New Release: My Cup Runneth Over by Janeva Gardel 

Check out this emotionally-filled Christian Romance by J. Gardel!


Synopsis:

Skylar Jae Mathis trusts no man with her heart. Abused when she was a young girl by her father and beaten down by her many failed relationships, she would rather be alone and on her hustle, than to be with someone who can’t appreciate her for the beautiful, independent woman that she is. 
She’s determined to stay happily single, but when Zyon Davis moves in next door, she re-evaluates her vow to stay single. Will he be able to restore her faith in men and break down the barriers around her heart? Most importantly, can he help restore her faith in God?

Zyon Davis has been burned by a woman before. He has vowed to never ever love another woman again let alone get involved with one. Feeling the humiliation of being cheated on, he moves to Dallas, Texas in hopes of starting anew. When he meets the lovely Skylar Mathis, he can’t help but be intrigued. Even though he can tell she has been hurt before, his entire being yearns to help her heal. But how can he help her when he’s been hurt as well? Can they find restoration in each other?

Excerpt:

1986


I hated when Daddy hit Mommy. When he drank, he became an absolute monster. Someone I didn’t recognize. Nothing like the sweet doting father and Pastor he allowed everyone else to see. Like right now. I could hear them arguing. Their voices escalating. The same argument every time.


“Look, I worked a twelve hour shift today and I don’t feel like having this conversation, Earl. Take your drunk behind to bed!”


“Oh so you’re just going to throw your job in my face huh? Like I don’t want to work?!”


“God, I wish you would stop with this woe is me crap. I’ve had it up to here with your self-pity. God spared your life in that car accident but all you can do is talk about what you can’t do anymore.”


About a year ago, Daddy and Mommy had been on their way to a church banquet in Arlington when a truck had run a red light and not only hit but totaled their car. They’d both survived but Daddy’s hand had been pinned in the driver’s side door and it hadn’t been the same since. He couldn’t work because it was his dominant hand that had been smashed. And he blamed Mommy for what happened. He blamed her for everything. I thought it was so unfair.


“You wanna repeat that Patrice?” I heard Daddy say. I could tell he was about to snap.


I heard her sigh, like she was just tired of this merry go-round. “Nothing…just nothing.”


“Say it again!” He roared at her and I jumped. My heart began beating frantically and my palms began to sweat. God please don’t let him hit Mommy! I prayed. I prayed hard because once he unleashed his wrath on her, I would be next. I heard his big feet move and then my mother yelped. Then I heard her scream as he pushed her into the door.


“I hate when you spew that God spared me crap!” Slap.


“Stop Earl!” Mommy screamed


“I’ll stop when I’m good and ready! You don’t run me! I’m the man of this house, not you!” Daddy bellowed. Slap. Soon after I heard the doorknob being turned and I hightailed it up to my room and locked myself in my closet. Putting my hands over my ears, I prayed again. “Please God. Don’t let him hurt me. I’ll be a good girl. I promise.”


“Sky! Where are you?!” Daddy roared.


“Leave her alone Earl!” My mother screamed


I heard his heavy feet trudging up the steps and tears seeped out from the corners of my eyes. He’s going to find me. He always finds me. I kept praying though. I refused to stop calling out to God. My closet door slammed open but I didn’t open my eyes. My daddy yanked me into his arms and shook me.


“You heard me calling you girl! Got me looking all over this house for you, Sky! I’m gonna beat your butt!”


“No! Daddy please!” I sobbed.


“Shut up your blubbering girl!” I opened my eyes to see his hand lift to strike me but before he could Mommy struck him in the back of his head. With what, I wasn’t sure. I was just relieved that he hadn’t hurt me. I fell down on the floor and he fell beside me. Quickly, I scampered away from him. Afraid he would grab me again.


“Are you okay, baby?”


“Yes.” I whimpered.


“I’m so sorry I let this go on for so long. He will never hurt you or me again.”


