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I was afraid to fly.

He made me soar.

After years of climbing the ladder of success in the music industry, I finally had everything I could want.

Yet I still found myself wandering through life alone.

Captain Evan Roth was the one man I never saw coming.

Tall, dark, mysterious… Straight.

We were both damaged beyond repair and searching for something so elusive we weren’t sure it even existed.

But, when two broken souls collide in midair, falling is a given.

I just never expected to crave the spiral down.

Melinda’s Review

I received a copy of this book from the author for an honest review.

I loved Henry in The Fall UP and have been waiting for his story. He had me laughing with his over the top dramatics. He likes a challenge and what a better challenge than for him to be with a straight man, but he cannot find his one which is ultimately what he wants his one.  Until he meets Evan you see Henry has a fear of Flying and when his pilot gets sick and they have to bring in Evan to get them there all things change for Henry. Evan has a way of calming him when the panic attach hits.

Evan is a great pilot that has had heartbreak in the past and refuses to let someone in. Evan protects his heart like there is no tomorrow. He is having a hard time denying the connection to Henry.

Both Henry and Evan have heart breaking pasts. Both trying to shield their hearts but their connection is just too much. Knowing that Henry doesn’t put his heart out there are Love easily when he does open up an let you in your are in for life. The dynamic between Evan and Scott, his best friend, is a wonderful friendship. To watch the banter between Henry and Evan was great. I cracked up over the way Sam and Henry tormented each other all the time especially with the text messages. I also loved that we got to see more of Sam and Levee. I enjoyed Henry and Evan as much as I did Levee and Sam and I wouldn’t mind seeing more of them again.

Excerpt

Henry

“How about you and one of your girls come out to my show in L.A. next week? My treat. Dinner, drinks, the whole deal. Evan and I would love to take you two beautiful ladies out for an evening.”

“Excuse me?” he exclaimed, cocking his head to catch my gaze.

I leaned back into my seat and lifted a hand to massage his shoulder. I was barely able to suppress a moan when the angle of his firm trap muscle met my palm.

Fuck, this guy was built like a brick wall. And I was going to love every second of watching him crumble for me.

“Oh, come on, Evan. It’s the least we can do. Double date.” I winked at Jessica. “You can fly them out! My plane should be ready by then.”

Jessica’s eyes jumped to Evan’s. “You’re a pilot?” Her smile spread irritatingly wide.

Back off, Ginger Spice.

Snapping my fingers in her direction, I corrected, “He’s my pilot.”

Subtlety was not a virtue I possessed. Was subtlety a virtue at all?

“Your temporary pilot,” he amended before shaking his head and then tipping his beer to his lips for a long pull.

“Anyway. Do we have a date?” And, by date, I meant feeding her dinner while I attempted to work my way into Evan’s pants.

She pressed one finger to her lips and then nervously flashed her eyes around the cabin.

“Oops. Sorry.” I shrugged sheepishly. Lifting my drink to my mouth, I discreetly passed her my cocktail napkin and then not-so-discreetly brushed my forearm against Evan’s chest as I pulled away.

He offered her a tight smile just before she disappeared.

I grinned proudly.

“What the fucking hell was that?” he whisper-yelled at me.

“That was me getting a woman’s number.”

He arched an eyebrow. “A woman. Really?”

“What? Is that not allowed?” I feigned innocence.

He clenched his fist in his lap, and it made me suddenly aware that my own hands had stopped trembling—and in record time, I should note. Evan seemed to be quite useful in the art of distraction.

He leaned closer. “Don’t bullshit me. I looked you up. You’re…” He stopped, unwilling to say the big, bad “G” word.

“I’m what?” I taunted.

He rolled his eyes and chugged the rest of his beer.

We went back to silence until Jessica came back by with another drink, complete with her phone number written on the napkin.

“I’m not going on a double date,” Evan said as I tucked the napkin into my pocket. “You want me to fly them out? Not a problem. Schedule it with Jackson. But that’s the extent of my professional responsibilities. And, since I’m off the clock right now, I’d also like to mention that I think whatever play you’re planning to run on that woman is fucked up.”

My head snapped to his. “I’m sorry. Play?” I asked with more attitude than I had originally planned.

“Yes. Play,” he sneered.

I stirred my drink. “Let me get this straight. I’m offering to fly her out in a private jet, feed her dinner at one of the best restaurants in the city, and put her front row at a concert that has been sold out for over a year. That doesn’t seem like a play to me. It sounds like I’m trying to do something nice for a woman I was rude to earlier.” I casually leaned back in my seat. “My conscience doesn’t ‘play’ when it comes to apologies.”

