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Delia

Kyle Walker, MMA fighter at Sin City, and my new client. Wow! He is sex on a stick. That man is going to leave me breathless and needy just from his touch. But I don’t date clients, been there done that and got burned… badly. Why does he have to be a client?

Kyle

Delia Campbell, how do I work with this woman when I can’t get her body out of my mind? All I want to do is hear her scream my name. Dancing with her, holding her in my arms is driving me crazy. But, she turns me down at every turn, how do I convince her to take a chance?

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LOST BOY

 

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LOST BOY

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Genre: Contemporary Romance/ New Adult

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In a world where I had no say, violence became my refuge, and nothing else mattered.

Not even my own life.

Until her.

Skyler Bell.

It all started the first time I heard that voice. Giving me hope for tomorrow. My first love was everything all at once.

Consuming.

Maddening.

Forever.

Mine. 

Except, I never imagined there were secrets that needed to be shared. Lies that needed to be confessed. Truths that needed to be told. 

Demons that needed to be buried. 

Once I realized the depth, the longing, the sadness and sorrow in her eyes mirrored mine, it was too late. Love didn’t come to me as heartbreak, it came as everything I’ve ever wanted. Walking away wasn’t an option, but it was the only choice I had.

 

I finally found the price of love and it cost me…

 

My soul.

 

 

 

 

My back hit the concrete wall with a thud. 
“You got what you wanted, so you can go now. Because I can’t stand fucking looking at you any longer!” 
I reached for her on pure impulse. “Skyler—” As soon as she felt my strong arm’s wrap around her waist, she kneed me in the balls. 
“We’re even now, because I hate you too.”
Push.
I groaned in pain, and in her fuck-me heels, she took off running toward the exit. Breathing through the dis-comfort for a moment, I hauled ass after her. My boots pounding the wet pavement, chasing her in the pouring rain. Catching up with her outside the back of the dark building.
I gripped her arm and roughly turned her

toward me, never expecting what happened next.
“No!” she shouted bloody murder, once again shoving me as hard as she could. She didn’t falter, losing her fucking shit on me. “I loved you!” She ignored the sting I knew her hand must have felt every time it connected with my face and body. Hitting me anywhere she could.
I tried blocking each and every blow, driving her further to push and hit me harder. Taking out every malicious word I’d said to her, and years of pent-up anger with herself, on me.
“I fucking loved you!”
“Cutie, calm the fuck down,” I ordered, trying to grip onto her wrists.
“Fuck you!” she yelled, punching and shoving me more, the closer I came toward her. “You don’t know anything! Nothing!”
“Skyler, enough!”
Raising her hand up to slap me across the face, I gripped onto her wrist and spun her around before she could react. She lost her footing which only made it easier for me to carry her up into my arms. Striding over to the nearest car that appeared abandoned in a secluded corner of the alley.
“Stop it,” I warned, controlling her body from thrashing around. Pissing her off even more.
“You stop it! Put me down!”
And I did, slamming her ass on the hood. Taking ahold of both her wrists with my hand and placing them above her head. I pinned her down, and still she fought with every ounce of courage she had left in her.
“For fucks sake, stop!”
“No!”
“Well then, I’m just gonna havta fuck the fight right out of ya.”
“Don’t you dar—”
My lips crashed onto hers, slipping my tongue into her mouth. Demanding complete and utter control. She weakly thrashed around, and I held her tighter against my chest, kissing her fucking senseless.
Groaning against her lips, “Fuck… I missed you…”

 

 

 

 

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Tattered

 

 

Title: Tattered

Series: Torn #2

Author: Melody Anne
Genre: Romance
Release Date: August 21, 2018
Blurb
I’m not a
perfect man. Who of us can claim that? But for those of you who might think I’m
a cheater, a liar, an abuser, you don’t know what you’re talking about. There’s
more to my story than you realize.

You’ve heard Miranda’s story. Now it’s time you heard mine.