My eyes grew big as I saw her point a gun at my Daddy. I began to tremble at the thought of never seeing him again. I didn’t want him to die but he’s hurt us and he would keep doing it. “Mommy…”


She glanced over at me for a second. “No Sky. I know you’re too young to fully understand but your Daddy is not going to stop hurting us. I’ve tried to get him help but he won’t take it. I can’t live like this anymore.” Tears seeped from her eyes and her hand shook but I knew she was serious. How did we end up like this? I wondered.


BOOM!


I jumped at the loudness of the gunshot. She’d shot my Daddy in the head. I began to cry hysterically and ran over to him. “Daddy! Daddy, wake up!” I shook him as best as I could with my small hands but he never moved.


One, single gunshot changed my life forever.


I was only seven when my father was taken from me. I was too young to understand the consequences of what had just happened… what God had allowed to happen…


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Blade by Avery Flynn~Hot on Ice Anthology

Blade by Avery Flynn 

Bad girl Gillie Pike has gone straight, but someone with a lot of money wants to bring her out of retirement to steal the Cup and make sure it’s found in star goalie Flynn Kazakov’s possession. They call him Crazy-kov for a reason and nothing makes him more nuts than his best friend’s sexy little sister who swears she’s the only one who can keep him out of jail and on the ice.

 

Excerpt

 “Now,” Gillie said. “Why don’t we give these people a show they can talk about during the long, cold winter and then you can take me to your house so I can explain everything.”

 

Fuck. Flynn had forgotten the rest of the bar. He was the hometown boy made good, there was no way everyone wasn’t watching. That thought had half a second to register before the rest of her words shoved it aside. “What kind of show?”

 

She tugged her bottom lip between her teeth. “Kiss me.”
 

“I’m not kissing you.” No matter how much he wanted—and God did he want.

 

“Okay.” She shrugged. “If you insist.”

 

He had a heartbeat to try to unwind that verbal knot before she shifted so she stood in front of him and then she kissed him. His brain short circuited and all he could do was give in and feel. His hands dropped automatically to her full hips and he hooked his fingers into the belt loops of her jeans and yanked her hard against him. The feel of her mouth, her tongue twisting around his, and the rest of her pressed close from hips to chest, was almost too much. No. It wasn’t enough. There were too many clothes. Too many people watching. Too much time had passed without tasting her. Her hands were tangled in his hair then sliding down his chest, leaving a trail of fire before she pressed her palms firm against him and broke the kiss.

 Her chest heaved and her eyes were dilated. She let out a shaky breath, the kind that just made him harder because he didn’t want to hear her sigh, he needed to hear her scream.

Gillie blinked away the hunger in her eyes, replacing it with something more vacant and less real. She snuggled in close and let her hands glide down his shirt and dangerously close to his waistband. For anyone watching—and no doubt the whole fucking bar was—it was a show all right. They didn’t know it was all fake, but he sure did. Lies were the only truth to Gillie Pike. What he didn’t comprehend yet was why she was doing this.

 She looked up at him with those lying eyes of hers, then leaned in close and dropped her voice to as much of a whisper as the noisy bar allowed. “Now, let’s get out of here before you fuck this up, lose your career and end up behind bars.”
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New Release!!! Concealing Fire by Siera London

Synopsis:

Dallas Fire & Rescue firefighter, Kendall Raine goes out of her way to avoid male attention. She’s focused on salvaging her career, and the temporary assignment to Key West’s Historic District Firehouse is just the opportunity she’s been waiting for. Unfortunately for Kendall, her hot as sin teammate threatens her focus and stokes an internal fire she thought long extinguished.

Firefighter and former Marine, Cutler Stevens sees beyond Kendall’s disguise the moment he lays eyes on her. As a former Marine, his fighting days are behind him, but gut instinct tells him this woman could use a champion on her side. Cutler likes his life easy and his women uncomplicated, but attraction and curiosity spark a deep desire to uncover what Kendall is desperately trying to hide.

After mother nature forces them together, they surrender to the burning passion between them. Cutler knows one night with Kendall in his arms will never be enough, even if she won’t admit it.

