze. Though she had been asleep just moments ago, her eyes were crazed and it was clear that she was going to come very soon.
“Oh God!” she whimpered
Elle Keating was born and raised in South Jersey, where she lives with her husband and three children. It was during her long commute to work, crossing over the Betsy Ross Bridge into Pennsylvania, her mind drifted. Images of a world with Chase, Erin and their friends came rapidly and sent her writing to bring these intense characters to life.
When Elle is not in her favorite coffeehouse, huddled in a corner on an oversized chair and working on the next book in the series, she enjoys being mom, taking her children from one sport to the next, and challenging herself frequently to be in two places at once.
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Saved By The SEAL
Battle Scars #2
By: Diana Gardin
Releasing March 8, 2016
He saved her life. She showed him how to live it . . .
When he sees a woman drowning, Grisham Abbot immediately leaps into action. The Navy SEAL forgets his training, his past, and the explosion that forever scarred his body and his mind. He can only remember what he was born to do.
But saving Greta Owen is a complication Grisham is definitely not ready for. She’s stunning and gorgeous—like sunlight after months of darkness. Yep, Grisham is so, so screwed.
Greta knows that the smart thing to do would be to run from Grisham. He’s a wounded warrior, and his head is a big-time mess.
The problem is that Greta wants to make him her mess. One kiss and she’s completely in over her head.
And if this SEAL risked himself to save her, then she must find a way to bring him back to life . . .
Emotions run high, as Grisham, the wounded warrior, and Greta, are trying to find their place in the world, with a new era starting, and family troubles highly on their minds.
The story is told in the first person point of view, but since both Grisham and Greta have their turn to tell about their story, it is well rounded and nicely flowing, giving a satisfying account of the events. I thought the author did a brilliant job with using the first person point of view.
I liked the connection the characters had. Even the secondary characters was brought into the fold, and contributed significantly to the story. The bond between Grisham and his buddies was priceless, the girlfriends of Greta are always standing by her.
Grisham and Greta, both have baggage, and family issues, that are kept in the dark. I admire how naturally Greta took Grisham's amputated leg, how natural and real they were with each other, how they got each other, and were willing to make sacrifices to make the relationship into something special, something lasting, and something to count. Grisham has a hero complex, his need to rescue and help others come deep from his childhood, what Greta struggles with, is he there only as long as she needs help and protection from the crazy stalker bothering her?
I liked the story, it is easy to get into, relate to the feelings of the characters, and events unfolding. There's a lot of camaraderie, as well as passion, devotion, and loyalty. At the short time, Grisham and Greta go through several serious, dangerous events, making them even closer to each other, giving them a new perspective to each others lives, past and present. The angst, typical for the Young Adult genre, is present, just enough to give the tale spice, but not an overload.
I have just one question - what happen to Eggs at the end? Where was he?
Laughter, joy, and tears, all shared with the engaging cast of characters of this captivating and pleasing tale
~ Four Spoons
The stinging hot needles of Grisham’s shower feels heavenly as it washes the sand and salt off of my body. I smile to myself as I run my hands through my wet hair, remembering how amazing the day was. I’m also remembering how hot Grisham is on a surfboard. He’s such a natural out there, dipping low on his board when he needs to and riding each wave in effortlessly. He never once lost a wave.
It was an incredible day.
And now that same hot, sexy guy is waiting for me somewhere in his house while I shower. I can’t keep the smile off my face.
Suddenly, a warm hand slides around my waist until it rests on my stomach. I gasp as Grisham yanks me back against the hard planes of his wet body, and one of my arms immediately goes up to wrap around the back of his neck.
“You’re fucking beautiful,” he groans into my ear. I can feel it; he’s hard and ready for me, and I turn in his arms to face him.
I’m so not prepared for the sight of Grisham fully naked in the shower with me.
My eyes roam greedily from his broad, tattooed shoulders to the muscled wall of his chest. Then they drift down to the rack of abdominal muscles that could and should definitely be in a magazine. A trail of dark hair leads down to the impressive length of his cock, and a whimper escapes me. I pull my eyes away to travel down his thick thighs and cantaloupe-sized calf, before my gaze meanders lazily up his body once more.
And when I meet his gaze, I’m instantly wet and ready for him, more so than I’ve ever been before. Because the sight of a man that looks like Grisham devouring every inch of me in return is beyond hot.
“I’m done waiting,” he grinds out, just before his lips collide with mine.
Diana Gardin is a wife of one and a mom of two. Writing is her second full time job to that, and she loves it! Diana writes contemporary romance in the Young Adult and New Adult categories. She's also a former Elementary school teacher. She loves steak, sugar cookies, and Coke and hates working out.