—MasonBecause of the decisions I’ve made, lives have been forever changed. I didn’t
step into those choices lightly. But I feel free now. I don’t know what’s going
to happen on the next step of my journey, but I know I’ve risen out of the
ashes and I’m ready to face the world. I hope you’ll share the journey with me.
I hope you’ll understand . . .

—Miranda

I might seem cold and unfeeling, but you have no idea what my story is. Maybe
it’s time you find out. . .

— Kaden

 

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Melody Anne is a NYT best selling author of the popular
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Hero’s, Billionaire Aviators, Becoming Elena and some solo titles. She also has
a Young Adult Series and is currently working on her first Thriller title to be
released in 2017.
As an aspiring author, she wrote for years, then officially published in 2011,
finding her true calling, and a love of writing. Holding a Bachelor’s Degree in
business, she loves to write about strong, powerful, businessmen and the
corporate world.

When not writing, she spends time with family, friends, and her many pets. A
country girl at heart, she loves the small town and strong community she lives
in and is involved in many community projects.

To date, she has over 7 million book sales and has earned multiple placement on
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Good Time Cowboy

 

From New York Times bestselling author Maisey Yates, comes GOOD TIME COWBOY—the third standalone novel in her Gold Valley Series!

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GOOD TIME COWBOY Synopsis:

In Gold Valley, Oregon, forbidden desire just might turn into the love of a lifetime…

When Lindy Parker lost her cheating husband, she gained a vineyard. She’ll do anything for Grassroots Winery, including teaming up with the hottest devil she knows, rancher Wyatt Dodge. Wyatt is her ex’s friend and has an ego as big as the bulls he rides. But in spite of that, disciplined Lindy has always wanted him…

Lightning struck Wyatt Dodge the first time he saw Lindy Parker. But there were two problems with that: she was married to his friend, and Wyatt doesn’t do strings. But now Lindy is free, and the two of them can finally explore the heat that’s burned between them for so long. But can Lindy make this good time cowboy decide on forever?

 

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SHE WAS AS stupid as she was transparent. She didn’t care if Grant wanted to date again. She wasn’t interested in Grant like that at all. But she had to do something to…something. To diffuse that very obvious moment that had just happened between herself and Wyatt.

She didn’t like this. Not at all.

She didn’t like feeling like she didn’t have the upper hand on a social situation. Didn’t like feeling as if everything around her was so far beyond her she could never reach it.

That was her entire experience in the early days of dating Damien and being his wife. Feeling like she had just walked into the room in the middle of a conversation and had to spend every moment thereafter playing catch-up.

She hated that feeling. More than anything.

Well, that wasn’t true. Actually, she hated finding out that her husband had been having an affair for years and years even more. Although, it was a different side of the same coin. Being out of the loop. Being ignorant. Being small.

Somehow less than everyone that surrounded her.

Wyatt didn’t make her feel like she was less, but he made her feel something. And she didn’t like it.

She’d gotten her balance in a small sense when she had demanded that Laz put Wyatt’s drink on her tab.

But then, he had touched her.

He had touched her, and she hadn’t been able to disguise her response to it. She could see it in his eyes. That he thought he knew exactly what she felt. And even if it was true, even if he did, she was not going to let him have that.

She enjoyed this. That hesitation in his eyes. The tightening in his jaw. The fact that she had him on his back foot. Yeah, she liked that a lot better than feeling like she was on hers.

He tilted his head back. “Grant, huh?”

“He seems like a nice guy. Good-looking too.”

“Right.” His teeth were clenched so tight she’d be surprised if he didn’t chip one. Maybe that shouldn’t satisfy her. But it did.

“Just wondering if you have the inside track on that.” She tried to look both cool and interested at the same time.

He lifted a brow. “I expect you could ask him yourself.”

“Oh, I expect I could.” She kept her tone light but steady. She had a feeling it was that lightness that had him caught so off guard.

“Then why ask me?” He was trying to sound casual too. Unlike her, he was failing.