Just when Kendall accepts Cutler as a permanent part of her life, they are both tested when her past follows her to the southernmost point of the United States. How far will Cutler go when he discovers what Kendall is prepared to do to preserve her newfound freedom? Will their decisions protect their newfound love or unveil a secret that will consume them both?

Siera London’s Fiery Fairy Tales series

Book 1: Chasing Flames (Nathan and Symphony)

Book 2: Concealing Fire (Cutler and Kendall)

Book 3: Commanding Heat (Trace and Victoria) coming May 2017

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Let’s Ride by Xyla Turner Coming Soon!


Xyla Turner has another banger coming out on May 31st! Be sure to get your copy!

Let’s Ride Blurb:

“Dying to talk to you, but too stubborn to start the conversation…”~ Unknown

After one night together and a misunderstanding almost four years ago leaves Shay and Bronx not wanting to have anything to do with each other or so they think! Once, Shay’s sex buddy wears out his welcome, and Bronx learns about the arrangement, all of the shit hits the fan.

A run-in with another MC, since Shay’s cousin’s trouble, found its way into Manor puts Bronx in a position to help the woman he has dreamt of having for the last four years. The attempt they make at exploring their unrequited attraction is challenged when the full truth is revealed, and old mistakes come back to haunt them.
Let’s Ride is a book filled with excitement including the return of Lori, which completely shocks the small town of Manor and Dessy taking on an unexpected member of the Guardians.

Let’s Ride Excerpt:
Bronx to the rescue!

Scene starts with Bronx on the phone with Razor.

“You hear anything about another club running through here?” I asked.

“Naw, where you at?”

“Cedar Street, near the townhouses.” I looked around. 

“Almost dead around here with only a few people on the streets, but five guys on Harley’s have cornered a guy.”
“On my way,” Razor growled.
I hopped out my cab and the closer I got, the louder I heard the voice I should not have.
“Move out of my fucking way, you big ass beast.” She said.
Oh, fuck no.
Fuck no!?!
“Problem,” one of the guys that was atop his bike asked me.

“Yeah,” I nodded.
All three guys turned to face me and one of them had Shay by the arm.
“Boys, this one here has a problem.” The bigger guy got off of his bike, looking like he consumed way too much beer over the years.
Assessing the guys surrounded Shay, one had to be a leader, the others would follow him. Two were husky like they were former football players and the other was short but bulky. They did not seem like the active types, so counting the odds, I would have to take them before Razor came.
One of them stepped forward, he had a braided beard, with beads on the end, and unkempt hair. This one was their leader.
“You are?” He asked.
“This is Guardian territory.” I did not answer him.
“Ahh, heard about you angels, walking around trying to keep the streets safe.” The rest of them laughed. “What business you have here?”
“This is my town, what business do you have here?” I asked.
“We’re just passing through. Came to collect some information.” He pointed to Shay who was surprisingly quiet. “And we’ll be on our way.”
I nodded my head and assessed my boots before I spit on the ground.
“Problem is, she’s mine.” I pointed to Shay.Her eyebrows rose, but I sent her a quick look of ‘shut the fuck up.’

“Oh, now the little lady didn’t say she belonged to no one. Now did she fellas?” The leader asked.
They all shook their heads and grunted various versions of their bullshit no’s.
“I see.” I stepped closer to the leader and growled, “But I’m telling you, she’s mine.”

Review of Reconstructing Jada Channing by Savannah J. Frierson

jadaAn Ames woman in love is a precarious place to be; however, Jada Channing falls in love with Aaron McKensie, a wealthy and gorgeous man she met at a recreation center where she volunteered during college. One night of passionate lovemaking results in a pregnancy, and her life takes a dramatic turn. She and Aaron plan to get married and raise their baby together, but his father interrupts their plan to be a family. Three years later, Jada and Aaron see each other again at a party in Atlanta and the sparks fly, but Jada has a secret. They have a son. A son that Aaron believed to have been aborted. Once she makes the decision to tell Aaron about their son, she fears he will take him away from her. He has another idea in mind, though. He wants to be a family.