“Right. Well, maybe you should have a chat with your conscience, because she looks like she just won the date of a lifetime. Meanwhile, you don’t even like women.” He stalled, no doubt looking for just the right word to express his disgust without sounding like a bigot. Judging by his gentleness when we’d taken off, he wasn’t the type of guy to go for the fag bomb.

I watched him intently, excited to see how he was going to handle this.

“You’re gay.”

I frowned at his lack of creativity. “Not that it’s any of your damn business. But I’ll have you know I love women.”

It wasn’t a lie. I adored women. Especially Levee and Robin.

I just didn’t like pussy. Meh. Semantics.

He gaped. “You’re bi?”

“And I’ll repeat: None of your damn business. But yeah. Do you have a problem with that?”

Again, it wasn’t necessarily a lie.

Was I bisexual? Fuck no. My cock was in no way an equal opportunity employer.

I was somewhat bilingual though. I knew how to ask for a blow job in English and Spanish. I pretended that was what he meant.

Chupame la verga.

About the Author:

Aly Martinez

Born and raised in Savannah, Georgia, Aly Martinez is a stay-at-home mom to four crazy kids under the age of five, including a set of twins. Currently living in South Carolina, she passes what little free time she has reading anything and everything she can get her hands on, preferably with a glass of wine at her side.

After some encouragement from her friends, Aly decided to add “Author” to her ever-growing list of job titles. Five books later, she shows no signs of slowing. So grab a glass of Chardonnay, or a bottle if you’re hanging out with Aly, and join her aboard the crazy train she calls life.

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In the wilds of the bayou…

Jace Riveaux has wanted her since the first moment she stepped into his bayou bar three years ago. And now she’s back, unattached, and ready for the taking. One afternoon together, and he knows she’s the one. Only his world is dangerous, he has secrets, and trust is hard to come by…especially when all signs point to her being aligned with his enemy.

Skye Michaels has nothing left to lose. After a bad breakup, she flees to her favorite southern Louisiana town, determined to finally get photographs of the majestic wolves that roam the area. Instead she gets what she really came for—Jace Riveaux. But when the Riveauxs are threatened by someone she knows, suddenly she has more to lose than ever.

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The mating moon is rising…

Wherever that silver light touches, lone male werewolves are seized by the urge to find their mates. Join these six packs of growly alpha males (with six-packs!) as they seek out the smart, sassy women who are strong enough to claim them forever.

The “Mating Season” werewolf shifter novellas are brought to you by six authors following the adventures of six different packs. Each novella is the story of a mated pair (or trio!) with their Happily Ever After. Enjoy the run!

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This is a short story about Jace who is a shifter and one of three brothers. In order for their pack to continue to thrive they need to find their mates.

Skye is a photographer that heads back to the Bayou after a breakup with her boyfriend. She is on a mission to photograph the wolf pack she saw years before. Skye gets stuck in a cabin with Jace while out getting photos. Jace realizes this is his mate but when her past comes back to bite her can he overcome this or will he let his mate go.

I felt connected to Jace, Skye and even his brothers that I could not put this down. I’m intrigued to learn more and see what’s in store for the next books.

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They say moments of clarity hit you hard. Like suddenly a deep understanding smacks you in the face. Your vision becomes unclouded, and a truth that’s been out of your reach rushes at you. It’s in that second your perception of reality becomes so clear you can’t begin to describe it.

Some call it beautiful, some say it can be saddening, some even compare it to the moment your drug of choice washes over you, offering a moment of escape.

I wish I could I say my moment of clarity is an epiphany or some kind of life-defining moment that showed me where my messed-up life is going.

No, my moment hits me as the first wave of the orgasm I’ve been chasing the last few minutes washes over me.

“Fuck, woman, wait for me this time.” His voice pulls me from my haze first, reminding me how messed up I am.

Heat covers my body, not from the life-altering orgasm, but from embarrassment.

Without thinking rationally, I throw my vibrator to the floor and freeze, afraid to move, as a low moan pauses on my lips. The thump of my beating heart, almost syncing in perfect rhythm to the throb drumming between my legs.

Jesus, please tell me he didn’t hear me.

“Don’t go shy on me now, babe.” He half chuckles, half growls, and even though there is a wall between us, the words wash over me; Goose bumps prickle my skin as if his warm breath whispered over me.

Shit.

Shit.