“Everyone could use a good wingman, Wyatt. If you wanted to be mine, I would hardly say no.” She smiled, and he didn’t.

“I’ll pass.”

She lifted her shoulder. “Suit yourself. But, I would have returned the favor.”

“Wingmen are for amateurs, honey,” he said. “I’ve never needed one yet.”

He walked away from her, heading back over to their shared corner of the saloon. She was captivated watching him. Even angry at him. Even with him angry at her.

Those broad shoulders, narrow waist. His ass in those jeans.

She didn’t know who she was when she looked at him. The things she noticed. What it made her want.

She stood for a moment and took a breath trying to get a hold of herself. It was only then that she realized her hands were shaking. Dammit.

She crossed the room, making her way back over to the table. “Why don’t you sit next to Grant?” Wyatt asked, giving her an evil smirk from his position in his chair.

And that made her suspect that he didn’t believe her at all. Asshole.

“Sure,” she said, easily, casually. She took a seat next to Grant. “We haven’t had a chance to talk much,” she said, turning to the other man.

Grant was looking at her, somewhat blandly, and she felt a small twinge of guilt. She wasn’t interested in him. She didn’t want him to think she was. Not when she wasn’t going to actually follow up.

That was a new low. Using a widowed man as a pawn in her control game.

But, his extreme and apparent lack of interest made her feel less guilty immediately.

Somehow, they stumbled through the rest of the evening making conversation. And she could feel Wyatt’s eyes on her the entire time. But she refused to look back at him.

 

 

 

About Maisey Yates:

New York Times and USA Today Bestselling author Maisey Yates lives in rural Oregon with her three children and her husband, whose chiseled jaw and arresting features continue to make her swoon. She feels the epic trek she takes several times a day from her office to her coffee maker is a true example of her pioneer spirit.

In 2009, at the age of twenty-three Maisey sold her first book. Since then it’s been a whirlwind of sexy alpha males and happily ever afters, and she wouldn’t have it any other way. Maisey divides her writing time between dark, passionate category romances set just about everywhere on earth and light sexy contemporary romances set practically in her back yard. She believes that she clearly has the best job in the world.

 

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Somewhere Out There

Title: Somewhere Out There

Genre: Mixed Genre

Publisher: Bathory Gate Press

Cover Designer: Elizabeth Constantopolous

 

 

Blurb:

Sometimes an anthology is more than a collection of great stories.

This anthology is about making a stand.

More than 150 authors, editors, artists, and promoters from all around the world have come together to say, “Enough is enough, and let the children go free.” Immerse yourself in the tales of Somewhere Out There: A Fundraising Anthology that demands we keep immigrant children together with their parents, and out of incarceration.

Experience sizzling romances, journey through fantastic magical realms, and solve engaging mysteries in this collection of stories that encompasses all genres. Bestselling authors and new voices have come together to deliver an incredible and exciting collection that’s bound to keep you on the edge of your seat and turning the pages.

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Title: Check
Series: Mr. Rook’s Island #3
Author: Mimi Jean Pamfiloff
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: August 21, 2018

 

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From New York Times bestseller, Mimi Jean Pamfiloff, comes CHECK, book #3 of the Romantic Suspense series, Mr. Rook’s Island.

 

 
SHE’S BEEN TAKEN.
HE’S GOT HOURS LEFT TO LIVE.
BUT WHEN IT COMES TO SAVING THE WOMAN YOU LOVE, WHAT WOULD YOU DO FOR MORE TIME?
 
Mr. Rook, eccentric billionaire and owner of the most exclusive island resort in the world, has a secret. Hint: Legends say it can make you young again. But when he’s no longer willing to pay the dark price to keep eternal youth on the island’s menu, the very thing that once kept him young is now turning on him.
 
With only hours left to live, the woman he loves is taken by the worst kind of man this world has to offer. Turns out she’s been keeping dark secrets of her own, and getting her back won’t be as simple as writing a check.
 
