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<span style="color: black;">Title: <em><strong>Forever Ride (A Hellions Ride, #2)</strong></em></span></div>
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<span style="color: black;">Author: Chelsea Camaron</span></div>
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<span style="color: black;">Genre: MC Romance</span></div>
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<span style="color: black;">Release Date: June 9, 2014</span></div>
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<span style="color: black;">Events happen in life that can awaken our truest and deepest desires. They also show us our greatest fears. Sometimes we are forced to face those fears, other times we build walls that can't be broken to protect ourselves.</span><br />
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<span style="color: black;">A profound connection these two once shared. A strong friendship once formed was shattered. Fate has stepped in and shaken both their worlds.</span><br />
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<span style="color: black;">The danger, the wild, the chaos, and the lifestyle of the Hellions world has become far too much for Savannah 'Sass' Perchton. Swearing off bikers and attempting a 'normal' life, she has settled. She's committed to Nick, her country club, pretty boy. She's found a way to be content. </span><br />
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<span style="color: black;">Things aren't always what they seem. Wrap an empty box in pretty paper and a bow, it may look amazing, but it's still a hollow shell. </span><br />
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<span style="color: black;">He's a Hellions playboy. A different chick in his bed, off on a different ride, and always something new. He's Frank the 'Tank' Oleander, Haywood's Hellions Road Chief. Throttle down and life is good.</span><br />
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<span style="color: black;">The fast pace of the Hellions life catches up to him. At a crossroads, he's forced to face some life changing thoughts or succumb to the darkness of death. Teetering on the brink of giving in, her voice is all he's holding onto. The coma he can't pull himself out of, but her voice is the light in the darkness. He wants the girl who pulled him through when his life was literally in the balance.</span><br />
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<span style="color: black;">She's sworn off bikers. Can he pull through? Can she ever see past the lifestyle to the heart of the man behind the cut? Will they find their Forever Ride?</span><br />
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<span style="color: black;">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.</span><br />
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<span style="color: black;">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.</span><br />
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<span style="color: black;">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.</span><br />
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<span style="color: black;">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.</span><br />
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<span style="color: black;"> 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.</span><br />
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Matt Dean was born to fight . . . and kill. A member of a secret black-ops military unit, he and his brothers were genetically engineered by the government to be the perfect soldiers with an expiration date. Now, with time running out, he's gone rogue in a relentless quest for the one person who can save them. His mission leads him to Charmed, Idaho . . . and to a beautiful woman with eyes like emeralds and a body made for pleasure.<br />
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Laney Jacobs knows the mysterious, handsome stranger is trouble from the moment he walks into her bar, looking for a job. She's spent years running from her own past-the last thing she needs is a romantic entanglement. But Matt's strong arms offer her protection and his gentle touch promises passion unlike anything she's ever known. As lethal forces surround them, revealing explosive secrets about Matt's past and putting everything-and everyone-he holds dear in danger, can he save them all before time runs out?</blockquote>
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“Listen, lady”—red spiraled across
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Was that a fact? She took a deep
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than kicking him in the shin. “You’re fired.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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Both of his eyebrows shot up.
“Excuse me?”<o:p></o:p></div>
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Satisfaction tilted her chin. Not
much probably surprised Matt Dean. “You’re fired.” As an exit line, it nailed
the situation. Unfortunately, the toned soldier stood between her and the door.
Just who the hell did he think he was? “Now move <i>your</i> sweet ass.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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He slipped his hands into his
pockets and leaned back against the door. As a move, it was intimidating. “Why
am I fired?”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“You leave much to be desired as an
employee.” She eyed him, assessing the situation. Nope. The guy might be
commanding, but she wasn’t scared. He wouldn’t hurt her. “All you’ve done since
being hired is flirt with customers, order me around, and kiss me.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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His chin lowered. “Which of those items
is pissing you off the most?”<o:p></o:p></div>
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She narrowed her eyes as heat
spiraled through her abdomen. “You can flirt with any dumb bimbo you want, and
frankly, the kisses were all right. But ordering me around? Not a chance.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“All right? The kisses were <i>all right</i>?”<o:p></o:p></div>
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Figured the man would focus on
that. She forced herself to lift a shoulder. “Eh.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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His cheek creased, and his eyes
warmed. “Maybe we should try again, then. See if I can do better.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“No.” The spit in her mouth dried
up. She hadn’t meant to challenge him… had she? “I don’t, ah, kiss fired
employees.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“So that leaves Smitty.” Matt
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“Very funny.” The tension slowly
drained from her muscles in response to his instant humor.<o:p></o:p></div>
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He exhaled slowly. “Listen, I’m
sorry if I scared you.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“You didn’t.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“I’m also sorry if I was too
bossy.” He rubbed a hand through his hair. “It’s just, after being in combat,
orders come naturally. Seeing you, somebody so small near danger… well, it hits
triggers. All sorts of triggers.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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She could handle him bossy or
charming. But sweet and honest? She shook her head and gestured toward his hard
body. “You’re just… too much.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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He chuckled. “If you give me
another chance, I promise I’ll tone it down. All of it.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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She’d be a fool to let this guy get
close, but she knew better than to make a snap decision based on one moment or
one emotion.<o:p></o:p></div>
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She studied him. Earnest eyes,
relaxed shoulders, apologetic half smile. If he was working her, he was damn
good at it.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Yeah, she liked him. Not only the
look of him, but the self-effacing humor and ease of saying he was wrong. Most
Alpha guys like him never admitted to being wrong. He’d had no problem with it.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Plus, she needed a bouncer, and he
could certainly bounce. The tickle at the nape of her neck promised something
bad was coming, and facing it with a guy who wanted to protect her? Probably
not a bad idea, so long as he understood the rules. While she wanted to
convince herself she was making a business decision, there was no doubt her
feelings for him went beyond personal. But she could handle her own emotions.
“Fine. One more chance, but if you order me around again, you’re out of here.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Fair enough.” He opened the door.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Heat brushed her as she moved past
him. “If I ever get lost in a snowstorm, I hope you’re there,” she muttered
under her breath. The guy cascaded warmth.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Huh?” Matt asked as he shut the
door.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Nothing.” She shook her head and
headed back to the bar to get to work. What would life be like if she could
flirt a little and even hope for a future? One with a husband and even kids?
But there were no kids in her future.<o:p></o:p></div>
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She plastered on a smile and began
helping Smitty with drinks. The weekend chef manned the kitchen to prepare bar
food, so she didn’t need to cook that night.<o:p></o:p></div>
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The evening slid into closing time,
and she shut the outside door with a sigh of relief. As usual, she
double-checked the door locks and extra stoppers placed into the floor. The
bikers had filled her till as well as the tip jars. “It was a good night.” She
smiled as she tossed a bar rag toward Smitty.<o:p></o:p></div>
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He caught it and grinned, lines
fanning out from his bloodshot eyes. “Cleanup was quick. Ready for inventory?”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“No.” She jerked her head toward
the kitchen. “We’re done for the night and will do inventory another time. Go
home and get some rest since tomorrow night will be busier than tonight,
probably.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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He finished wiping down the bar.
“You do look tired, boss. Feeling all right?”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“I’m fine.” The flush filling her
face resulted from Matt’s loping in from the kitchen and not from any illness.
“I’ll see you tomorrow afternoon.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Good enough.” Smitty nodded to
Matt on his way out. “Night, all.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Night.” Matt crossed broad arms.