I truly enjoyed this story. This was not your typical happily-ever-after read in which everything goes perfectly right. Jada and Aaron were in love with each other, but they also endured many obstacles such as stereotypes and racism. Jada also had trust issues with men because of the reputation of Ames women falling in love with unavailable men and being abandoned by them. For years, her grandmother had instilled this fear in her and, therefore, caused her not too fully trust men. I frowned upon this because Jada just could not enjoy a good thing.

I really liked her best friend, Shae, because she always encouraged Jada no matter what. I loved Aaron’s mom because she accepted Jada and her son. She didn’t look down on her or make her feel less than a woman. I truly despised Aaron’s father because he felt that money took care of everything and he thought Jada was a gold digger. He could not see that his actions were truly hurtful to not only Jada but also to his son.

Overall, I would definitely recommend this book to others because it was very moving and imparted powerful messages throughout.

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Tramaine Green

 

 

Xyla Turner’s Under Further Review book is live on Amazon!

  
Blurb:

Under Further Review is a contemporary, standalone, sports romance. 

Shane Sinclair, a professional football player who does not like, entertain or talk to reporters, even when he is mandated to appear for the press conferences. Shane has his reasons for his stance, which strengthens when a reporter blurts out that his father had passed, and he was not informed yet. The only reporter that gave their condolences was one of the lone female sports reporter, Diamond Reeves. Although, Shane kept his stance about the story-hungry reporters, Ms. Reeves wiggled her way through his defenses and Shane finds that he needs to maneuver past hers so that their odd friendship can go to the next level. Shane’s ex-fiancé does not take the break up easily and sets out to cause havoc for the new couple and herself. 

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Xyla Turner’s Upcoming Release “Under Further Review”

rw19Xyla Turner’s new novel, Under Further Review, will be making it’s debut on April 15, 2016. Take a look at what the book is about as well as the excerpt. Looks like a very interesting read to me!

Blurb:

Under Further Review is a contemporary, standalone, sports romance.
Shane Sinclair, a professional football player who does not like, entertain or talk to reporters, even when he is mandated to appear for the press conferences. Shane has his reasons for his stance, which strengthens when a reporter blurts out that his father had passed, and he was not informed yet. The only reporter that gave their condolences was one of the lone female sports reporter, Diamond Reeves. Although, Shane kept his stance about the story-hungry reporters, Ms. Reeves wiggled her way through his defenses and Shane finds that he needs to maneuver past hers so that their odd friendship can go to the next level. Shane’s ex-fiancé does not take the break up easily and sets out to cause havoc for the new couple and herself.

Excerpt:

The regular season had started and Shane was back to his normal routine. He looked good, felt good and was playing good all pre-season. The new running back, that was there to replace him, was able to get some play time as well, which did not hinder any of Shane’s statistics. He found that when he was rested up, he could exert more energy. The press room was buzzing and lately asking more “Shane” questions to Matthew. To the point when Matthew said to him, “I wish you would stop being Switzerland. Can you at least talk to them in Morse code?”

Shane erupted in laughter at Matt’s comments, but finally responded with, “Man, I just can’t do it. I thought about it long and hard, but I just can’t. They are like vultures.”

Matt looked at him and said, “I think you didn’t take heed to my warning early on and got burnt, yet never got over it.” He patted Shane on the chest and said, “Some things you got to let go.”

Matt and Shane did not really have the heart to heart conversations, but he respected the guy as a leader and veteran of the sport. He also understood what he meant, to the point where he actually thought about how to rectify his hate-hate relationship with the media.

After their first home game, Shane, Matt and Raymond, the new running back, were at the center table on stage. They all immediately started asking questions, so Matt, being the leader he was, calls on one reporter who had a question for Raymond. Shane spotted the lady reporter that rebuffed him at the bar, he bent over to Matt and said, “Call on the lady reporter in the red shirt.”

Matt looks at him and gives him a knowing smile. Shane shook his head and waved him off. When Raymond finished answering, Matt pointed to the lady and said, “You in the red.”