What happens next will force him to break every vow he’s ever made, betray his heart, and leave her doubting him forever.
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MIMI JEAN
PAMFILOFF is a USA Today and New York Times bestselling romance
author with over a million books sold worldwide. Although she obtained her MBA
and worked for more than fifteen years in the corporate world, she believes
that it’s never too late to come out of the romance closet and follow your
dream. Mimi lives with her Latin Lover hubby, two pirates-in-training (their boys),
and the rat terrier duo, Snowflake and Mini Me, in Arizona. She hopes to make
you laugh when you need it most and continues to pray daily that leather pants
will make a big comeback for men.

 

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Why HER?

Title: Why HER?
Series: Mistaken Identities #2
Author: Rie Warren
Genre: May/December Romance
Release Date: August 20, 2018
If you believe in second chances . . .
All I did was dance with her at a bar. Just once.
Then this undeniably gorgeous party girl, Stevie, turns up at my house, the contractor in charge of my remodel.
Ha!
How am I supposed to take her seriously?
The problem is she’s excellent at her job, which aggravates me even more.
She’s changing my house, changing my life, and my animal urge to protect and possess her feels like a betrayal to my deceased wife.
 
She’s absolutely unsuitable.
He’s uptight, f*** hot, and there’s no way she can compete with the ghost of his wife.
 
A book full of filthy sex and beautiful tortured romance. Why Her? is a standalone novel with a tear-worthy HEA, no cheating, no cliffhangers, just all yes. Keep the fan handy, you’ll need it.
 
I’D RUSHED OUT IN such a hurry after almost kissing Kane again that I’d gotten all the way home before I realized I’d forgotten my laser level at his house. It wasn’t one hundred percent necessary I retrieve it tonight, but my dad’s rules were nailed into my head, and number one above all was his creed to treat your tools like your job depended on it.
Kane’s cool as fuck Mercedes was in the driveway, and I thought about knocking, but he’d already scolded me a few times about that, so I slipped inside and headed toward the kitchen where I’d last seen the digital level.
“Fuck, Stevie.” Kane’s deep voice stopped me dead in my tracks.
I thought he’d heard me enter the house, and I was just about to jump around the corner of the living room to explain I’d forgotten my level when he growled out, “Suck my cock.”
Ohhhhh.
Oh my God.
Heat flushed my body in an instant. With a hand covering my mouth, I tiptoed through the entryway and peeked into the living room.
Oh my fucking God.
Kane sat in a large leather chair, head thrown back.
Tie askew.
Shirt unbuttoned.
Sculpted tanned chest covered in soft-looking sooty-colored hair that arrowed to a thin line along his abdominals before . . .
Pants open, and Oh. My. God. COCK.
Oh Jesus Christ.
Kane was hung.
He gripped a fat, furiously hard dick in one large hand, pulling up on the veined beast until his knuckles butted the head. A large head that was dark and swollen and slick.
Mouthwatering.
Not to mention the pure filth pouring from his mouth.
“Take it deeper, baby,” Kane ordered the me he clearly fantasized about, and I imagined crawling up to him, taking that incredibly hard cock all the way into my throat.
I bit down on my lip, straining to go to him, knowing I shouldn’t watch him.
Helpless to do anything but.
Arousal skittered to my pussy in a flash. Liquid seeped from my cunt. Swollen nipples puckered beneath my bra. I wanted to slip a hand between my thighs to relieve the tingling ache as goose bumps erupted across my flesh.
Wet sounds echoed from Kane’s long slow strokes. More precum poured out and his whole cock glistened with each snick snick snick.
Kane Bishop.
Suave. Distinguished. And absolutely dirty.
His grip tightened at the thick base, and his other hand trailed lightly up and over the long length, fingers swirling across the tip then cruising back down faster.
Until he drew his hands away to clench the arms of the chair, a grunt parting his lips.
“Don’t wanna come to soon.”
I couldn’t move. The slick lips of my pussy rubbed together. Wiggling a little, I tried not to make a sound even though a whimper crawled up my throat.
He was magnificent when he went back to pumping his cock in a two-fisted hold that started out loose at the root then closed over the swelling purplish head.
Large hands.
Probably hot hands.
Rough hands that had barely grazed my breasts earlier.
“Yes. Lick my balls.” He lifted the weighty-looking sac and ran a thumb down the center, separating each testicle.