“Did I hear something about inventory?”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Yes. I’ve got it.” She reached
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #181818; font-family: Georgia,serif; line-height: 19.32px;">In the beginning, there was him. </span><br style="color: #181818; font-family: Georgia,serif; line-height: 19.32px;" /> <br style="color: #181818; font-family: Georgia,serif; line-height: 19.32px;" /><span style="color: #181818; font-family: Georgia,serif; line-height: 19.32px;">Gutsy, green-eyed Eleanor never met a rule she didn't want to break. She's sick of her mother's zealotry and the confines of Catholic school, and declares she'll never go to church again. But her first glimpse of beautiful, magnetic Father Søren Stearns and his lust-worthy Italian motorcycle is an epiphany. Suddenly, daily Mass seems like a reward, and her punishment is the ache she feels when they're apart. He is intelligent and insightful and he seems to know her intimately at her very core. Eleanor is consumed—and even she knows that can't be right. </span><br style="color: #181818; font-family: Georgia,serif; line-height: 19.32px;" /> <br style="color: #181818; font-family: Georgia,serif; line-height: 19.32px;" /><span style="color: #181818; font-family: Georgia,serif; line-height: 19.32px;">But when one desperate mistake nearly costs Eleanor everything, it is Søren who steps in to save her. She vows to repay him with complete obedience…and a whole world opens before her as he reveals to her his deepest secrets. </span><br style="color: #181818; font-family: Georgia,serif; line-height: 19.32px;" /> <br style="color: #181818; font-family: Georgia,serif; line-height: 19.32px;" /><span style="color: #181818; font-family: Georgia,serif; line-height: 19.32px;">Danger can be managed—pain, welcomed. Everything is about to begin.</span></span><b><u><br />
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What more can I say? I freaking LOVED <i>The Saint</i>!!! Like seriously, I thought that I couldn't love Father Søren Stearns any more, and then there's this!<br />
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<b>The Cabin Scenes-</b> There is a certain person that meets Nora in a remote cabin, and they share a few intimate days together. I liked that interaction, but more, Nora loves everyone, and you can see some of that here.<br />
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<b>Søren-</b> Oh GOD! I loooovvvvveeeee him!!!!!!!!!!!!<br />
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<b>Every word of the flashback scenes-</b> The flashback scenes are similar to the ones that we got in <i>The Mistress</i>, but the story is from the POV of teenage Elle, and the beginning of her relationship with Søren. I get butterflies just thinking about it. The flashbacks are absolutely one of my favorite parts of the series.<br />
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<i>"Little One, to be with me is to hurt."</i><br />
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<i>"If I had something valuable, I'd lock it up."</i><br />
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<b>Teenage Nora-</b> From reading <i>The Claiming of Sleeping Beauty</i> in church, to getting arrested, young Elle was very entertaining! I would read her POV forever.<br />
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<i>"Do you have any idea what it is you have between your legs?" she demanded.<br />
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<u><b>The Sex Scene Between Søren and Nora-</b></u><br />
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<b>Not enough Kingsley :'( </b> There were very few scenes featuring the King and I would have liked about 100% more, though we got to read and learn more about Nora and Søren's relationship. I just can't get enough of him!<br />
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<b>The trickery-</b> I'd like to say a bit more about it, but will not ruin the book. I will say that the hints at the beginning of the book ATE at me, and I would not put the book down until I figured out what was going on. I was about to go stabby on Tiffany (sorry), but luckily I made it through to the end and could breathe easy.<br />
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<b>The lingering questions-</b> I still had questions from the bombshell that was given to us from the ending of <i>The Mistress.</i>. I think that the surface was grazed on most of them, but just not enough for me. <br />
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Overall it was amazing. I've already read it twice! TWO TIMES it is that good! I can't wait for the next book!!<br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: small;"> When not under arrest, Tiffany enjoys Latin Dance, Latin Men, and Latin Verbs. She dropped out of a conservative southern seminary in order to pursue her dream of becoming a smut peddler. Johnny Depp’s aunt was her fourth grade teacher. Her first full-length novel THE SIREN was inspired by a desire to tie up actor Jason Isaacs (on paper). She hopes someday life will imitate art (in bed).</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #181818;">SUBMISSION IS HER ONLY ESCAPE…</span><br />
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<span style="color: #181818;">Known only as Lydia, she becomes controlled by three very different men – the malicious Preston, the inflexible Kruin, and the gentle Gabriel, all of whom introduce her to a world in which the lines between pleasure, pain and shame are irrevocably blurred. The plantation becomes both Lydia’s haven and her prison as she surrenders to the desires of her unholy trinity.</span><br />
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<br style="color: #222222;" /><span style="color: #222222;">EROTIC DARK</span><br style="color: #222222;" /><br style="color: #222222;" /><span style="color: #222222;">“You are under our protection," Preston said. "And we will not hurt you unless you have earned a punishment through disobedience. At the moment, you are clearly in need of a bit of discipline to remind you that you have chosen to be here.”</span><br style="color: #222222;" /><br style="color: #222222;" /><span style="color: #222222;">Lydia swallowed hard, her eyes flashing with a rising bubble of rage that threatened to burst forth. Preston’s hand slipped down underneath her bottom, splaying over her upper thighs and cupping the fleshy cushions in his palms. His groin brushed against her bare buttocks in a movement edged with lecherous enjoyment.</span><br style="color: #222222;" /><br style="color: #222222;" /><span style="color: #222222;">“Come, love. Kruin will do the honors.”</span><br style="color: #222222;" /><br style="color: #222222;" /><span style="color: #222222;">Nervously, Lydia’s gaze slipped to Kruin. His dark eyes watched her with a hint of dislike and coldness, his body as rigidly unyielding as the high-backed oak chair on which he sat. Lydia wrapped her arms around herself and shivered.</span><br style="color: #222222;" /><br style="color: #222222;" /><span style="color: #222222;">“Lydia.” Kruin’s deep voice echoed in the room. “Come here.”</span><br style="color: #222222;" /><br style="color: #222222;" /><span style="color: #222222;">Of the three of them, even Preston knew Kruin was the most difficult to disobey. Lydia walked across the room slowly, as if she knew what he would do to her yet unable to prevent it. At his instruction, she settled over his hard thighs, wincing when he lifted her skirt and arranged it with almost meticulous care over the expanse of her back. </span><br style="color: #222222;" /><br style="color: #222222;" /><span style="color: #222222;">A smile curved Preston’s lips. He settled into his chair. Lydia’s back arched forward in a graceful bow, her hipbones pressing against the top of Kruin’s thigh. </span><br style="color: #222222;" /><span style="color: #222222;">How Preston adored seeing her like this, reduced to being the recipient of a punishment as base as a spanking. Her pale buttocks quivered, as if trembling with dread for the discomfort that would surely result from Kruin’s large hand.</span><br style="color: #222222;" /><br style="color: #222222;" /><span style="color: #222222;">Preston shifted, feeling his penis start to expand at the thought of Lydia’s anxiety. Oh, how he wished he could be the one to administer her first punishment. He would love to feel her helpless weight over his muscular thighs, the growing furnace of her buttocks as he rained his palm over the smooth cheeks until they glowed and burned with the rosy evidence of his control.</span><br style="color: #222222;" /><br style="color: #222222;" /><span style="color: #222222;">All in good time, Preston reminded himself, still unable to prevent the stab of envy when Kruin landed the first loud slap on Lydia’s rounded backside.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #181818;">SUBMISSION IS HER ONLY POWER...and her desperate means of control.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #181818;">When Lydia is ordered to leave the haven of the Louisiana plantation known as La Nouvelle Vie, she thinks she is free from the twisted desires of her dark trinity. Yet as she struggles with the question of whether or not she even wants to be free, Lydia finds herself again submitting to the depraved demands of the obsessive Preston Severine.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #222222;">EROTIC LIGHT</span><br style="color: #222222;" /><br style="color: #222222;" /><span style="color: #222222;"> </span><br style="color: #222222;" /><span style="color: #222222;">Lydia slid her hand down her rounded belly and between her legs. She closed her eyes. For a moment, she just cupped her hand over her sex and felt the heat emanating from her skin. Her clitoris pulsed. </span><br style="color: #222222;" /><span style="color: #222222;"> </span><br style="color: #222222;" /><span style="color: #222222;">She was struck by the sudden urge to feel Preston, Kruin, and Gabriel behind her, around her, their gazes hot with lust as they stared at her prone naked body, her sex spread open, pink and glistening, her bottom cleaved apart to expose the dusky aperture that only Preston had thus far breached. </span><br style="color: #222222;" /><span style="color: #222222;"> </span><br style="color: #222222;" /><span style="color: #222222;">She shuddered. Which one of them would take her? Would she hear the rasp of Kruin’s leather belt as he removed it? If so, would he choose to spank her with it or would he take out his big, thick cock and mount her from behind in one of his hard, fast fucks that made her whole body shake? Would she feel Gabriel’s hand stroking the length of her spine, the clench of Preston’s grip on her hair? </span><br style="color: #222222;" /><span style="color: #222222;"> </span><br style="color: #222222;" /><span style="color: #222222;">Once Kruin was finished with her, would Preston take his turn and press his erection into her mouth, whispering lewd things about her sensual nature and inability to control her own pleasure? And then would Gabriel be the one to slide his fingers between her legs and murmur his consent, allowing her to spend all over his hand while the three of them watched her ride the pleasure of orgasm?</span><br style="color: #222222;" /><span style="color: #222222;"> </span><br style="color: #222222;" /><i style="color: #222222;">Yes.</i><span style="color: #222222;"> Yes to all of it.</span></div>
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Kerris Moreton knows how to make things work. Bounced from foster home to foster home as a kid, she adapted; when opportunity arose, she thrived. Now, about to open her own business and accept a marriage proposal, Kerris is ready to build the life she's always wanted. The only thing missing? A passionate connection with her would-be fiancé, Cam. Kerris wants to believe that sparks are overrated-until Walsh Bennett lights her up like the Fourth of July.<br />