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Her British Stepbrother #2
By: Lauren Smith
Releasing March 8, 2016
The sequel to FORBIDDEN.
Tristan is a man who knows what he wants. And he wants Kat in his bed. All he has to do is convince her they belong together . . .
Kat knows the connection she and Tristan share is special. Her British bad boy is too much of everything: too hot, too arrogant, too irresistible to stay away from. He's her addiction and one night with him isn't enough.
That's what hurts the most. They can't date, can't be a normal couple, not when their parents are getting married. Because now that she knows he's going to be her stepbrother, no one can ever find out what they've done . . .
Kat had just stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around her body when she heard the doorknob rattle.
“Just a minute!” It was probably her dad trying to check on her.
The brass knob rattled again.
“Almost done,” she said as she tucked the towel more firmly about her body, mentally smacking herself for forgetting to pack her long robe.
When she unlocked the door, it flew open instantly. A shirtless Tristan stood there, holding a towel, looking down at her with those hypnotic blue-green eyes.
Her eyes, without approval from her brain, swept down over his body: the sculpted abs, the indentations of his pelvic muscles, and the way his jeans hung low on his hips. Hips she’d held and dug her nails into the other night as he’d pounded into her. Her lower body twisted and clenched with sudden desire at the mere memory of his raw, powerful possession of her. She couldn’t forget the feel of his body, pressing her down, his cock filling her until she couldn’t breathe. The way he’d owned every part of her.
Damn. How had she convinced herself that avoiding him was a good idea? Right now she wanted to drop the towel and beg him to take her, damn the consequences.
“Are you finished?” His tone was pleasant. No hint of fire, no branding scorch of his gaze…just politeness. He was doing exactly what she’d asked him to do. Treat her like a stepsister he’d only just met. Before today’s awful revelation of their parents’ engagement, he would have smirked at her, teased, and tried to steal the towel… A pang of longing for the playful part of him swept through her. God, she missed that.
What would it take to win one little smile from him, one that was meant for her, and not tempered by his polite distance.
I asked for this. It didn’t make her feel any better.
“I’m done.” Heat rushed to her face from embarrassment at her inner thoughts. Thankfully he had no idea how conflicted she was feeling right now. Or how her body was reacting to being so close to him and being denied his touch. Like a thirsty woman crawling across a Saharan desert and glimpsing an island oasis only to discover it was a mirage.
He made a low, gruff noise, not exactly a response, but it sent shivers through her. She couldn’t forget the sounds he’d made in bed two nights ago. He’d been half-animal, growling, nipping, showing her a rough side to passion, one she knew she would always crave. Tristan had pierced a dark part of her sexual side, exposing it to the light, and she couldn’t deny that it existed, nor did she want to.
He slid past her, their bodies brushed in the narrow space of the doorway. Heat exploded through her, and she froze, trying to control her reaction to him.
Tristan froze, too, their bodies pressed close. His warm breath fanned her cheeks and his natural masculine scent enveloped her. Memories of their night together came flooding back, no matter how she tried to keep it out.
He lifted his hand to her cheek, pausing a second before he would have touched her. She met his gaze, her breaths shallow as his lips twitched in a ghost of a smile. Then he brushed his knuckles over her skin. Fire rippled in the wake of that “barely there” caress. Every part of her was aware of him and his closeness.
Would it be so hard to keep a relationship between them a secret from their parents? Maybe they could…
“Please…” she begged, unsure of what she really wanted.
“Please, what?” he replied, in that dark, low tone that made her purr inside like a cat in heat. He slowly backed her into the wall next to the shower, closing the door behind him. He placed his hands on either side of her head, caging her in, and lowered his face to hers.
A feather-light, teasing kiss. A nip at her bottom lip. She clenched her thighs together, feeling the rush of wet heat in response to his subtle aggression. How could he affect her like this? His touch, his kiss, sent her body into riotous waves of longing for him.
He nuzzled her neck, licking and nibbling on the sensitive spots that sent electric pulses from her head to her toes.
Kat grabbed his shoulders, digging her fingers into his hot, bare skin. The towel around her body stretched against her breasts as she struggled to control her breathing.
His hands dropped from the wall to her waist, tugging on the folds of the towel that barely covered her.
It would be so easy, he could lift my towel up and fuck me right here against the wall. Just one more time, we could…
The towel dropped to the floor.
Lauren Smith, winner of the 2014 Historical International Digital Award, attended Oklahoma State University, where she earned a B.A. in both history and political science. Drawn to paintings and museums, Lauren is obsessed with antiques and satisfies her fascination with history by writing and exploring exotic, ancient lands. She is currently an attorney in Tulsa, Oklahoma.
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