 

I covered my mouth with a hand, almost crying out with lurid need.

Rie is the badass, sassafras author of Sugar Daddy and the Don’t Tell series–a breakthrough trilogy that crosses traditional publishing boundaries beginning with In His Command. Her latest endeavors include the Carolina Bad Boys, a fun, hot, and southern-sexy series. 
A Yankee transplant who has traveled the world, Rie started out a writer—causing her college professor to blush over her erotic poetry without one ounce of shame. Not much has changed. She swapped pen for paintbrushes and followed her other love during her twenties. From art school to marriage to children and many a wild and wonderful journey in between, Rie has come home to her calling. Her work has been called edgy, daring, and some of the sexiest smut around. 
You can connect with Rie via the social media hangouts listed on her website. She is represented by Saritza Hernandez, Corvisiero Literary Agency
 
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The Ties That Bind by Heather O’Brien

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Grab your backstage pass for an exclusive glimpse behind fame and fortune into the heart of rock ‘n roll. Explore the complex lives and loves of three musical families connected by secrets one man will kill to protect.

Farin O’Conner is making her dreams–well, her father’s dreams–come true. Driven by his memory as much as the nightmares over his mysterious death fifteen years ago, Farin is desperate to overcome her tragic childhood with a new contract, a new relationship, and a new life. Despite friends and family warning her of the pitfalls ahead, she soldiers on, determined to succeed at all costs. But will her past make demands her future can’t meet?

Jordan Grant is pop music’s biggest sensation and teen heartthrob. He has the looks, the talent, and the desire for a conventional life in an unconventional profession. With a young son whose existence is omitted from his public bio, a failed relationship with Hollywood’s hottest starlet, and the pressure of his oldest brother to leave LA for good, he has difficult decisions to make. When he meets Farin, he believes he can have it all. And he does…but not for long.

Jameson Lockhardt, mega-mogul and career maker, has created an empire other record labels envy. An empire built on a foundation of blood, and fortified by manipulation and greed. A distant father and merciless businessman, those around him are shocked when he takes an instant–if unnatural–interest in Farin’s career. Under his care, Farin gets everything she ever wanted…and much more than she bargained for.

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Riding The Edge

 

Happy Release Day to Janine Infante Bosco – Author!


 

Are you ready for Wolf and Maria’s story?
¸.•´✶Riding The Edge.•´✶  
(A Satan’s Knights Novel)
by Janine Infante Bosco
Publication Date: August 21, 2018

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Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Erotic, MC, Romantic Suspense


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Once in a while, right in the middle of an ordinary life,
something extraordinary comes along that knocks you on your ass…
“Wolf”
I’m a simple man with simple values. You either love me or you hate me, but the ones
who need me, always got me. I’m the self-proclaimed Wolf of the Satan’s Knights MC,
the beast who will fight his way out of any dark alley to defend your honor. The brother
you call upon when you’ve lost your faith in humanity.
However, secrets and lies are the cancer of a man’s soul. Exposed, they will eat away
all that is good and leave nothing but destruction in their wake. They’ll prove the best
intentions sometimes fail and leave you questioning your life’s choices.
Now, searching for a purpose, I find myself facing the ride of my existence with a
woman just as jaded as me. As she fights the biggest battle of her life, I want to be the
man who stands by her side. The man who ain’t afraid to ride the edge of misery because
he knows there is something beautiful on the other side…
“Maria”
I’ve prevailed against the mob, a deadbeat ex-husband and the woes of being a single
mother. While someone else may have wished for a different life, I believe I’m stronger
for everything I’ve endured. I’m someone who speaks her mind and fights for what
is right. A woman who will smack you upside the head with a frying pan and ask
questions later.
Terrified of love, I’m an otherwise fearless woman.
Until a doctor solemnly diagnoses me and my strength falters.
Now as fear engulfs me, an unexpected man dressed in leather, holds out his hand.
As a woman who never needed anyone, I suddenly need him.
His assurance.
His strength.
His love
***NOTE: Contains explicit sexual situations, violence, offensive language,
and mature topics. Not recommended for people under the age of 18***

