Series: The Perfect Storm Duet #2
more than awakened
she can’t turn off.
melts her heart and owns
anything it takes to be his.
protect his woman.
time in his life,
he can’t destroy.
silence the echoes of her past,
he needs to do.
her thoughts together and headed toward the door. It’d been a couple of hours since
she and Jake had woken up, and…well… If he was downstairs, she wanted to
start the day
again. The men would be leaving for Vegas again, and she wanted every second
she could get
with him before they did. Catching sight of her wrist cuffs, she reached for
thought. But as she touched the soft leather, she remembered they were no
and pulled her hand back, leaving them where they waited—ignoring the pang in her heart.
over to the mirror to have a chat with herself when something in her reflection
caught her attention. Her eyes focused in on blue script peeking out along her collarbone.
There’d been so much to distract her, she’d forgotten about Jake writing on
closer to the mirror, her heart pounded as she pulled the fabric back to reveal
fingers across the script written by Jake and her heart ached. It was one thing to
see his words in her own writing, but something altogether different to see
them in his writing.
But what did he mean by, his power?
the hand mirror and pivoted to read what he’d written on the back of her shoulder.
moment to register, but then it clicked. There was something so poignant in that simple
statement that Gabi found herself unable to move from the spot. As if almost
for the first
time, she realized that, without a submissive, a Dominant’s power couldn’t
partner, he had no one to lead.
came from her.
he demanded it. Not because he wanted it. Not because he decided it.
an indie author writing contemporary romance with an erotic edge. Her romance
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suspense, and a plethora of unapologetically dominant men and the women they
crave… All tied together with a good dose of lust and love.
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