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Walsh watched until the crowd swallowed Kerris’ scarlet silk. He felt like someone had shaken him from a coma, and he’d awakened disoriented in a world that was familiar, but changed in ways vast and indiscernible.<br />
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“Hellooooo.” Jo waved a hand in front of his face. “What were you looking at?”<br />
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“Nothing.” Walsh carefully hid his churning emotions beneath a protective layer of composure. The trick he’d learned over the years didn’t usually work on his sharp-eyed cousin, but it was worth a try.<br />
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“The girl’s beautiful.” Walsh did his best to look directly into the censure of Jo’s eyes. “Can’t blame a guy just for looking.”<br />
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<span style="color: black;">A profound connection these two once shared. A strong friendship once formed was shattered. Fate has stepped in and shaken both their worlds.</span><br />
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<span style="color: black;">The danger, the wild, the chaos, and the lifestyle of the Hellions world has become far too much for Savannah 'Sass' Perchton. Swearing off bikers and attempting a 'normal' life, she has settled. She's committed to Nick, her country club, pretty boy. She's found a way to be content. </span><br />
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<span style="color: black;">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. </span><br style="color: #181818;" /><br style="color: #181818;" /><span style="color: black;">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. </span><br style="color: #181818;" /><br style="color: #181818;" /><span style="color: black;">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. </span><br style="color: #181818;" /><br style="color: #181818;" /><span style="color: black;">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.</span><br style="color: #181818;" /><br style="color: #181818;" /><span style="color: black;">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.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">After a job assignment in London, Stacy Washington is heading home. Home to her cozy apartment . . . and the two hot studs who share her bed. Picking up where things left off with Evan and Justin is exactly what Stacy needs, that is, until she finds herself caught between them-literally, figuratively, and in all the ways that feel insanely good.</span><br />
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sounds of sex. He smiled as he slowed his steps. At least someone was getting
lucky; it didn’t seem to be Evan’s night. He debated whether he should take a
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all too well. Stacy. Evan’s gut twisted as his eyes finally made out the forms
against the building. He didn’t know why seeing Justin and Stacy together shook
him to the core. It wasn’t as if he hadn’t known they were seeing one another. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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turned and made his way to the front of the building. Rather than heading for
the entrance, however, he headed back to his truck.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Vristen Pierce has been crazy about books for as long as she can remember. Romance has always held a special place in heart, which is why she loves to write about it! She believes love should come with no color boundaries and stays true to that belief by writing the characters as they come to her, no matter the race. She resides in Oklahoma, where she's constantly entertained by the quirky characters known as her family.</blockquote>
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<span style="color: black;">Delilah “Doll” Reklinger never imagined her life with anyone that wasn’t a Hellion. She never imagined there would be a Hellion that could prove himself worthy enough to her father, Roundman, Hellions Club President. Content in living in the bubble of safety the motorcycle club family has always provided, Doll never thought that danger surrounded her. </span><br />
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<span style="color: black;">Roundman has kept the Hellions contained for the last thirty years by controlling the chaos surrounding their lifestyle. When the dangerous side to their business comes knocking on his door, he realizes his precious Doll isn’t safe. The Hellions code may be that women and children are off limits in any altercation or dispute, but that doesn’t mean their enemies follow that same moral compass.</span><br />
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<span style="color: black;">His only child, now in danger from the association to him and his club, Roundman makes a decision. He sends her away with a charter club member that he trusts, in hopes that the trouble won’t follow.</span><br />
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<span style="color: black;">One ride across the country. One simple ride.</span><br />
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<span style="color: black;">Talon “Tripp” Crews has been ordered to take Doll on one ride away and to keep her safe. She’s off limits. His head knows this, but his body can’t deny the attraction. She’s feisty, fierce, and fearless. </span><br />
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<span style="color: black;">Constantly in close confines together, can they deny the chemistry? Will they give into the desire? Can one ride turn lust into love?</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.31999969482422px; text-align: left;"> I really liked this book! Finally, a motorcycle club that was not loaded with violence. </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.31999969482422px;">The writing was actually quite good. </span><strong style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.31999969482422px;">Doll,</strong><span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.31999969482422px;"> a biker daughter, </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.31999969482422px;">is confident, determined with natural insecurities. </span><strong style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.31999969482422px;">Tripp</strong><span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.31999969482422px;"> is a hot lover, </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.31999969482422px;">a bit sweet towards the end. I wasn't a fan of the first person present tense, but got used to it quickly. I loved the HOT romance between the two! </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.31999969482422px;">I immediately liked the feel of unity in the club. You also get a good </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.31999969482422px;">view of a someone who's grown up in the club lifestyle and now has to make decisions about her future and her connection to the MC. </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.31999969482422px;">The two go out on the road for a month to avoid the men after Doll and the club. This took away from MC feel of the book. I also didn't think the cover did the visions in my head justice, but did like it all the same.</span></div>
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<strong>He’s someone she can’t trust…</strong><br />
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Violet Wilson is a wallflower. Shy, serious, and accident-prone, she’s got a bad habit of being in the wrong place at the wrong time. The night she’s forced to pose with her friend might just be the worst time of all—that’s when she meets Jet Blevins. She knows better than to get involved with someone like him, but he touches her in ways she never expected, never<em>wanted</em> before.<br />
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M. Leighton is the<em> New York Times</em> and <em>USA Today</em> bestselling author of The Wild Ones and The Bad Boys romance trilogies. She is a native of Ohio, relocated to the warmer climates of the South, where she lets her mind wander to romantic settings with sexy Southern guys much like the one she married and the ones you'll find in her latest books. When her thoughts aren't roaming in that direction, she'll be riding horses, swimming in ponds and experiencing life on a ranch, all without leaving the cozy comfort of her office.<br />
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<span style="color: black;">Liam “Hunter” Blake hates the Reapers MC. Born and raised a Devil’s Jack, he knows his duty. He’ll defend his club from their oldest enemies—the Reapers—using whatever weapons he can find. But why use force when the Reapers’ president has a daughter who’s alone and vulnerable? Hunter has wanted her from the minute he saw her, and now he has an excuse to take her.</span><br style="color: #181818;" /><br style="color: #181818;" /><span style="color: black;">Em has lived her entire life in the shadow of the Reapers. Her overprotective father, Picnic, is the club’s president. The last time she had a boyfriend, Picnic shot him. Now the men in her life are far more interested in keeping her daddy happy than showing her a good time. Then she meets a handsome stranger—a man who isn't afraid to treat her like a real woman. One who isn't afraid of her father. His name is Liam, and he’s The One.</span><br style="color: #181818;" /><br style="color: #181818;" /><span style="color: black;">Or so she thinks.</span></div>
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The vampire, Roke, is raw, sensual, always in control. Yet somehow he's allowed the unthinkable to happen: a nymph-like witch named Sally has used her magic to trick Roke into mating with her. The pair will remain bound for eternity unless Sally breaks the spell. The trouble is, she has no idea how. . .<br />
Mating with Roke was an accident; at least that's what Sally keeps telling herself. She's on the hunt for her demon father, whose identity holds the key to releasing the spell. The search won't be easy with Roke shadowing Sally's every move. As they mate with a ferocity that leaves them both aching for more, Sally isn't sure if her world is more dangerous without Roke—or with him. . .<span style="font-size: x-small;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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There were few people or demons who were more familiar with the complex spiderweb of tunnels better than Styx.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Before his mating to Darcy, he’d lived in them for several decades along with the previous Anasso.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Which meant that he knew every secret passage and hidden nook.<o:p></o:p></div>
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A knowledge he put to quick use less than an hour after he and Viper had arrived.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Once they’d formally lodged their petition with a dour-faced Sota demon and been shown to their bleak caverns where they were supposed to wait for an opportunity to have their dispute heard by the Oracles, Styx had led them from the public chambers to the dank tunnels beneath.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Stepping through the illusion of a seemingly solid stone wall, Styx pulled his large sword free of the sheath strapped to his back.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Bring back old memories?” Viper demanded, ridiculously wearing black chinos and a white ruffled shirt with a brocade vest. His silver hair was braided, emphasizing the beauty of his elegant face, and the sword he carried looked like it should belong to a fencer, not a warrior.<o:p></o:p></div>