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Riding the Edge (A Satan’s Knights Novel)
© Copyright 2018 All Rights Reserved by Janine Infante Bosco.

I was having an out of body experience. That’s the only logical explanation as to why
I was lying in bed with Al, eating Chinese food out of paper cartons. I didn’t even argue
when he suggested we nix the silverware and try our luck with chopsticks. Of course,
I was worried about staining the sheets—duck sauce is a bitch to get out, but I bit my
tongue and threw caution to the wind. In theory, I suppose it’s a greater expense to live
with regrets than to buy a new set of ivory sheets.
Everyone should have one messy meal in their bed with an incredibly sexy man.
Put that on your bucket list and make sure you check it off.
I promise it’ll be worth it.
“What are you thinking about?” he asks, drawing my attention to him. Sprawled out
on my bed, with his back propped against the headboard, I stare at him and marvel over
how he fits. Tattoos, beard and all, he belongs right here with me, lounging against my
satin sheets, plucking General Tso’s chicken from a takeaway carton.
“You’re breaking all my rules,” I say finally, lifting my eyes to his.
“Rules are meant to be broken, Lady,” he points out, popping the piece of chicken
into his mouth.
“Yeah, I guess they are,” I agree, taking a bite of my egg roll.
If you’re going to live it up and eat in bed, you might as well eat one of the messiest foods.
“I have to head out soon,” he begins, placing the carton on the nightstand.
“Got some shit with my kid I need to deal with,” he grunts, looking off into space.
Though his beard covers most of his face, I can still make out the twitch in his jaw.
“Is everything okay?”
“Nico’s decided he’s going to join a club.”
“I’m going to assume he’s not joining Oprah’s book club.”
He snaps his eyes back to me and I shrug innocently, taking another bite of my egg
eggroll.
“Nice to see you feeling better,” he mumbles. With my mouthful,
I can’t help but laugh as he winds a strand of my hair around his finger.
“To answer your question, no; Nico’s not looking to join Oprah on her crusade to
recruit readers around the globe.”
Bypassing the fact I’m super impressed he knows anything at all about Oprah and
her international book club, I focus on what he’s sharing.
“Well, if he’s going to join a club wouldn’t it make sense for it to be the Satan’s Knights?”
“He’s not joining shit,” he growls. “I didn’t spend his whole life keeping my
distance just so he can follow in my footsteps, anyway.”
“You sound like you have regrets.”
“Don’t we all?” he replies, releasing the piece of hair he was toying with.
“It comes with the sentence.”
“I suppose but if we learn from our regrets doesn’t that change the game?”
“Sometimes we wake up too late,” he says, tucking my hair behind my ear.
“You learn from yours, Lady?”
“I like to think so,” I reply, contemplating if there is truth to my answer.
If I look back on my regrets, I’d say choosing bad men is at the top of the list.
I’d like to say I broke the cycle after my husband but through the years, I’ve repeated
the same mistake. I gave my time to men who were undeserving. I trusted the
untrustworthy and fell for the ones I always thought I could fix. It wasn’t until
recently that I realized my worth.
Anthony thinks I allowed Lenny to take advantage of me. He thinks I lent him that
money because I was blinded by love. He doesn’t know Lenny didn’t ask for the
money or that I gave the money with no intention of ever being paid. Lenny’s son
was an addict and he couldn’t afford to help him into rehab. It didn’t matter that we
dated a while back that had nothing to do with why I helped him. I did it because if it
was me in that situation, I would want someone to show me the same kindness.
“Name one,” Al challenges.
“I’m not the first woman to love a bad man once or twice in a lifetime but, I learned
