
Hope turned her attention back on Brent as he shoved his
hands down into the framing of the loveseat, obviously searching for something.
Her heart lurched when she realized what it was: his phone.
“I’m sure it’s around here somewhere.” Concentration
furrowed his brow. “I had it yesterday, and I was sitting right, aha.” He
reached for something.
She didn’t think twice. “Wait!”
One second she was by the French doors, and the next she’d
rammed into Brent and flung her arms around him, pinning his upper arms to his
solid torso.
They were muscular arms, too. Unnervingly masculine. And
strong.
So strong, Brent could probably break out of her hold if he
wanted to. But he didn’t appear eager to pull away. Mostly, he seemed
intrigued—or maybe amused.
One dark eyebrow arched, and Hope’s pulse fluttered. Not
good. Not good at all.
“Um... What are you doing?”
She stood there, helplessly looking up at him with her right
hand clasping her left wrist, as she held his solid build against her.
From the corner of her eye, she spied Brent’s cell phone
resting on the loveseat frame, where he’d dropped it in surprise. It lay
faceup, showcasing a text alert from Jackie.
Emergency
delay...
Brent tried to see what she was staring at, and Hope yelped.
“Brent!”
“What?”
“Your phone.” Wrong thing to say, because he turned to
glance at it. In one lightning-fast move, Hope released his arms and pressed
her palms to his cheeks.
“Well, hey there,” he said, grinning.
Wrong result. Wrong. Wrong. Wrong.
Hope bit her bottom lip, and her mind spun furiously. His
cheeks were stubbled with five o’clock shadow and really sexy feeling. Hope
swallowed hard.
Think.
Think. Think.
“Yes?” He leaned toward her, and Hope’s heart thumped. At
least she had his full attention and he wasn’t glancing at his phone. Unlike
Hope’s last boyfriend.
Wait a minute. What was she doing? Making comparisons. Now?
She snatched his phone from the couch and held it behind her
back. “I don’t want you to look at it.”
“What? Why not?”
Yeah,
why not? “Because,” she said, scrambling for
a good reason. “This week is supposed to be about us, remember? Not cyber
communications.” She added a play pout for good measure.
“Wow,” he said, looking her over. “You’ve changed.”
“It’s our wedd...wedding,” she said, slightly mangling the
word. “Shouldn’t we be all about each other?”
Brent’s eyes danced. “Absolutely. And here I thought it was
only me.”
“Only you?”
“Who feels this ramped-up attraction between us.” He brought
his arms around her and drew her close.
Hope’s pulse shot through the roof and she nearly dropped
his phone. Oh no, I’m feeling it. Maybe a
little too much.
Relentless Habit
Karen Renee
(O-Town, #1)
Publication date: September 1st 2020
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance
Cecilia
I moved to Orlando for a fresh start.
Nobody could know my secret.
Catching the attention of the hottest DJ in all of Orlando wasn’t in the plan.
He’s got moves, and they’re not just good. They are good.
Like the beats he spins in the booth, I fall fast for him and his crazy family.
When he finds out about my past, it won’t just break my heart but also crush my soul.
Brock
The third time I saw her at a crowded club, I had to have her.
After our first kiss, I knew she was a habit I would never want to break.
Knowing what she hid from me reinforces what I’ve known for so long. Women cannot be trusted.
Even knowing the worst, I can’t stay away from her.
But when push comes to shove, will I be able to keep her safe?
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He
kissed me again, and it was worse than I realized. The kiss on the dance floor
was such that in no way did I think it could be topped, but this one beat it.
Worse yet, there was a hint to his kiss that I knew not only he could do better, but we could do better. And if our kisses could get better, what did
that say for the main event? His lips disengaged before I could think about
that any further.
With
glittering eyes, he asked, “Is there really any reason for you not to see where
this can go? I don’t have to be your
bad habit, but I want you to be mine.
Period.”
I didn’t
even have to mull it over: it was time for me to develop a new habit. If I was
lucky, it would stick.
Author Bio:
Karen Renee is the award-winning author of the Riot MC series, the Beta series, and upcoming O-Town series. She has been writing since she was a teen, but has only recently brought her dream to life. Karen spent years working in the wonderful world of advertising, banking, and local television media research. She is a Jacksonville native, as well as a proud wife and mother. When she’s not at the soccer field or cooking, you can find her at her local library, the grocery store, in her car jamming out to some tunes, or hibernating while she writes and/or reads books.
