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happens when something you weren’t looking for comes along, and it’s more than
you ever could have imagined? Making you do things you never thought you were
capable of…changing you?
Dance with me.
simple words, demanding, challenging…tempting.
into my life, flipping it upside down, causing me to turn into someone I didn’t
recognize. Secrets blurring lines between fantasy and reality.
eyes, clearing my thoughts, I push the demons down, ignoring the temptation
that screams for me to run toward it instead of fighting against it. Those
inner demons, creating a battlefield, dividing the heart.
always like this. There was a time when I was searching for something more.
Anything that would give me a reason to care. Someone to tell me they wanted
I thought I
had it but was too afraid of losing everything. Of losing the comfort of his security.
But, those three little words were all it took for
me to freefall over that line. Risking it all.
me.” His gravelly voice tempts me over the pulsating beat bumping through the
No he didn’t? I swing around ready to give this guy my best
“back the fuck up” glare… only it doesn’t come. Steely blue eyes meet mine,
throwing me off balance.
hand reaches for my elbow, steadying me.
I nod back to Aubrey, who looks like she doesn’t have a care in the world, but
I know different. This is her first weekend without her daughter, Reece, since
she and her ex-husband got a divorce.
can, and you will.” His hand slides from my elbow to my hand, his grip firm and
about this moment is more than just an invitation to dance.
The way his
eyes land on mine. The way he tugs me across the dance floor and into a dark
yanks my hand, causing my body to collide with his.
slips out before I have a chance to stop it.
He smirks before he pulls me in tighter, and I can feel every single ridge of
muscle hidden behind his suit and tie. “Just feel it. Feel us.” He begins to
rock back and forth. Too slow for the music, but it’s a rhythm that promises
arms over his shoulders, I let go.
tangle. Eyes singing the forbidden lyrics, song after song. My mouth dying to
taste the unspoken words.
hand, he tucks my hair behind my ear, before leaning in, whispering, “I’m going
to kiss you now.” His words are a warning, not a question.
giving him the permission he doesn’t need.
eyes pin me in place as he lowers his mouth so close I can taste the scotch on
his breath. Hovering. Teasing.
He is a
predator and I’m his prey. I have nowhere to go, nothing to do but wait for his
attack. My mouth waters; my body waits to be devoured.
first…” His eyes leave mine, scanning the crowd before he spins me around and
slams my back against the metal wall. My back arches away from the cold and
settles into the warmth of his arms as his mouth comes crashing down on mine.
hails from the Midwest. A sassy, coffee drinking, sometimes sailor swearing
(Shhh… don’t tell.), wine sipping, Spotify addict, lover of all things books!
pushing women down the stairs in the fictional world, Cary has her hands full.
She is blessed to be the sports mom of two wild and crazy, spoiled kiddos, and
wife to the most supportive husband (took a few years to train). In addition to
working full time, she bakes cookies on the side to fund her newly found love
of writing and to keep her Sephora VIB Rouge status. The addiction is real,
or not, writing was never a dream for Cary. Reading was something she never enjoyed
growing up. All it took was one friend, who went MIA for a weekend on a book
binge, to share her passion and loan an ebook, lighting a fire inside her. Two years, and hundreds of ebooks later, she
connected with one of her favorite authors, who patiently listened to her plot
ideas. Her encouragement and saying those three little words “You write it!”