Her hand was raised, but not in a way that looked like she wanted to be called on. Shane briefly thought, maybe she was right about not being good at the job. When Matt called on her, she looked surprised and caught off guard. She quickly recovered and announced, “Hi, um. I’m Diamond Reeves from WUSA. My question is, what do you guys do for fun besides these awesome press conferences?”

People laughed and even Shane smiled at her wit. He made a note that he liked that. When the room died down, Raymond answered first with, “I sail. It relieves stress for me.”

Matt said, “I hang out with my wife and kids.”

Nobody seemed to think Shane would answer, so when he slid the mic from in front of Matthew, the whole room seemed to turn and face him. Cameras and extended microphones included. They never even gave him his own microphone anymore.

“In my spare time, I work with a few charities and work on my Spanish. But what’s your real question?” Shane asked her, as she stood with her mouth wide open along with the rest of the room.

He thought the question would be a general question for everyone, so he slid the microphone back in front of Matt.

Again, she recovered and said, “Well, Mr. Sinclair, since you asked. I know you and Austin Daniels from the Falcons are good friends, but after that move you put on him.” She shook her head. “You peeped the blitz and ran right past him. You, Matt, saw the opening, passed the ball to Shane for a touchdown, then y’all had the nerve to go for the two-point play and Raymond gets the touchdown. How the hell do you remain friends? I wouldn’t be your friend anymore. Showing me up like that.”

The entire room erupted in laughter at what Shane thought was her cuteness, keen expertise of the game or just her wittiness. Shane even laughed and moved the microphone back in front of him and answered. “That’s funny. Well, to answer your question. Despite this being called a game of football, it’s still a business. And these,” he gestured to his other teammates, “are my business partners, so even though we may not always align, agree and have to run each other over, at the end of the day. We know it’s our job to do so. That’s why we push each other on a daily basis. Austin is a longtime friend and he understands the job very well. So, while it’s a game to you guys, this is our business.”

Diamond smiled at Shane, then nodded her head in approval, agreement or just acknowledgment. Shane couldn’t tell, but he nodded back. No sooner than his head came back up, the other reporters started to fire more questions at Shane. To address all of their questions, he moved the microphone back in front of Matt.

He was done.

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A Season To Wed: Three Love Stories (A Year of Weddings novella)

a season to wed

They’ve helped orchestrate the perfect day for countless couples. Now twelve new couples will find themselves in the wedding spotlight in the second Year of Weddings novella collection.

Love at Mistletoe Inn by Cindy Kirk

Hope Prentiss discovers after ten years that what she thought was her almost-wedding to John Burke indeed actually counted. As fate would have it, John has come back in town for good. After spending time with John and helping plan a Christmas wedding for a mystery couple, Hope begins to wonder if she really wants a divorce…or a real wedding of her own.

A Brush with Love by Rachel Hauck

Revealing the beauty in other women might be Ginger Winters’s specialty–but it will take an unexpected kind of love to help Ginger see the beauty in herself.

Ginger Winters will be the “beauty-maker” for the Alabama society wedding of the decade. But when high-school crush Tom Wells shows up looking for a haircut, Ginger’s thinly veiled insecurities threaten to keep her from love once again…despite Tom’s best efforts.

Serving Up a Sweetheart by Cheryl Wyatt

Meadow knows how to serve delicious food to match any wedding theme. But can she accept love when it’s served on a silver platter?

Meadow Larson is having the mother of all Mondays when her roof caves in during a blizzard, right before the most important wedding contract of her career. Renovation contractor Colin McGrath offers to fix Meadow’s roof, even though he knows he is the last person she would accept help from.

But the more Meadow gets to know the new Colin, the more she realizes God may have something more permanent in store than a new catering kitchen.

My opinion of the book:

All three stories in A Season to Wed represented the willingness to forgive old mistakes and to open up your heart to the future and not to keep looking to the past. In Love at Mistletoe Inn, Hope’s deep rooted fear of not being financially stable (due to seeing her parent’s bicker over money) caused her to leave a man that truly loved her yet she could not see the error in her decision until John returned home. This story was very well written and touched on a very sensitive topic…money. I also loved how her aunt imparted her wisdom onto Hope and did a little matchmaking of her own.