Shit.

Slowly, as if by some freak of nature, apartment nine can see me through the wall, I roll off the bed and find myself on all fours.

Really, Liberty?

Fully committed to my actions, I slowly army crawl my way to the nearest exit.

A strong tap on the wall halts my escape followed by, “You still there?” Another wave of humiliation crashes over me when I take stock of my predicament.

If I don’t get out of here fast, I’ll be drowning in so much embarrassment, nothing will resuscitate me.

Unable to form a coherent thought, and not willing to engage with the pervert, I continue to low crawl my way out of my bedroom and into my bathroom. Closing the door, I stand, and quickly walk to the shower. After turning the faucet on, I strip the rest of my clothes off, then step under the spray of the water.

Jesus, that was close.

I have no idea what I was thinking. In fact, I know I wasn’t. Which scares me even more.

I, Liberty Jenson, would never take risks like this. If asked what prompted this change in me, I’d answer with two things.

Apartment nine.

And a self-appointed sex sabbatical.

It all started when I moved into my new apartment. At first, I was excited, ready for a fresh start. After a messy break-up, which included dealing with a douche ex who didn’t know how to keep his dick in his pants, I needed a new place. Somewhere closer to town this time, secure, and most importantly, affordable. However, finding a place close to the city, which was secure enough to make me feel safe and would still leave me enough money left over from my program director’s wage, proved to be a feat. After searching for five weeks, I was about to give up, accept defeat and move in with my mom and dad again. I mean it wasn’t the worst thing that could happen to a single thirty-year-old woman.

Right?

Luckily for me, I didn’t have to resort to such desperate measures when this place came up two weeks ago. After a quick walk through, I fell in love with the two bedrooms, one bath, and open kitchen living area. I filled out the paperwork, paid my deposit, a month’s rent in advance, and moved in five days later.

Everything seemed perfect.

That was until I realized how paper-thin the walls were between apartments.

It started out subtle, a sneeze in the early evening on my first night here as I settled into bed. A soft murmur of a man’s voice the third night.

But then came the sex.

The hot, wild, filthy sex.

The fourth night in my new apartment, I was woken to the low moans of what I assumed to be a needy woman.

My face heats up remembering the screams, the grunts. The deep baritone of apartment nine’s voice as he told the ‘bitch’ to keep it quiet.

Unsure what to do, I laid silent, listening to my new neighbor fuck some lucky woman into submission.

I’m not going to lie; I wasn’t turned on by it. I was set alight.

I never thought I would be that kind of person, the kind who got off from listening in on someone get off, but something in the way he spoke to her, something in the way he spoke to all the other women since, stirred a new want in me. Soon I found myself seeking out my room for a chance to hear him.

It was wrong.

So wrong.

But it didn’t stop me from wanting it.

The screams.

The deep grunts of pleasure.

I wanted it all.

I wanted it to be me.

“I’m officially going to hell.” I groan under the water, trying to wash the stupidity off me. Stupid would be the nice way of calling me a fucking idiot. And an idiot is what I am. Especially after tonight.

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About the Author

 

River Savage is the Author of the Knights Rebels MC Series. She released her debut novel, Incandescent, in August 2014. 

 

An avid reader of romance and erotic novels, her love for books and reading fueled her passion for writing. Reading no longer sated her addiction, so she started writing in secret. She never imagined that her dream of publishing a novel would ever be achievable. 

 

With a soft spot for an alpha male and a snarky sassy woman, Kadence and Nix were born. 

 

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The Hellions motorcycle club is a commitment for life, one Ruben ‘Ruby’ Castillo believes in.

His wife Jenna ‘Vida’ Natera de Castillo has given her life to being his ol’ lady and the mother to their three children. She takes her commitment to her man seriously.

People change, and over time, passion can fizzle. Life for Jenna falls apart the day Ruby no longer says I do.

Keeping the fires burning in a marriage is hard. Will the chaos of the club bring them back together, or is it what pulls them further apart? Will these two find the flame again? Will their love find a new spark on their heated ride through life?

This is a stand alone full length novel. Each book in the Hellions Ride series can be read stead alone or series reading order is
One Ride
Forever Ride
Merciless Ride
Eternal Ride
Innocent Ride
Simple Ride
Heated Ride

This book contains violence, adult language, and sexual situations and is not intended for readers under the age of 18. This book is a work of fiction and is not meant to be an exact depiction of life in a motorcycle club but rather to entertain.