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Lost on the Way
Isabel Jolie
Publication date: September 21st 2020
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance
They were friends—just friends. Now they’re something else entirely…
Jason
Maggie was my best friend’s girl. When he died… I don’t have the words. Indescribable pain.
But we healed. Together. She got me through my illness and became my friend, my confidant, my family. She’s everything to me.
And I ruined it all last night.
One drunken night. That’s all it took. Now I’m lost.
I want her with everything I am, everything I have, but she can’t be mine. She deserves someone with better odds than the doctors gave me.
Now, if I can’t figure out how to go back to the way things were, I’ll lose the most important relationship I have. The only one that truly matters.Maggie
Last night was the best—and worst—night of my life.
He’s made it clear, more than once, that he only wants a friendship.
Then last night happened.
And now he knows how I feel.
He’s my best friend. I love him —mind, body, and soul. We have a visceral connection others can’t understand.
The problem? He’ll always see me as his best friend’s girlfriend, no matter how many years pass.
I can’t lose him. If he wants to stay in the friend zone, I’ll need to somehow accept that and move on. I know it’s true.
But convincing my heart…well, that’s another story entirely.One night of excess tequila changes everything for two codependent best friends. Will they lose all they had, or can they find their way to something even better?
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I
almost asked her for her number that day. She kept talking and laughing, and I
sat there, entranced. She had this healthy glow. Maybe it was just her
sun-kissed tan. It was late fall and not that warm, but she looked like someone
who spent a lot of time outside. She had a light sprinkling of freckles dusting
her cheekbones. Freckles scatter across my entire body, over pale skin, so I
always notice freckles.
She
talked about missing her parents. She never asked me if I missed mine. If she
had, I would’ve told her I missed them more than she could ever imagine. If I
would’ve answered honestly, which I doubt I would have.
She
didn’t press me with questions. It made the conversation easy. I had this
feeling she and I were going to be friends. Right when I got around to pulling
out my phone so I could tap in her number, a nurse with wire-rimmed spectacles
stood before us.
“Mr.
Longevite?”
Yeah, lady. I’m as shocked as you are that I’m here right now.
Before
following the nurse down the hallway, I turned back to the brown-eyed,
sun-kissed girl. “Nice to meet you, Maggie. Hope to see you around.”
It
wasn’t until I was down the hall that I worried about her. We didn’t ask each
other why we were sitting in an oncology waiting room. I remember thinking if
she’s here for cancer, please let her kind be totally beatable.
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Isabel Jolie, or Izzy to her friends, is an Amazon bestselling indie author with an unquenchable thirst for a good, sexy love story. Izzy’s heart pumps faster for stories with strong heroines, down-to-earth realism, and an unexpected twist.
When she’s not writing or reading, she can often be found with a glass of wine in hand relaxing with her husband, daughters, and good friends lakeside.
Izzy fills her Instagram feed with funnies, inspirational “brain candy”, and anything that meshes with her mood of the day. #mood.
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Smoke Screen
K. Nilsson
(The Blue Trilogy, #2)
Publication date: October 2020
Genres: Adult, Romance, Suspense
She was a distraction. He was a mistake.
Now they’re in each others’ way.Rookie investigator Devyn Foster knows the pain of losing family. It’s what drives her to do what she does – finding the missing and the lost and returning them to their families.
Her latest assignment is no different, finding the computer a whiz who disappeared while working on a mysterious project. Even though his case has gone cold, she won’t let his elderly parents suffer. She will find him and return him back to them.
But that was before the one-night stand that changed everything…
Private Investigator Max Carson has never let anything—or anyone—stop him from getting the job done. So when he’s hired to track down a software program that could change the world, that’s exactly what he’s going to do… until he finds himself in a dead heat with a woman who’s just as determined as he is to get the job done on her own terms.
Now Max has to deal with two problems: how to get Devyn out of the way… and out of his heart.
Author Bio:
K. Nilsson's love of reading began with the Bobbsey twins. When she ran across some Italian True Romance novellas stashed in the attic, the musty serials hooked her on adult fiction. Though black and white photos were dramatic enough to know what the stories were about, she taught herself to read in Italian and translated them to her friends. She's an unapologetic reviewer of books, restaurants, and vacation destinations. An amateur photographer, K. loves taking editorial photos and documenting her travels. Her personal philosophy, sleeping is a waste of time.