In A Brush with Love, Ginger was use to making others look and feel beautiful, but never truly loved herself due to her scars from a fire she was in as a child. This story truly touched me because I could feel Ginger’s pain. She wanted love but felt that because she did not have the outside beauty that others had, she would never get what she wanted. I loved Tom’s persistence. He never gave up on Ginger and helped her to feel beautiful through God’s love. This story was a tear-jerker and I’m sure others can truly identify with not having self-love.

In Serving Up a Sweetheart, Meadow Larson has been scarred by her past in which her peers taunted her and pretended to be her friends only to back stab her. She has become bitter and Colin McGrath (the contractor that helps her repair her kitchen) was among the same peers that taunted her. When he comes back into her life just as crisis takes place with her kitchen, she is wary of him. She believes him to be the same person from her high school days. She soon learns that he is not the same person and has grown up. I really liked how her and Colin’s relationship developed into something more. Even though they had a few hurdles to get over, they both made the decision to forgive one another. I won’t give all the details but this one was a very good story as well and will have you sniffling just a little.

***I was provided a copy of this book from BookLook Bloggers in exchange for an honest review***

 

 

Married Til Monday: A Chapel Springs Romance by Denise Hunter

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Abby and Ryan McKinley have been divorced for three years. Since their split, they have not seen each other but a phone call from Abby’s mother changes everything. Ryan is invited to Abby’s parents’ anniversary party and incidentally finds out the Abby never told her parents they were divorced. In Ryan’s eyes, he believes that God has opened the door for him to get Abby back because he still loves her. When he shows up at her doorstep, he knows that this will not be easy and that he will have to put in a lot of work to breakdown the barriers around her heart.

This was my first read by Denise Hunter and I must say that she hit on a lot of topics and matters of the heart such as forgiveness, judging, verbal and physical abuse, and unconditional love. I loved that Ryan loved Abby regardless of the fact that she pushed his buttons and could be very skittish. I was also surprised that there were certain things that Abby and Ryan had not discussed before or during their marriage. You eventually find out why and it all makes sense somehow. I think the only thing that frustrated me was Abby’s reluctance to open up about her past and let Ryan in. I honestly thought Ryan was a great guy with some flaws and I loved that he wasn’t afraid to show his emotions. I also loved Gillian (her best friend). She was patient and loving and there for Abby. Denise Hunter brings together a heart warming tale of love reunited and reconnecting with God. I look forward to reading more of her work in the future.

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Forever and Always Pt. 2

Vanessa threw her pen down on her desk and sighed. She could not concentrate on her work. It hadn’t been hard getting back into her normal work routine as an accountant. Especially since she’d kept up with all the company news while she was out. However, that wasn’t the problem. Terrell had consumed her thoughts for the last two days. She hadn’t heard from him at all. And why would she? He’d pretty much left the ball in her court. She’d seen him at work a few times but he never came to her nor did she go to him. She sighed again and gave up on working. While packing her briefcase, she heard a knock at her door.

“Come in.” She called to whoever it was

“Miss Sinclair, I.. Oh, I’m sorry. You’re leaving.”

Vanessa looked up to see that Mrs. Retta, Terrell’s secretary, had come in with some papers for her. She smiled warmly at the older lady. “It’s quite alright. You can just leave it on my desk, Mrs. Retta. Just let Terrell know I will get to them tomorrow.” She started for the door when she heard Mrs. Retta speak.

“If you don’t mind, I would like to say something.”

Vanessa narrowed her eyes. “Oookay.”

Mrs. Retta took a deep breath and then released it. “It’s none of my business but Mr. Williams has missed you so much. For months, I’ve watched him wallow in self pity. Now I know you think he cheated but trust me when I say he didn’t. For the last year and a half, Theresa had been calling him at the office. I know because I answered her calls. She bought gifts and flowers and I sent them back to her per Mr. Williams’s request. He wanted nothing to do with her and when he told her that, she threatened to break you two up. And well, it looks like she succeeded. I just thought you should know,dear.”