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As I have said before this series gets better and better with each release. This on tore me apart how does one move on after the love of your life no longer sees you the same as they did in the beginning. Again real life issues that suck you in and you just have to know how it turns out.

Ruby and Vida have been in love since they were kids.  They now have the all American dream, 3 kids and a black picket fence well because what Hellion would have a white fence. Things were good Vida and Ruby had a routine day in and day out. Until the day Ruby decided he was tired of this routine and changed everything by saying one sentence and crushes Vida. Can they make it back from this or will this be the end?

I have to say my heart was crushed right along with Vida’s. They have been through so much over came so many obstacles to be together how could this be happening.  I cried watching them deal with this and find a way to make their new path work. Watching Ruby and Vida relearn who they are as individuals not just who they are when they are together or being parents to the kids was encouraging. Kids and family always come first but you cannot lose you in the process, if you do you will lose everything around you.

I am so waiting for the next one in this series Chelsea Camaron gives real life issues to these Bad Ass bikers and their women makes me think I’m right there with them on their ride.

USA Today Bestselling Author Chelsea Camaron was born and raised in Coastal North Carolina. She currently resides in Southern Louisiana with her husband and two children but her heart is always Carolina day dreaming.

Chelsea always wanted to be a writer, but like most of us, let fear of the unknown grab a hold of her dream; she realized that if she was going to tell her daughter to go for her dreams, that it was time to follow her own advice.

Chelsea grew up turning wrenches alongside her father, and from that grew her love for old muscle cars and Harley Davidson motorcycles, which just so happened to inspired her ‘Daddy’s Girls’ series. Her love for reading has sparked a new love for writing and she currently has a few more projects in the works.

When she is not spending her days writing you can find her playing with her kids, attending car shows, going on motorcycle rides on the back of her husband’s Harley, snuggling down with her new favorite book or watching any movie that Vin Diesel might happen to be in.

She hates being serious and is still a big kid at heart. She is a small town country girl enjoying life and, Chelsea hopes that her readers remember not to take life too seriously and to embrace your inner five year old, because five year olds know how to enjoy the simple things in life and how to always have fun.

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After surviving the heat, the torture, and making it out of the sandbox one mission at a time, I have spent years on the ride, going mile after mile to escape the past. I thought I had left hell behind. Only, it is hard to run from the demons inside you.
It all changed when I found the Hellions brotherhood. My nightmares were chased away with the daylight of my new purpose in the club.
I’m a whore, born from trash; that’s what he always told me. Well, sugar, if you can’t beat it back, you might as well stop fighting and make the best of it. The Hellions take care of me as long as I take care of their boys, and the arrangement works…
…until he finds me.
Nathan “Boomer” Vaughn—Hellions MC’s newest member, former Army Special Forces, and overall badass—is brought to his knees when he finds out the secrets his favorite barfly has been keeping.

Purple Pussy Pamela should have brought her problems to the club first, but she didn’t. Now it’s up to Boomer to keep her and her secrets safe.
What happens when two people with a simple understanding complicate things? Can they find their way back to the simple ride?

This is a stand alone novella in the Hellions Ride series. Each story can be read as a stand alone read or the series order is
One Ride
Forever Ride
Merciless Ride
Eternal Ride
Innocent Ride
Simple Ride

This book contains strong language, violence, and sexual situations. It is not intended for readers under 18 years of age. This is not meant to be a true depiction of a motorcycle club, but rather a work of fiction meant to entertain.

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As the saying goes never judge a book by its cover, well never judge a barfly until you know her back story either. Chelsea Camaron has a way of bringing real life issues into a story and making you want to know more about all these characters.

Pamela (aka PPP) is the club barfly that we really know nothing about. Yeah she is in the previous books but really what do we know about her…she is a barfly…has a very interesting purple butterfly tattoo and yeap that’s it.  Well until now! To hear her story had me in tears and wanting to jump in this book just to give her a hug. No one should have to endure what she had to.

Boomer has his own past he is dealing with but when he decides he wants more and lays it all on the like Pamela does a freak out. Can Boomer handle his past and Pamela’s secrets or will it all be too much? Will Pamela be able to have a happy life or will her past make her run again.

Boomer and Pamela are perfect for each other. Both are tortured souls that found each other. Boomer was dealing with failing to protect his “brothers” in the past.  Pamela was dealing with failing her family in the past and now trying to protect them the only way she knows how and never asking for help and will refuse it when offered. Both needed to learn to enjoy the simple ride together.

