BLURB:
Trevor
MacLaughlin has been in love with his sister's best friend for years. But, he
let her move away to college without ever telling her how he felt and hasn't
seen her since.
Now, years
later, a second chance with the woman of his dreams practically falls into his
lap.
Will he take a
leap of faith and tell her how he feels? How he's always felt? Or will the
woman he knows is meant to be his slip through his fingers a second time?
EXCERPT:
Trevor opened the hotel room
door at 9:05pm. The meeting with the client had taken longer than he expected.
The flooding had taken down a wall, collapsed a roof, and ruined several large
machines. The owner was paying upfront for a quick salvage, but it would be
tomorrow morning before he could have a crew mobilized and here.
As late as it was, he’d
managed to find a little place still open and got them both a home-style burger
and fries. Hopefully she would forgive him for being so late.
The site that greeted him
was adorable and frightening at the same time. Her luggage was open on the
floor and appeared to have been dug through, as if whatever she’d wanted was at
the very bottom. A pair of pink satin and lace panties lay draped over the edge
and a matching pink and black bra lay just inside the suitcase on top of a pile
of shoes. The thought of seeing her in those made blood rush to his dick.
Papers and books were scattered across the bed along with a tablet computer
wrapped in a bright yellow cover.
He set the bag of food down
on the dresser next to the tv and picked up one of the books off the bed –
Ancient Gods and Goddesses. He flipped through a few pages. Next to it he
picked up an inside out black, over-sized sweatshirt. He turned it the right
way and chuckled. On the front it read –Men say a women’s place is in the
kitchen. Just remember, that’s where all the knives are. This girl was
something else.
The door of the bathroom
clicked open. Lorelei walked out half wrapped in a towel, wet hair glistening,
looking like one of the goddesses from her book. I’ve truly died and gone to
heaven.
“Holy mother of popcorn
balls! Trevor!” She screeched and ducked back into the bathroom, but not before
giving him a nice peek at her bare ass. “You could at least make a little noise
when you come in,” she spat out through the barely cracked door.
“Where would be the fun in
that?”
He heard a faint curse, but
couldn’t decipher what she’d said.
“Can you please leave so I
can get dressed?”
He had no intention of
leaving the room. “I can bring you clothes. What do you want?”
“I…fine. The yoga pants and
the sweatshirt on the foot of the bed.”
He picked up the requested
items and glanced down at the lacy bra and underwear. She hadn’t asked for
them. A few steps brought him to the bathroom door. She opened it far enough to
stick her arm through, snatching the clothes from his hand and shutting the
door in his face.
“Anything else?” Underwear,
perhaps?
“No.” Her voice was
irritated, but husky. The raspy quality made his mind go places it shouldn’t.
Paranormal
Romance author, Krystal Shannan, lives in Texas and is married to the
love-of-her-life. They have a spunky young daughter who believes in fairies.
Krystal professes to loving shoes, but avoids wearing them at all costs. She
teaches in the public schools and writes as much as she can in her free time.
If any more spare time can be squeezed from her day, she enjoys reading romance
in all genres, but especially paranormal. If it has a 'Happily Ever After',
she's on board!
She
is an active member in her local RWA chapter DARA.
Krystal
Shannan
Putting
Magick in Romance one Soul Mate at a Time.
Contemporary
Romance
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