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But only an idiot would believe that Viper wouldn’t have their heart carved out with a flick of his wrist.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Styx, on the other hand, didn’t bother with subtlety.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Leather, shit-kickers, and plenty of snarly attitude.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Not so old,” he said, leaping over a large boulder that blocked their path. “Although it does seem like another lifetime.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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Viper easily kept pace. “Who would have thought just a year later we’d both be mated and saviors of the world?”<o:p></o:p></div>
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Styx snorted. “Be careful, Levet takes full credit for being savior of the world.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“He would,” Viper said dryly.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Styx kept his attention on the widening tunnel, well aware there were cracks in the uneven walls where an enemy could hide.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“I’ll gladly allow him to have the glory if it keeps him out of my hair.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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Viper gave a short laugh. “Yeah, good luck with that.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Miracles happen.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“True,” Viper drawled. “You found a mate who hasn’t stabbed you with a stake.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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He wanted this business done so he could return to Darcy. The faster the better.<o:p></o:p></div>
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They turned down another tunnel that ended in the appearance of a dead-end. This time, however, when they stepped through the illusion there was an unmistakable scent of decay.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Viper,” he growled, coming to a sharp halt.<o:p></o:p></div>
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His companion moved to stand beside him. “I smell it.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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Styx wrinkled his nose. “Fairy.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Dead fairy.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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Styx nodded toward the nearby entrance to a small cavern. “Ready?”<o:p></o:p></div>
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Viper shrugged. “Always.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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Together they entered the cavern, discovering the fairy lying on the in the center of the smooth floor.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Without a sound Viper was sprinting toward the far end of the cavern, searching behind the nooks and crannies that could hide the killer. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Styx knelt beside the body, reaching out his fingers to touch the dead man’s throat as he made a physical inventory.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Outwardly the fairy appeared unharmed. His long hair red hair was untangled, his pale skin unmarred, his lean body in one piece, and there wasn’t so much as a drop of blood on the traditional robes that were given to most petitioners.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Anything?” he demanded.<o:p></o:p></div>
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The younger vampire gave a shake of his head. “No, whoever did this is long gone.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times","serif";">It doesn’t help that he’s ninety percent sure she’s a criminal, and still, he can’t seem to turn her down. What is a dull introvert to do when a chaotic cyclone that oozes sexuality comes twisting into his life? <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times","serif";">At first, he thinks she’ll give him a heart attack, but after his twenty-year marriage ended a year ago, he’s been a little lost, and when she comes crashing into his life, he realizes that he’s never felt more alive. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, serif;">Is a walk on the wild side just what he needs to get his on track or a disaster in the making? Is it possible for someone that much younger to be just what he needs, or is she a fortune hunter, as everyone keeps telling him? Is it his hormones telling him that the mysterious younger woman is the one, or could it be more?<span style="font-size: x-small;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">She winked at me. Fucking winked. It was adorable, and I needed to get away from her. “You’re a mystery to me. I’m just throwing out guesses, trying to figure you out.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">“Now why would you do that? I have to tell you, I’m about as boring as they come.” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">She shook her head, her eyes soft. “Not at all. You seem fascinating to me, Dair.” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">I wasn’t sure why, but that seemed to be my breaking point. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<i><span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">Well, I guess she’ll be keeping that</span></i><span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">, I thought, giving it one last longing look before I turned on my heel and headed out. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">I nearly let the door swing shut on her before I realized that she’d followed me, still in her workout gear, duffle bag in tow. I held the door wide for her, a little worried at her beaming smile. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">“You shower at home?” I asked, then wanted to take it back. I did not need a visual of her showering. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">“Yeah, usually. Here.” She draped the used towel over my shoulder. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">My mind went really filthy with the things I’d be doing with it later. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">“Thanks for that. You just headed home now?” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">“Have a good one,” I murmured and walked away. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">“Wait,” she called out from behind me when I was halfway through the parking lot. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">I stopped. She was just a few feet behind. Either she was following me, or she was walking somewhere. My pearl white model S Tesla was the only car parked this far back. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">I turned to her, and she was smiling at me, of course. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">“Do you mind giving me a ride?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">I took a few deep, steadying breaths, wondering what to do. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">Of course I needed to give her a ride. If the poor girl needed to walk somewhere, she could hardly do it dressed like that. She’d get abducted, for sure. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">I wasn’t positive that I wouldn’t abduct her myself. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">“Sure, honey. Where you need to go?” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">She pointed at my car, her eyes widening. “Is that your ride? It’s brilliant. Wow. A Tesla. Just beautiful.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">I smiled, impressed that she knew what it was, and waved her on. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">I loved my car, and I got a real kick out of her excited reaction to it. She was good at making me smile. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">“I’ve never been in one of these before.” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">“I just got this one about eight months ago.” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">“Do you like it?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">“Yes. I’m happy with it.” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">“Whoa. You got the seven seater? You have any kids?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">I laughed. “No. I have no excuse, other than that the salesman was very good at selling me features.” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">We were inside and belted before I looked at her again. I could smell her in the small space. She smelled so good that it was playing havoc with my peace of mind. Like vanilla and some hint of what could only be her hot little body after a good workout. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">I was shamefully happy that she hadn’t showered after the workout. I had a very clear visual of me licking every bit of that salty sweet sweat off her, and since that wouldn’t be happening, I had a smell to obsess over in place of that. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">She reclined her seat until she was lying down flat. Her mouthwatering breasts pointed straight up in that position. “That is so cool. What is that called? The glass ceiling?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">“An all glass panoramic roof. Like I said, the salesman was very good at selling me features, even ones I didn’t need.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">I started the car, waiting for her to tell me where to go. When we just sat there for a few minutes, I asked, “So, where can I drop you?” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">She brought her seat back up. “Aren’t you going to invite me back to your place? I want to see your house. And I’d like to try whatever concoction you make yourself drink after your workout.” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">I smiled and shook my head. “I don’t think that’s a good idea, Iris. You are much too young to be inviting yourself to some man’s house. Especially an old guy like me.” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">“How old are you?” she asked, sounding only vaguely curious about that. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">“Forty. Old. How old are you?” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">“Twenty-four, Alasdair. Old enough for any damn thing.” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">I gave her a gimlet-eyed look, sure she was messing with me. “I don’t believe you. Prove it. Show me your ID.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">She giggled like I’d just said the funniest thing, but she did bend forward to fish around in her bag, retrieving a small pink wallet. “What? You think I’m jailbait?” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">“Something like that.” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">She handed me a Nevada driver’s license. I studied it, did some quick math, then studied it some more. It was real, as far as I could tell, and it did place her at twenty-four. I could hardly believe it. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">“I’m still way too old for you.” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">“Your cock doesn’t agree.” Her tone was so innocent that it took me a moment to process what she’d said. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">I flushed bright red. “My cock doesn’t know what’s good for it.” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">“But I do.” Her voice was whisper soft. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">I put the car in reverse. “You sure about this?” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">“Sure about what? What’s the big deal about sharing a drink and checking out your pad? Going by this car, I know you’re going to blow me away.” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">I nodded tightly and kept my hands at two and ten, my eyes straight ahead. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">I took her home. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">It was insanity, but who the fuck could resist a girl like Iris? Not me. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">Even so, I told myself I’d humor her curiosity and then take her wherever she wanted to go. I had absolutely no business doing more than that. She was legal, thank God, but still far too young. At least for <i>that</i>.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">As though reading my mind, her hand went to my knee, her touch light. “God, that thing is impressive. I swear it has its own pulse. I can see it beating.” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">I nearly went off the road. “Are you talking about…?!”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">“Your cock. You wear those big, thick clothes at the gym. I had no clue you were packing such heat.” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">“Knock it off,” I told her. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">She dissolved into giggles, her hand falling from my knee. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">“You’re just messing with me, aren’t you?” I asked her with a smile. “You can tell I’m harmless, so you’re putting me on.” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">Her hand touched the back of my neck, and I nearly jumped out of my skin. She rubbed hard at my nape, and my eyes began to close with the pleasure. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">“I like you, Alasdair. Can’t you tell?” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">I didn’t have a good answer for that. My ex-wife had done a number on me. Married twenty years to the woman, doing everything I could think of to make her happy, and she’d hated my guts. I couldn’t have been particularly likable. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">Iris was friendly and talkative enough, but I noticed that she was not the sort to talk about herself, and I found myself talking too much, which was not at all like me. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">“I live alone in a very big house. It’s a waste really. I should look for something smaller. I was married when I had it built. I didn’t intend to be alone when I designed the thing.” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">“Yes. About a year now.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">“And you were married just the one time?” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">I exaggerated a wince, shooting her a sheepish smile. “I must seem so old to you, huh? But yeah, just the one time. For twenty years.” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">She whistled. “<i>Twenty</i> years? What happened?” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">I just shook my head. I couldn’t talk about it without sounding bitter, and I didn’t want to come across that way. Not to her. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">“And you’re not old, Alasdair. You’re distinguished.” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">That surprised a laugh out of me. “Oh, that’s rich. Yes, I’m apparently very distinguished, and you’re young enough to be my daughter.” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">“Only if you had me when you were sixteen. Do you have any kids?” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">“No. I always thought I would, but time just slipped away. I’m too old now, I think. I like kids, though.” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">“You’re not too old. That’s ridiculous. Look at your hard-on. That thing looks like it wants to make babies right now.” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">I sent her a censuring look and tried to make it convincing. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">She just gave me an irrepressible smile. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">We got to the gates of my community. I waved to the security guard, and he nodded back, letting me in. I saw him shoot Iris one quick glance, his expression indecipherable, as we went by.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">“Oh, I bet we just started some good rumors. ‘Alasdair’s brought home a young, scantily clad girl again.’” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">I shifted uncomfortably, but couldn’t stifle my urge to correct her. “Not <i>again</i>. I don’t do this sort of thing. Not ever.” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">“Not <i>ever</i>? And what sort of thing are we calling this now, Dair? I’m <i>dying</i> to know.” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">“Bring women home. Especially very young women. I’ve never done this.” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">She beamed at me for that one. “I like you. You make me feel good.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">I could say the same for her, but I didn’t. I was being enough of a beast already, bringing her home. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">She copied me, tossing her own bag on top of mine. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">“You can use my shower,” I told her, my eyes all over her naked skin. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">“You’re a doll. I’ll do that. God, you’re tall.” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">She moved to stand right in front of me, her hand up as though to measure. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">I was over the six-foot mark, and she was just the right height to tuck her little blonde head under my chin. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">I shook off that ridiculous image. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">At her insistence, I gave her the grand tour of my oversized house. I hadn’t taken pride in it in a long time. It had turned into a rather large tomb for the bad memories from the last years of my marriage. But oddly, I found myself taking that pride again as I showed it to her. I had designed it, top to bottom, and I really did love the house. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">“I could spend a year in here,” she told me. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">That had my brows raising. I’d gotten the impression she was more of a wild party girl than a reader. “You like to read?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">Her nose wrinkled like she thought that was the oddest question. “Um, yeah. Who doesn’t like to read?” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">Good point. I mean, there were people that didn’t like to read. Logically, I understood that, but it had always baffled me anyway. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #1a1a1a; font-family: Optima; font-size: 18.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Optima;">I meant to pick her brain about that more, but she was off again, and I was following, my eyes glued to her perfect little ass as I showed her the rest of the house. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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In high school, Jake was the bad boy who made Michelle burn with desire, took what he wanted from her body, and broke her heart. In hindsight, Michelle never should have gotten tangled up with the aspiring guitarist in the first place. In high school, Devlin was a sweet, shy geek who’d had a crush on her, but when he’d found the courage to ask her to Prom, she’d turned him down flat. In hindsight, she should have worried more about the quality of the boy than her reputation with the popular crowd. But this isn’t high school anymore. At her ten year class reunion, Michelle finds her once popular crowd lacking, but finds both the man who broke her heart and the one she once rejected irresistibly sexy. She wants them. Both of them. And they want her any way—<i>every</i> way—they can have her. Can she resist either man? Does she even want to try?<br />
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Cameron Moore always had an eye on his best friend's little sister but considered her strictly off limits, choosing to satisfy his lust elsewhere. Now Meri seems to want to annihilate every wall Cam's put up against her. The beach is hot, the drinks are cold, Meredith is irresistible, and something has to give. Will it only be the walls between them, or their hearts as well?<br />
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There is something to be said for letting go. Ryland Roberts knows that better than anyone. He'd let go of his ambitions, of his family and—most of all—of her. He'd perfected the art of putting his past behind him and accepted the fact that the town he wanted to leave in his rearview was the place where he was going to live out his days. But sometimes the past doesn't just go away. Sometimes it comes back to haunt you.<br />
Piper Jameson convinced herself that she left for all the right reasons. She'd saved people by leaving—made sure that they weren't tainted by her rebellious ways. When her little sister asks her to come home and say goodbye to their ailing mother, she's forced to see that things aren't always as they seem. The people who she'd left behind might not have been saved at all.<br />
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I stretched my arm out and placed a hand on the cool concrete, the grit and dirt sticking to my palm. Such a contrast to the warmth I felt with Ryland firmly pressed up against me. The curves of my backside fit perfectly against his long, lean frame, our skin heating up the chill around us.<br />
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The fall weather had descended upon our small Midwestern town almost overnight. It seemed like only a week or two ago we had been wearing shorts and flip-flops. Now it was jeans and jackets. Well, actually, now it was nothing.<br />
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I felt my cheeks heat as I thought about what we had just done. I wasn't embarrassed. Far from it. In fact, I'd never felt more sure about anything in my entire life as I was about what had just happened with Ry.<br />
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“That was incredible,” he whispered against my neck as he traced lazy circles on my shoulder with his fingertips.<br />
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“Yeah,” I breathed, rolling onto my back to look up at him. The soft glow of an outdoor utility light crept through the open side of the airplane hangar, barely lighting up the space. “Never imagined our first time being on a blanket spread out on a cold, hard floor, but I would do it again in a heartbeat.”<br />
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“Me too. Let’s get on that then,” he said with a wicked grin before he pressed his lips to mine. Propping himself on one arm—his hand resting against the side of his head—he snaked his free hand under one of the flannel blankets he'd commandeered from an airplane parked beside us.<br />
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I liked this side of him. The side that wasn't perfect and calculated. The side that just did, said, and felt what he wanted. He was literally feeling his way up my body—his hands smooth and rough all at the same time—sending all of my teenage hormones spiraling out of control. We were living in the moment, which was exactly where I preferred to be.<br />
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“You know how much I love you, right?” His face became very serious, almost concerned. “I wanted tonight to be special. I thought we'd go back to my house after we looked at the planes. My parents are gone and...” He was back in his head, thinking about his meticulously thought-out evening. Doubting his ability to be perfect. He did this sometimes—overanalyzed things. “It didn't go exactly as I planned, but—”<br />
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“It was perfect,” I assured him. “Plans, schmans.” I pulled his face to mine, giggling, my lips barely grazing his. “And I love you, too.”<br />