I absolutely loved Boomer and Pamela’s story. The secrets Pamela had to hold onto were heart breaking. There were some great moments in the book too. Each book in this series gets better and better always dealing with real issues without going over the top and I cannot wait for more.

USA Today Bestselling Author Chelsea Camaron was born and raised in Coastal North Carolina. She currently resides in Southern Louisiana with her husband and two children but her heart is always Carolina day dreaming.

Chelsea always wanted to be a writer, but like most of us, let fear of the unknown grab a hold of her dream; she realized that if she was going to tell her daughter to go for her dreams, that it was time to follow her own advice.

Chelsea grew up turning wrenches alongside her father, and from that grew her love for old muscle cars and Harley Davidson motorcycles, which just so happened to inspired her ‘Daddy’s Girls’ series. Her love for reading has sparked a new love for writing and she currently has a few more projects in the works.

When she is not spending her days writing you can find her playing with her kids, attending car shows, going on motorcycle rides on the back of her husband’s Harley, snuggling down with her new favorite book or watching any movie that Vin Diesel might happen to be in.

She hates being serious and is still a big kid at heart. She is a small town country girl enjoying life and, Chelsea hopes that her readers remember not to take life too seriously and to embrace your inner five year old, because five year olds know how to enjoy the simple things in life and how to always have fun.

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Dr. Nate Roman

Heartbroken.

Once was enough. I’ll never give my heart to another again. One night with a woman is enough for me now. As a psychologist, I deal with emotions all day long. Life gets messy when emotions are involved, and I like my life uncomplicated.

Dr. Lynsey Henderson intrigues me. Her smile makes my heart skip a beat. I want her in my bed, but she isn’t proving to be an easy conquest.

Dr. Lynsey Henderson

I finally have everything I dreamed about since I was a kid. Well, almost. I have the best job as a pediatric orthopedic surgeon, and I live in a beautiful historic home in a quaint small town. I’m missing someone special to share my life with. Someone special to love. The last time I tried was a colossal disaster.

My path has crossed Dr. Nate Roman’s multiple times at work. He is beyond gorgeous and just the kind of guy I swore I’d stay away from….he has a different girl every night, and I’m not going to be one of the many.

He is so damn sweet when he tries to convince me to go out with him, and I don’t know how much longer I’ll be able to resist.

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After reading Breeze my heart went out to Nate. He found love and lost it. He closed off his heart and watched his love walk away. Not believing he could ever love again that is until he saw the green eyes of Lynsey.

Lynsey is a Pediatric Orthopedic surgeon who came to this small town to forget her past and move on. She is determined not to be just another notch on Nate’s bed post. Her heart could not handle that.

Nate is driven to make Lyndey feel special and make her realize she means more to him than any other girl in his life. Can these two overcome their past and learn to dream again or will their pasts ruin their future.

I loved watching Nate woo Lynsey he did a wonderful job stealing her heart and mine too. I was so proud of our girt when she stood up to small town gossip and put those in their place that needed to be. I fell in love with Nate’s parents so loving, caring, protective, and supportive. I will say my heart and jow dropped when the twist came along I mean really NO, this cannot be happening to Nate. I would love to see more of Nate and Lynsey.

Ashley Hampton works as a Licensed Psychologist in private practice during the day. When she leaves work, she puts on her writer and photographer hats and enjoys living in the worlds created in her mind. She lives near her hometown of Birmingham, Alabama with her cat, Gemma. Ashley wanted to find a creative way to meld her love for music and psychology with writing, and the Southern Rock Lyrics series was born. With other series planned, Ashley wants to write in the romance, erotica, and psychological thriller genres.

Hadley Gresham knows she isn’t likely to make it out of the jungle alive. She’d distanced herself from her parents after she learned her dad made his money selling illegal arms. Kidnapped by his competitors, she knows there’s little chance he’ll be able to save her.

Luckily for Hadley, her father hires Brecken. He’d never leave an innocent woman behind, let alone the one he quickly comes to consider his. Brecken might be Hadley’s rescuer, but she’s the one who saves his soul.

I received a copy of this book from the author for an honest review.

I so enjoyed this quick insta-love read, even though it is a quick read it is fast paced and pack full of hot alpha military male, suspense, a feisty female, and some hot sexy scenes.

Brecken Kane who is ex-military and now owns a security company is hired to save Hadley Gresham. Little does Hadley’s father know when he shows Brecken a picture of Hadley Brecken decided then and there he was going to save her and she was going to be his.