She stood there and absorbed what Mrs. Retta had told her. A small part of her had known he hadn’t done anything but she had felt humiliated and thats what had made her flee to Hawaii. She should have stayed and worked it out but she could be such an ass sometimes and more than likely she wouldn’t have listened. She sighed and pushed her hair out of her face. “Thanks for telling me, Mrs. Retta.”

She patted her hand. “You’re welcome, dear. Have a good rest of the day.” With that she walked out and left her alone to think. She went over and plopped onto her love seat. How was she going to fix this? She wondered. Did she want to fix it? She didn’t have to think on it for too long. Yes, she wanted to. She still loved him just as much as she always had. And he still loved her despite the fact that she’d left without any explanation as to where she was going and was rude to him upon her return. She moaned as her head began to pound. Great. Now she had a headache. She laid her head back on the plush pillows and allowed herself to fall asleep.

Terrell locked up his office for the night. For what seemed like the millionth time today, he looked across the skywalk at Vanessa’s door. For the last couple of days, he’d wanted to go to her and beg her to stay with him. But he couldn’t do that. It had to be her choice. He looked away but then he looked again a second time, and realized her desk light was on. She was never here until after seven in the evening. He decided to go over there and make sure she wasn’t there. At least that’s what he told himself.

Once he reached her door, he knocked but she didn’t answer. He knocked again and still no answer. He turned the door knob and found it unlocked. Pushing open the door, he saw her curled up on her love seat. He smiled softly. She looked so cute. He couldn’t deny that he loved her, even if he wanted to. That’s just the kind of pull she had on him. The need to hold her was overwhelming. He couldn’t resist. He walked inside and let the door close behind him. He locked it and slowly walked over to where she was sleeping. Gently, he lifted her into his arms and then he sat in the love seat with her in his lap. He felt her squirm to get closer to him and he sucked in a sharp breath. He willed himself not to become aroused but it was hard not to when she was sitting on his penis. He decided it was better to concentrate on something else.

Looking down at her, he admired her beauty. It had been so long since he’d been this close to her. Her soft curly brown hair fell to her shoulders and her eyelashes fanned across her flawless face. Her full lips made his mouth water. Damn, he was becoming aroused again. He shifted his position again and this time she stirred. Her gray eyes met his brown eyes.

“Hi.” She whispered.

“Hey you.” He said softly

She stretched her arms and legs then settled back onto his lap. “So, are you going to tell me how I ended up in your lap?”

He slid a finger down her cheek. “I wanted to hold you while your claws were down.” He teased

She laughed. He’d always made her laugh. “Am I that bad?”

He shrugged. “Sometimes. Are you doing okay? Getting enough sleep?”

She chewed on her lip for a moment. “Not really. Sleep has not come easily the last few days. Too much on my mind, I suppose.”

He observed her for a moment. What could possibly be keeping her awake at night? He asked himself. “Anything serious?”

Might as well the truth, she gathered. She sighed. “I’ve been wondering if I made a mistake with you. It’s what’s been keeping me up.”

He skimmed his fingers down her cheek again. “And what did you decide?” He held his breath, hoping that she’d give their relationship another try.

She smiled and snuggled closer to him. “I think we should try again.”

He expelled the breath he’d been holding. “I honestly wasn’t sure if you would give me another chance.”

She looked into his eyes. “I can’t blame you for thinking that. I’m sorry about the way I acted, for leaving abruptly, and for not believing you. I’m a certifiable idiot.”

“Shh…Let’s just forget about it.” He lowered his head and kissed her full lips. He heard her groan and that sound heated the blood in his veins. He’d always loved kissing her. The passion between them had always been off the charts. He licked the seam of her lips and she opened for him and he deepened the kiss. His tongue glided over hers slowly and erotically. She returned the same erotic movement with her tongue and he was lost…lost in the feel of her mouth on his…of her clinging to him.