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That was the thing about Ryland—I saw a side of him that no one else saw. I could probably say the same for him about me. Until him, I’d never felt like I was going to amount to much, but he believed in me, even when I didn't—which was most of the time. When I was with him, I didn't feel like I needed to do everything in my power to piss people off. He made me want to stay in this Godforsaken town with a family that ignored my existence. They ignored it until I did something wrong—which was about ninety percent of the time. Then my stepfather made sure to let me just how worthless I was.<br />
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“So do you feel like a rebel?” I asked. “This being your first breaking and entering and all.”<br />
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“Oh yeah.” He laughed. “I'm a regular badass. Nothing like walking through an open gate to an abandoned shed.” He cast his arm out sarcastically in the vacant space above our heads. Nothing but sheet metal and wooden beams. A handful of airplanes were parked around us with a smattering of fuel cans, tools, and parachutes hanging from the walls. “I'm not sure we actually broke into anything. More like casually strolled in.”<br />
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We lived in a town where people left their front doors unlocked. The kind of town where everyone knew everyone and all of their business. Truitville. It was a place with a minimal crime rate. I think that night, that's what we’d both thought: <i>What's the worst that could happen</i>?<br />
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Death comes in Armani. Salvation comes in leather.<br /><br />Principessa to the Mancuso crime family, Alexandra knows a thing or two about living outside the bounds of the law. Suffocated by the future her father has laid out for her, she makes a choice she can't take back, changing the entire trajectory of her life.<br /><br />Thrust into the dark and dangerous world of the Forsaken Motorcycle Club for her own protection, Alex finds herself faced with the last thing she needs right now: the man of her dreams. He’s sex in leather, the devil incarnate, and one hell of a kisser. But he’s also off-limits. Ryan Stone can be her friend, but he’s forbidden to be her lover.<br /><br />Third-generation Forsaken, Ryan knows nothing other than life on two wheels, and he wouldn’t have it any other way. He enjoys the many privileges that come with the patch, and the only laws he recognizes are the ones set-forth by his club. That is, until who he wants more than anything isn’t allowed on the back of his bike —or in his bed. Balancing his desire for her body, and need to keep her safe, Ryan tries to keep Alex at a distance. Finally having made a choice for herself, she’s done hearing the word “no” and will push boundaries even Ryan himself doesn’t dare cross.<br /><br />Love is never more tempting than when it’s forbidden.<div style="text-align: left;">
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">the night. As they say, some things never change. Now, as an adult, she divides her time between the sexy law men, mythical creatures, and kick-ass heroines that live inside her head and pursuing her bachelor's degree in English. JC is a San Francisco Bay Area native, but has also called both Texas and Louisiana home. These days she rocks her flip flops year round in Northern California and can't imagine a climate more beautiful.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Chloe Lilywhite has struggled for years to find her footing in a series of dangerous and demanding worlds. Creator, first tier Council member, and one of the most powerful Magicals in existence, she was little more than one of Fate’s pawns. But now, Chloe is back home and ready to call the shots. She knows what she wants and who she wants to be.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Except the Elders never got the memo.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Annar and Magical-kind are under attack. The lives of Chloe’s loved ones, and life as they know it, are at stake. Chloe's the key to taking the Elders down, but they won't go quietly into the night.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">This time, neither will Chloe.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 32px;"> Quiet voices nearby send my focus to the other end of the large room. I make out Kellan and Will, matching in cross-armed, tense stances as they talk with Astrid Lotus and Kate Blackthorn. They’re not alone; at a table nearby sit Cameron and Callie, exhaustion coloring them almost as strongly as that I feel here in this bed.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 32px;"> “This is unacceptable,” Kellan is saying, his voice low, like he doesn’t want to wake his brother or me up, but it’s angry, too. “You’re the Council’s lead Shaman!”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 32px;"> “Sweetling,” Astrid murmurs, reaching out for her son’s arm, but he yanks out of her grasp.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 32px;"> “No. I’m sorry, but <i>no</i>. This is not acceptable.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 32px;"> She tries again. “Kellan—”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 32px;"> He’s livid. “We’re going on five days, Astrid. <i>Five. Days</i>. How is it, with all of the worlds’ best Shamans working on her, nobody can wake Chloe up? Or at least figure out what the fuck happened to her?”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 32px;"> <i>Five whole days?</i> I’ve been . . . asleep, or whatever it is I’ve been, for nearly a week? What did that Jens-like person do to me?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 32px;">I’m desperate to let Kellan—let them all—know I’m okay, that I’m finally awake, but only a tiny rasp escapes me, like somebody has stolen my voice. Speaking shouldn’t be so difficult. Curling my fingers around Jonah’s hand shouldn’t be so tiring.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 32px;">“I’m going to have to concur with Kellan,” Will is quietly saying, yet his words are just as harsh as Kellan’s. “I know I’m only a Métis, but I’m pretty sure that with all the Magic you all can do, something should have worked by now. I mean, you are Magicals. Isn’t this the bloody point?”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 32px;">Cameron stands up, a hand going to his son’s shoulder. “William—”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 32px;">“Dad, don’t even try to excuse this. Weren’t you raving to Erik just this morning how somebody better bloody do something or heads were going to roll?”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 32px;">Cameron doesn’t deny this in the least, nor does he look chastised.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 32px;">“We’re trying our best, but Kellan,” Kate says, “maybe it’s time to prepare yourself.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 32px;">“Prepare myself?” he sputters. “What, like . . . you mean accept that she’s gone and not coming back?”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 32px;">Try as I might, no words escape my lips. I’m here, I want to shout. I’m alive and awake. Turn around. See me<i>.</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 32px;">“Or,” he continues bitterly, “prepare myself that you’re going to keep her on some kind of Magical life support until some new Creator is born? Because that’s what you’re thinking, right?”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 32px;">Astrid says his name again, all heartbreak and sympathy in her syllables.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 32px;">Kate turns white in the face of his quiet fury. “This is . . . I’ve never seen anything like this. If we only knew about the circumstances leading up to what happened—”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 32px;">“How many times do you need to hear it?” Kellan seethes. “Chloe and Jonah were having dinner in a crowded restaurant. She ate food off of both of their plates. He ate off of hers, so there can’t be any poisoning issues—but you all should know that, considering the food was all tested. Chloe went to the restroom. She never returned. Ten minutes later, when it felt like somebody was literally gutting us—” He stops, hands yanking at his hair. “When it felt like somebody was tearing <i>him</i> apart, Jonah went and found her on the floor of the bathroom, bleeding and unconscious. He tried to wake her up. He failed. Cora Carregreen tried to work on her, but failed. I tried to wake her up, but failed. Kiah Redrock was sent in to see if she could reach Chloe through her dreams, but she failed, too, as Chloe’s brain wasn’t . . .” He takes an unsteady breath. “<i>Isn’t</i> even functioning enough to have dreams. Shall I continue, Kate? Because, I mean, you’re the Shaman and all.”</span></div>
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<i>New York Times</i> and <i>USA Today</i> bestselling author Cora Carmack follows up her trio of hits—<i>Losing It, Faking It</i>, and <i>Finding It</i>—with this thrilling first novel in an explosive series bursting with the Texas flavor, edge, and steamy romance of Friday Night Lights.<br />
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<i>In Texas, two things are cherished above all else—football and gossip. My life has always been ruled by both.</i><br />
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Dallas Cole loathes football. That's what happens when you spend your whole childhood coming in second to a sport. College is her time to step out of the bleachers, and put the playing field (and the players) in her past.<br />
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But life doesn't always go as planned. As if going to the same college as her football star ex wasn’t bad enough, her father, a Texas high school coaching phenom, has decided to make the jump to college ball… as the new head coach at Rusk University. Dallas finds herself in the shadows of her father and football all over again.<br />
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Carson McClain is determined to go from second-string quarterback to the starting line-up. He needs the scholarship and the future that football provides. But when a beautiful redhead literally falls into his life, his focus is more than tested. It's obliterated.<br />
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Dallas doesn't know Carson is on the team. Carson doesn't know that Dallas is his new coach's daughter.<br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif";">Fun. I need to have some. Stat. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif";">Decided, I open the door quietly,
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be seen. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif";">Walking back toward the stairs, I
see him, hands braced on the railing and talking with someone a few steps down.
<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif";">“Come on. Give me one hint,”
Silas says. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif";">The answering voice is familiar,
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif";">“Dude, it took me <i>years </i>to get in her pants.” Levi. <i>Freaking </i>Levi. “No way I’m giving you an
easy in. And <i>no way </i>you’re managing
it in one night. She’s an icebox, man.” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif";">I shiver. Like I really have been
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif";">Silas chuckles before replying,
“Oh ye of little faith.” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif";">“Oh ye of little <i>chance</i>.” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif";">“Whatever,” Silas says. “If she
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tough.” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif";">They talk about me like I am some
play to master, a team to beat. I probably matter less to them than their helmets
and pads. And, oh yes, I have no doubt now that Silas is on the football team.