I can’t fix the broken,” I admit, cocking my head to the side. A smile spreads across
my lips as I stare at him. “And, I’m better for it.”
“That right?” he murmurs. His gaze falls to my lips. “How do you figure?”
“Well for one, it makes it easy to appreciate the good man sitting next to me now.”
“I’m not a good man, Lady.”
“Don’t short yourself, Al,” I whisper. “You wouldn’t be here with me if you weren’t.”
“Then, maybe I’m better for it too,” he says. Touching his large hand to my cheek,
he brings me closer to him and presses his lips to mine. As brief of a kiss as it is,
there’s power behind it. It consumes my mind, body, and soul and when it’s over
when his mouth leaves mine, I feel the loss in my bones.
Never…
Never in my life have I felt that.
I should probably add that to my list of regrets, but I suppose it’s better to feel something
late in life, than to never feel it at all. Suddenly, the air becomes thick and I find myself
needing to change the subject. I place the half-eaten egg roll in the wrapper and drop
it on the nightstand. Taking a paper towel, I wipe my hands and turn back to Al.
“What are you going to do about Nico?”
“What I do best,” he answers vaguely. Stretching his arms over his head, he tosses his
legs over the side of the mattress. “I’m going to clean this mess and get a move on.
I’ll grab your car first.”
“It’s okay, I can get it tomorrow on my way to work.”
“Didn’t I tell you back at the hospital that I’d handle your car?”
“Well, yes but—”
“But, nothing. When I say I’m going to do something, Lady, I do it.”
Have I mentioned, he always needs to have the last word—I bet that’s another reason
they call him Wolf. He’s also very attentive—something, I never quite pegged him to be.
Collecting the remnants of our meal, he shoves everything into the delivery bag until
there is no trace of our scandalous bed-eating. He moves to my side and glances at my
chest. After he dressed me in my nightgown and gave me a bag of frozen peas to put
on my breast, neither of us mentioned the biopsy or the meltdown that occurred
afterward. I was beginning to realize Al was my favorite distraction and quite possibly
the best medicine for a woman in my situation. Another scary thought for someone
as jaded as me.
“Do you need anything before I go?”
“No,” I say with a smile. “You’re off duty,” I tease.
His lips work into a thin line as he crosses his arms against his chest.
“You’re not a job, Maria.”
“I know that,” I say softly. “All I meant is that you’ve been great today. You gave
me everything I needed without me even knowing I needed it.”
Reaching behind him, he cups the back of his neck and nods uncomfortably.
“I haven’t asked questions because I don’t want to make you upset,” he reveals,
meeting my gaze. “That don’t mean I don’t got any.”
“I told you everything I know.”
“Right,” he nods again. Cocking his head to the side, he blows out a ragged breath.
“I know this thing between us is new and unexpected but like I said before, I’m here.
Whether you need a partner or a friend, I’ll be here if it’s nothing and I’ll be here if
it’s something.”
“A partner?”
“I don’t know why you date at forty-eight years old but, I know why I do.”
“Al,” I whisper, pausing. “I’m too old for a fairytale.”
“Don’t know if you’ve taken a good look at me, darlin’, but I’m not exactly
prince-fucking-charming,” he replies, taking a seat on the edge of my bed.
“We both got busy lives and misfits for kids…”
Drawing my hand to my face, I cover my mouth and mask the smile.
“But you give this thing between us a shot and I promise you won’t regret it. You’ll
never doubt we were worth the wait,” he murmurs.
“You sound sure of yourself.”
“The first draft of anything is usually shit,” he replies, taking my hand. Lacing our
fingers together, he dips his head and brushes his lips over my knuckles.
“Turns out, I learned from my regrets too, Lady. I’m ready to write one fuck of an ending
on this story.”


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