Hadley knows she was kidnapped because of her father even though she thinks there is either no way her dad could save her or even forgot about her she still has fight in her. She is surprised when her savior does come for her one glance at Brecken and she is attracted. However, after having to hike miles in the jungle after being saved she soon realizes this is more than an attraction.  All I can say is the water fall scene was so HOT.

Rochelle Paige has such a way of dragging you into a story and making you want to turn the pages. This is a short story but it is not short on anything. It is packed with romance and suspense. I do wish it was longer only because I felt a connection to Brecken and Hadley and just wanted more. I am enjoying this series and cannot wait to see what’s next.

I absolutely adore reading – always have and always will. My friends growing up used to tease me when I would trail after them, trying to read and walk at the same time. If I have downtime, odds are you will find me reading or writing.

I am the mother of two wonderful sons who have inspired me to chase my dream of being an author. I want them to learn from me that you can live your dream as long as you are willing to work for it.

When I told my mom that my new year’s resolution was to self-publish a book in 2013, she pretty much told me “About time!”

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This is the second book in the combustible series and is a standalone you do not have to read Heart on Fire.  However, this series is so good you will want to. Brandy L. Rivers has a way of writing strong women who have been through a lot and is trying to overcome it without being weak and dependent on a man.

Ella is tired of being in the spot light 24/7 she needs to get away she takes off to take up residents in a small town near her friend Mila. Ella has secrets that she wants no one to find out. She has panic attacks and tried to handle things on her own but after meeting her neighbor Trent he was determined NOT to let her do it on her own.

Trent is the fireman next door and is drawn to Ella. She is familiar to him but has no idea why but his 9 year old nephew has it figured out. Trent is determined to help Ella get over her nightmares. However, he has his own issues he is working through.  Will Trent be able to hlp Ella get over her past even when old ghosts begin to appear.

I enjoy Brandy L. Rivers writing style but this one was one of the best. There is drama but not over the top, suspense that has you turning the pages, and love of a family and friends. I am loving this series just as much as her paranormal series.

A few of my favorites:

“Ella, I’ve been invested since you ran into me at the store. You’re different than any other woman I’ve ever met. We have a connection. No one has ever made me feel this way.”

“She seemed surprised you were with a girlfriend.” “I dated. I don’t think I called any of them my girlfriend. None of them were you. I’ve had sparks, but never fire.”

Ella noticed the condensed milk behind her and set her phone in the shopping cart before turning back. She ran right into a solid wall of man and stumbled back, pulling her hands up in a defensive stance.

He caught her upper arms before she fell and pulled her upright. She jerked away as her breath came in heavy pants.

“Hey, you all right?” His warm baritone eased the building panic, followed by pale blue eyes holding her gaze, calming the sudden fear.

Once her heartbeat slowed, she quickly took him in. Hair as black as night, icy blue eyes, pale skin, full pink lips. The emblem on his uniform struck a chord and the rest of her tension rolled away.

A nervous laugh escaped. “Sorry. I didn’t see you there.”

He ducked his gaze, a slight smile on his lips. “My fault.”

“Mine. I wasn’t looking.” I’m an idiot.

He chuckled. “I’ll admit, I was staring. You look familiar. Just trying to figure out why.”

No, no, no! He can’t know who I am. Shaking her head, she backed toward her cart and closed her eyes. Her heart tried to pound its way out of her chest.

“Sorry. Too forward?” He shuffled away one step and shoved his hands in his pockets. “I wasn’t trying to come on to you. You really do look familiar, and I can’t figure out why.”

She pushed the black frames up her nose and shrugged. “I’ve been in town all of an hour. Never been here before in my life.”

Recognition lit up his face and her heart sank. Maybe settling down was a really bad idea.

“Mila’s friend? Ella, right?”

Nodding, she took a relieved breath. “Yeah.”

“Must have seen pictures of you over at her house.”

“Oh.” A frown pulled at her lips.

He shook his head. “Damn. Hey, sorry. I’m Trent Ward.” He held out his hand, and she took it cautiously.

“Hi, Trent. Look, I’m doing a little shopping now that I’m finally here. I drove all day long and I’m tired, but I need food. I’m sure I’ll see you around.”

Her nervous rambling made him smile. “You will. I live across the street from you.”

“Huh. Have a nice night.” Dipping her head, she grabbed the condensed milk and dropped it into the cart before hurrying out of the aisle.

Blurb

Realizing Marissa is my new dream do I dare risk my heart again, and with her?

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I haven’t felt since high school.

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