Levi wouldn’t be hanging out with him if he weren’t.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif";">My heart drums in my ears, and my
mouth waters in that way that usually means I’m about to be sick. I don’t
scream, even though it would be satisfying. Nor do I pick up the vase on the
hallway table and test out how my Angry Birds skills translate to real-life
target practice. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif";">Then
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif";">Not the shrieky, ear-shattering
kind. Lower, more guttural. Like a battle cry. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif";">Gripping the balcony railing, I
stand up straighter, like I would if I were standing at the barre in my dance
studio, and I let it all out. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif";">A few seconds of precious silence
passes, filled only by the faint echo of my scream. Then below me a voice calls
out, “I’m going to go out on a limb and guess that you’ve decided against going
Greek.” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Cora Carmack is a twenty-something writer who likes to write about twenty-something characters. She's done a multitude of things in her life-- boring jobs (like working retail), Fun jobs (like working in a theatre), stressful jobs (like teaching), and dream jobs (like writing). She enjoys placing her characters in the most awkward situations possible, and then trying to help them get a boyfriend out of it. Awkward people need love, too. Her first book, LOSING IT, is a New York Times and USA Today bestseller.</blockquote>
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Just as grief threatens to consume her, fate grabs her hand and leads her out of the darkness. <br />
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It's hard to see the light at the end of the tunnel when life gives you a chaotic mess of grief, but Paige Griffin is determined to make a good life for her and her three-year old daughter, Kyra. At twenty-three, she juggles her days as a nurse, with the rest of her time being a single mother. Too busy to know which way is up, she doesn't give dating much thought until one guy makes a sudden impact on her life. <br />
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Tyler Evans seems like a nice guy, good looking even, but Paige is hesitant about letting a guy into her and her daughter’s life, especially when he seems just as closed off as she. But once Paige keeps running into Tyler and his eight-year-old son, Brandon, she begins to realize that there’s more to him than she thought. <br />
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<em style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;">Where Forever Lies</em><span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"> is a very sweet story about moving on after loss. I could relate to this story because I was a single mother and had to move on. I love the romance between Paige and Tyler. I would have liked a little more between them, but there's always book two! Overall it was a good read.</span></div>
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<b>A sexy category romance from Entangled’s Brazen imprint…</b><br />
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<i>He can protect her from everyone except himself.</i><br />
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Alana Gore is in danger. A take-no-prisoners publicist, her way with people has made her more than a few enemies over the years, but a creepy stalker is an entirely different matter. She needs a bodyguard, and the only man she can ask is not only ridiculously hot, but reputed to have taste for women that goes beyond adventurous.<br />
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<i>Dare to Resist</i><br />
By New York Times Bestselling Author Laura Kaye<br />
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<i>Trapped and tempted, this battle of wills rages all night long…</i><br />
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KadyDresco and Colton Brooks click on a level that defies logic. There are only two problems. One, he’s her older brother’s irritating best friend, and two, they're bidding on the same military security services contract.<br />
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When four bridesmaids dare one another to find lust—or maybe even love—at the destination wedding event of the year, the groomsmen don’t stand a chance. But little do the women know, the men are onto their game, and sparks will fly alongside the bouquet.<br />
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Laura is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of over a dozen books in contemporary and paranormal romance and romantic suspense. Growing up, Laura’s large extended family believed in the supernatural, and family lore involving angels, ghosts, and evil-eye curses cemented in Laura a life-long fascination with storytelling and all things paranormal. She lives in Maryland with her husband, two daughters, and cute-but-bad dog, and appreciates her view of the Chesapeake Bay every day.<br />
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<span style="color: black;">Easy going soldier Kale Montgomery, a self-proclaimed ladies man, has no plans of settling down, especially not with his best friend- the sexy, sassy schoolteacher Lucy Dawson. Their relationship, though unconventional, is mutually beneficial, and they wouldn't have it any other way. Friends with benefits? Casual lovers? Whatever you want to call it, they’re having fun, in and out of bed, and to them, that’s all that matters. At least that’s what they think, but how long can you spend in someone's bed before you find they're also infiltrating your heart?</span><br />
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<span style="color: black;">She looks me over, and I love the fact that she’s checking me out. I don’t know why I’m so drawn to her, but I am, and I want to get to know her better, at least where the bedroom’s concerned. Eventually, she extends her hand, and I give a firm handshake, the kind she wanted when we first met. “Please, Kale, call me Lucy.”</span><br />
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<span style="color: black;"> Shaking her hand, I say it out loud. “Lucy. I like it.”</span><br />
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<span style="color: black;"> “That’s fortunate since I’m stuck with it. Okay, Montgomery. As much as I love flirting with a hot ass soldier in the parking lot of an elementary school, I’ve got to get going. Maybe I’ll see you around?”</span><br />
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<span style="color: black;"> She starts to walk away, but I grab her hand, reeling her back in. I’m not ready for her to go, yet I don’t want to seem like some crazy stalker guy.</span><br />
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<span style="color: black;"> “Can I see you again? You know, outside of an elementary school?” I ask, my eyes bearing down into hers, begging for her to say yes.</span><br />
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<span style="color: black;"> She hesitates, and I’m afraid she’s about to say no when she finally responds. “I don’t date. I’m not looking for anything serious, so if that’s what you’re looking for, I’m the wrong girl.”</span><br />
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<span style="color: black;"> My cock practically sings at her words. A no strings attached relationship with a hot teacher right before I deploy? I couldn’t have asked for better luck.</span><br />
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<span style="color: black;"> “I don’t do relationships, either, Lucy. I just want to get to know you and to have some fun. No feelings, no strings, no nothing,” I tell her, and watch as a look of relief washes over her.</span><br />
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<span style="color: black;"> She starts digging in her purse and I watch as she scribbles something on a piece of paper before hanging it to me. “Number’s right there. Call me when you’re feeling adventurous,” she says. Before I can say anything, she spins around and swiftly walks away, leaving me to wonder just how adventurous she can be.</span><br />
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<span style="line-height: 18.66666603088379px;">Cole Brandt was the self-centered and philandering lead singer for Generation Rejects</span><br />
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</span> <span style="line-height: 18.66666603088379px;">Vivian Baily was a flaky, attention seeking drama queen.</span><br />
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</span> <span style="line-height: 18.66666603088379px;">Apart they were challenging…together they were complete and total chaos.</span><br />
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</span> <span style="line-height: 18.66666603088379px;">Cole and Vivian were two people who should never have been together.</span><br />
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</span> <span style="line-height: 18.66666603088379px;">Yet they crashed into each other at every turn.</span><br />
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</span> <span style="line-height: 18.66666603088379px;">Their relationship was anything but stable. But it was passionate. It was messy. It was hopelessly seductive. And it might possibly drive them both insane.</span><br />
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</span> <span style="line-height: 18.66666603088379px;">They fought. They made up. They screamed. They made love.</span><br />
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</span> <span style="line-height: 18.66666603088379px;">They hated and they loved in equal measure.</span><br />
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</span> <span style="line-height: 18.66666603088379px;">And now that Generation Rejects are starting to hit it big and the band is on the road, temptation and massive egos could very well spell the end of their roller coaster.</span><br />
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</span> <span style="line-height: 18.66666603088379px;">If only they could stay away from each other.</span><br />
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</span> <span style="line-height: 18.66666603088379px;">But Vivian has finally reached her breaking point. Tired of their endless cycle, she is ready to say goodbye to Cole for good. </span><br />
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</span> <span style="line-height: 18.66666603088379px;">Yet Cole isn’t one to go away quietly. Particularly when he is starting to realize exactly what he stands to lose if Vivian walks away.</span><br />
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</span> <span style="line-height: 18.66666603088379px;">As his world begins to turn upside down, Cole realizes that the one person who can hold him together is the girl who may no longer want him.</span><br />
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</span> <span style="line-height: 18.66666603088379px;">Love can be a comedy of errors, particularly for two people who never seem to get the timing right. </span><br />