Vanessa moaned as he suckled her lower lip into his mouth. She needed to get closer to him…feel his skin on hers. Releasing a frustrated sound, she stood, turned, and unzipped her skirt. She gave him an eyeful of her plump derrière that he’d always loved. She removed her jacket and blouse and tossed them to the floor. Before she could walk back to him, she felt him behind her. His body heat consumed her. His hands slid down her taut stomach and stopped just above her sex, making her quiver uncontrollably. His other hand rested on her breast.

He kissed her hair. Nessa, will you marry me? The last time, I let you go without a fight, but this time I won’t. I love you. I need to know if you’re serious about us before we go any further.” He rasped in her ear. He needed her and he’d be damned if he let her just walk out of his life..again. No way.

She tilted her head to the side to look into his eyes. She knew he would never say something like this unless he was serious. She blew out a breath and tried to control her body’s quivering. “This is one helluva a way to propose.”

He grinned. “Would you prefer that I ask while I’m doing this?” Sliding his hand down inside her underwear, he gently parted her wet folds and slid one finger inside.

She moaned and closed her eyes. Spreading her legs wider, she moved against his finger.”That’s so not fair.” She panted. Damn, it had been too long since he’d made love to her.

He licked her earlobe and gently tugged. “Yes or no, baby?” He whispered then moved his finger deeper inside her.

Her breath caught in throat. “Terrell, please.” She begged. Normally, she didn’t beg but he was driving her crazy and she wanted him so much.

He hummed near her ear. “Please what?”

Damn him and his games. If he wanted her to say yes to his proposal then he didn’t have to go this far. But dammit, it felt so good. She whimpered shamelessly when he slid another finger inside her. She clamped her legs together to stop him from moving his fingers inside her but it just made him all the more persistent.

He nipped her shoulder with his teeth. “Stop fighting it. I love you and you love me. Share your world with me, Nessa.” He groaned when he felt her tense around his fingers. She was so close to having an orgasm.

Vanessa’s head fell back as he fingers continuously pumped inside her of her sex. She wanted to say yes to his proposal so what the hell was the problem? She didn’t get to think about it for long before her body began to spasm and her orgasm took over her thoughts. Oh, damn. She bit down on her lip to keep from screaming. God knows who else was still in the building. Once the spasms ceased, she slumped against him, unable to move.

He lifted her into his arms and then he gently stretched her out on the sofa. Pushing her hair out of her eyes, he kissed her eyelids, her nose, and then her soft mouth. “I will give you some time to think on it.” With tremendous effort, he stood and turned to leave her office. Maybe he had gone too far, asking her to marry him. Shit. He needed to stop thinking with his heart and start using his damn head.

Where the hell is he going?” Alarmed, she lifted up onto her elbows and called out to him. “So, my fiancé is just going to leave me here alone and half-naked?”

He whirled around to face her, his heart in his throat. “What did you say?”

She swallowed the lump in her throat as she saw the naked emotion in his eyes. “You heard me.” She breathed. Before she could blink, he had her in his arms and was smothering her face with kisses. She giggled and held onto him tightly.

He pulled back from their embrace and tweaked her nose. “You just couldn’t say yes right away, could you?”

She smiled wickedly. “Now where would the fun be in doing that?”

He chuckled.”Woman, you are so frustrating sometimes, I swear.”

She slid her hand down his chest and then lower to his erection. “But you still love me, right?”

He moaned as she caressed him. “Of course I do.”

She smiled knowingly. “That’s good to know. I love you too, Terrell.” She watched as his eyes rounded in surprise and then he gave her that devastating smile of his.

“I love hearing you say that. Now, come here so I can make love to you.”

She willingly went back into his embrace. She sighed as his lips skimmed her neck. Her heart was so full of happiness and joy. Lacing her fingers through his, she whispered “Forever and always, right? You and me?”

He met her gaze and kissed her lips. “Forever and always.” He whispered against her mouth. Then he lowered her to the sofa to make love to her. She would forever and always have his heart.

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