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</span> <span style="line-height: 18.66666603088379px;">And In the crazy world of rock and roll, the hardest lessons to learn just might be the ones with the sweetest rewards.</span></blockquote>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;">"I tilted my face under the warm spray and leaned back as he wrapped his arms around me. He gently kissed between my shoulder blades and ran his nose upwards to the base of my skull. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 150%;">“I missed you,” he murmured into my skin. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Just when I was okay with resigning myself to what we were, to being just fine with the lack of real emotional connection, Cole had to go and do things like that. </span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 150%;">He peppered me with soft kisses, hugging me tightly. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 150%;">“I really love you being here when I wake up. I wish you could be here every morning.” I could feel him smiling against my back and I wanted to bash his head in. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 150%;">He really needed to shut the hell up. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 150%;">Emo mushy crap was taking things too far. I didn’t need to engage my heart in this already sticky situation. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 150%;">But this was Cole. He could be this amazing, beautiful person when he wanted to be. In the aftermath of sex he said things that sent me reeling. And I couldn’t help but allow my mind to wander to possibilities. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 150%;">“You smell and taste unbelievable. There needs to be an AA program for this. <i>Vivian Anonymous</i>. Sign me up because I can’t get enough of touching you.” Cole ran his tongue along my wet skin and I couldn’t help but moan. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 150%;">“Stay with me another night. Please,” he begged. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 150%;">I wanted to give in. God, did I want to. When he was like this it was hard to deny him anything. But I couldn’t pretend that what we had was something else. That the two of us were ever destined for more than a temporary physical relationship. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 150%;">If I started thinking like that, I was setting myself up for a hell of a fall. And I wasn’t sure I’d survive the impact. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 150%;">Cole was an egotistical manwhore. That was what I needed to remember right now. If I didn’t stay, he’d have someone else ready and willing to take my place. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 150%;">He may ask me to stay but he’d be just fine if I didn’t. Our hearts were <i>not </i>involved here. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 150%;">I snorted inelegantly. “What would all the groupies say if I was here again tonight? I don’t want to cramp your style,” I scoffed, leaning my head back on his shoulder.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 150%;">“Why do you have to say stuff like that, Viv? You know when you’re around, there’s no one else. I don’t want anyone but you,” he admonished, his teeth scraping along the side of my neck, making me shiver, despite the warmth of the shower."</span><span style="font-family: "Century Gothic","sans-serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 18.66666603088379px;">The New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of Contemporary and Paranormal romance including The Find You in the Dark and Bad Rep series as well as the upcoming stand alone romance, Reclaiming the Sand, and a dark new adult series for Gallery Books.</span><br />
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</span> <span style="line-height: 18.66666603088379px;">A. Meredith spent ten years as a counselor for at risk teens and children. First working at a Domestic Violence/Sexual Assault program and then later a program for children with severe emotional and mental health issues. Her former clients and their stories continue to influence every aspect of her writing.</span><br />
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<b>Part I: Scars and Stripes</b></div>
It's lust at first sight when Mistress Nora encounters a sexy newcomer to The 8th Circle. She's happy for the distraction, since she left her lover, Søren, but her session with Lance is cut short when her boss, Kingsley Edge, reveals they're all in danger….<br />
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<b>Part II: Sore Spots</b><br />
With a potential stalker on the loose, Kingsley hires Lance as Nora's bodyguard, but stipulates no sex while he's on duty. Frustrated by the ex-SEAL's noble chivalry, Nora is driven to seek release with the one man she's trying to forget….<br />
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Shocked to see Nora's bruises, Lance is furious that she put herself in danger and demands to know where she got them. As Nora confesses her true nature, she's equally shocked to learn that Lance has some secrets of his own, drawing them together despite Kingsley's orders….<br />
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With her feelings for Lance warring with her recent encounter with Søren, Nora returns to Lance's bed and finds herself toying with the idea of…toying with him on a permanent basis. But after she gets a glimpse into his personal angst, Nora realizes she has the power to rescue this white knight….<br />
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Tiffany Reisz lives with her boyfriend (a reformed book reviewer) and two cats (one good, one evil). She graduated with a B.A. in English from Centre College in Danville, Kentucky and is making both her parents and her professors proud by writing BDSM erotica under her real name. She has five piercings, one tattoo, and has been arrested twice.<br />
When not under arrest, Tiffany enjoys Latin Dance, Latin Men, and Latin Verbs. She dropped out of a conservative southern seminary in order to pursue her dream of becoming a smut peddler. Johnny Depp’s aunt was her fourth grade teacher. Her first full-length novel THE SIREN was inspired by a desire to tie up actor Jason Isaacs (on paper). She hopes someday life will imitate art (in bed).<br />
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</span> <span style="font-family: inherit;">Sabrina Cassidy believes in fate. So when her fiancé breaks off their engagement, she’s convinced they’ll get back together eventually. But fate was not on her side when it brought Jack Brenner into her life—and work. Frustrating, gorgeous, and cocky, Jack has an offer that Sabrina can't refuse. Not if it means getting the life she’s always imagined.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">She stared at him. Oh, she knew Jack was arrogant, but this? This comment completely confirmed the God complex she always suspected he had. “You? You would help me get my fiancé back?” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> His lips shifted to an easy smile. “I have a deep-rooted desire to see my new partner happy and settled in her life. Is that so wrong?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> For the first time since she’d known him, Jack actually looked uncomfortable. He cleared his throat a few times before answering. “Between you and me, I didn’t get that promotion because the board feels my personal life may need a makeover. Of sorts. My father unfortunately agrees.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> She had the satisfaction of seeing his eyes narrow. “Yes, well, my dad has even gone so far as to say that I should find a nice sensible girl and settle down.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> “What do you want me to do? Find you a nice, normal girl to make you look respectable?” She thought about Maddie but worried that maybe she was too nice and sensible for him. It could be like putting a goldfish and a piranha together in a fish tank. She couldn’t do that to Maddie. She couldn’t do that to any woman she knew.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> “Actually…” His gaze lingered on his clenched fists, then swung up and pinned her to her seat. “I already found the perfect girl.” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> Realization hit her and she jumped off the bench. “Not on your life.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> Jack grabbed her hand and pulled her back down. “Will you listen before jumping to conclusions? I’m not asking you to settle down with me for real. Just for pretend.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> “You’re insane,” she said, shaking off his hand. “Of all the women in Boston, why me?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> “Well, look at you,” he said, pointing. She followed his finger and looked down but only saw a cream-colored turtleneck over a black wool skirt. “You’re hardworking, sensible, and obviously want to get married,” he continued. “Pretty much the antithesis of every woman I’ve dated.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> “You mean because my IQ is larger than my bra size?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> His lips thinned. “I mean because you have my father’s respect.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> “I do?” She frowned, not because she was unhappy to hear that information but because she was surprised. “Then why did he pass me over for a senior wholesaling position?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> “What? You wanted my job?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> She waved his question away. “Never mind.” She sighed, putting her head in her hands. Yes, she felt she should have gotten Jack’s territory. But it didn’t matter. It wasn’t the time to get into work issues. Right now her priority was David.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> “Sabrina, will you shove your animosity toward me away for one brief second and think about this? It would be a win-win for both of us. David thinks you’re adoringly waiting in the wings, giving him as long as it takes to make up his mind.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> She dropped her hands and blinked. “But he would be right.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> “No, you have to change his thinking. He has to believe you’ve moved on. And the best way to do that is by making him think you’re interested in another man. Another man who happens to be number three on New England’s Top Bachelors list would be quite the coup. If David just has cold feet like you say he does, then there’s nothing like good old-fashioned jealousy to warm them up again.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> “That’s original,” she murmured.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> He shrugged. “I find the classics work best.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> “What would I have to do exactly?” she asked.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> Jack scanned around them, then lowered his voice. “Convince everyone in the office, including my father, that we’re in a serious relationship. Perhaps attend a few high-profile events with me. David has to think we’re dating anyway. Pretty simple when you think about it.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> Sabrina felt her stomach tighten. Nothing seemed simple at all. “How long would I have to…pretend?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> “I’m not sure. At least until the next quarterly board meeting—even if David comes back to you before then. I need to look as if I gave this relationship at least the old college try.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> “I—I don’t know.” She began chewing on her thumbnail in thought, then cast a side glance at Jack. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> David would be jealous of a man like Jack. She didn’t doubt it. Jack was ridiculously good-looking. Intelligent—mostly. And rich. He also had the kind of wide shoulders and brawny arms that could wrap around a female wrestler and somehow make her feel as delicate as a flower. Jack certainly seemed the kind of man any woman would love to catch on the rebound from a broken heart. Not her, of course. She had no interest in rich, handsome playboys. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> The whole idea still sounded so wrong, so sordid. She doubted anyone at work would believe she and Jack would even think about dating each other. But maybe luck threw Jack in her path for a reason. Would she be a fool not to take him up on it? Was Jack part of her “journey” to David that Madame Butterfly had mentioned? She couldn’t be sure. She needed more time to think.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> She shot him a look. “Oh, gee, now there’s an incentive. Why didn’t you say so in the first place?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> He let out a muffled snort, but she couldn’t tell if it was from laughter or frustration. He reached into his suit jacket and pulled out his wallet. He took his business card and tucked it in her palm. “My cell phone number is on the back in case you change your mind after work. Call me anytime.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> “No, not all the girls,” he said in a silky voice. His warm hand closed over hers, and he leaned in so close she could feel his breath on her cheek. “I only say that to my girlfriends.” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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