Lyric – Molly McAdams


A stand-alone romance novel in the Rebel series – a Redemption series spin-off


New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Molly McAdams delivers the first captivating, stand-alone novel in her REDEMPTION series spin-off—the REBEL series . . . 
I’m not the kind of girl you forget.  
I wish I was.  
I wish I was normal.  
That I could blend into a crowd. Have a future with the man I’ve loved my entire life… 
Maxon James understands me in a way others can’t. 
For as long as I can remember, he’s vowed that one day he would claim my wild, rebel heart. God knows I wanted him to try. I wanted the life he promised me in his lyrics. 
But his assurances couldn’t change the past, and the infamous mafia blood in my veins guarantees my heart can’t be claimed. 
Somewhere along the way, I slipped. I let myself believe we could have it all. Now a dark, menacing shadow hovers between us, mocking us for daring to hope for a normal future.  
And it’s come to collect on a blood oath.  
My name’s Elizabeth Borello—Libby for short. Don’t worry about forgetting it… He hasn’t. 













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Molly grew up in California but now lives in the oh-so-amazing state of Texas with her husband, daughter, and fur babies. When she’s not diving into the world of her characters, some of her hobbies include hiking, snowboarding, traveling, and long walks on the beach … which roughly translates to being a homebody with her hubby and dishing out movie quotes. She has a weakness for crude-humored movies and fried pickles, and loves curling up in a fluffy comforter during a thunderstorm … or under one in a bathtub if there are tornados. That way she can pretend they aren’t really happening.


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Follow me Back – A L Jackson

Follow Me Back 

The next seductive, unforgettable stand-alone romance in the FIGHT FOR ME series from NYT & USA Today Bestselling Author A.L. Jackson . . .

“This is why I read romance.” –Lauren Rowe, USA Today and Internationally bestselling author
My loves – I am so beyond thrilled to finally get to share Kale and Hope’s story with you in FOLLOW ME BACK! Writing this book was a labor of love, and after everything, I think it might be my favorite book I’ve ever written. It’s super sexy and swoony, sad and sweet, and just filled my heart up so full there is no chance I will ever forget the way these characters made me feel. I hope you fall in love with them the same way I did! 
xoxo – Amy 
The next seductive, unforgettable stand-alone romance in the FIGHT FOR ME series from NYT & USA Today Bestselling Author A.L. Jackson . . .
Kale Bryant. Arrogant. Gorgeous. Commanding.
This ER doctor is married to his job. His only vice is one-night stands and short-lived flings. He learned a long time ago loving someone isn’t worth the risk.
Harley Hope Masterson. Beautiful. Brave. Sweet.
The owner of a small coffee shop knows what it’s like to struggle. Embroiled in a bitter divorce, she’s threatened with losing everything.
When Kale accepts a new position down the street from Hope’s shop, he begins to question every wall he’s built around his heart.
He wants her in a way he hasn’t wanted anyone.
One touch is fire.
One kiss, and he’s spinning out of control.
But taking her won’t come without consequences.
Hope is in for the fight of her life. One neither of them saw coming.
Now Kale must decide if loving her is worth risking it all.
She will fight with everything she has.
But sometimes even hope needs a hero . . .

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A.L. Jackson is the New York Times & USA Today Bestselling author of contemporary romance. She writes emotional, sexy, heart-filled stories about boys who usually like to be a little bit bad. 

Her bestselling series include THE REGRET SERIES, CLOSER TO YOU, and BLEEDING STARS novels. Watch for A.L. Jackson’s upcoming novel, FOLLOW ME BACK, the second stand-alone novel in her brand-new FIGHT FOR ME SERIES.

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Angel – C A Bell




What lies behind the door to Chateau Rouge is all that Angel knows – sex, drugs, abuse, and treachery. But when Felix, an artist from England, enters into her tiny world, he opens her eyes to what life could really be, and now, Angel wants out. There’s just one problem. There’s no way on earth the owner, Grand Papa, will ever let her leave Chateau Rouge. She is his. His possession. His whore. His Angel.

Angel has a choice to make. Does she finally stand up to the man who has taken so much from her? Or does she give up true love through fear of what lies outside the walls of Chateau Rouge – freedom.



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What lies behind the door to Chateau Rouge is all that Angel knows – sex, drugs, abuse, and treachery. But…

Etching Our Way by Abigail Davies and Danielle Dickson


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Title➜ Etching Our Way
Series ➜ Broken Tracks Series Book #1
Authors➜ Abigail Davies & Danielle Dickson
Cover Designer➜ Emily Wittig Designs and Photography
Genre➜ Second Chance Romance
Release Date➜ June 13th
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It only comes once in a lifetime, that all consuming love—the kind that grips your heart and soul like a vice and never lets go.
When that love is threatened; you’d do anything to protect the only good thing in your life, even if that means surrendering and letting it go.
A lot can happen in ten years—heartbreak, devastation, loss.
But when a chance encounter throws two broken souls together again, will their pasts be too much to put behind them?
Or will they be able to put all of their fears aside for one last chance at love?


Abigail Davies grew up with a passion for words, storytelling, maths, and anything pink. Dreaming up characters—quite literally—and talking to them out loud is a daily occurrence for her. She finds it fascinating how a whole world can be built with words alone, and how everyone reads and interprets a story differently. Now following her dreams of writing, Abigail has found the passion that she always knew was there. When she’s not writing: she’s a mother to two daughters who she encourages to use their imagination as she believes that it’s a magical thing, or getting lost in a good book. If she’s doing neither of those things, you can be sure she’s surfing the web buying new makeup, clothes, or binge watching another show as she becomes one with her sofa.

Danielle Dickson has always dreamed about writing a book. With many stories to tell, she finally pulled her finger out one morning when one story screamed at her louder than the rest. When Danielle’s not writing, she can be found devouring the words of other people’s worlds, painting people’s faces with makeup, or feeding her unhealthy obsession of pink iced doughnuts—seriously, she’s obsessed. A self-confessed weirdo and horror movie fanatic, there’s never a dull moment in her clumsy, fun-filled life. She gets lost in the magic a book immerses you in and hopes to capture that magic for her readers.

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It’s in His Arms – Shelly Alexander

alexander-itsinhisarms-21918-cv-ft-v2It’s In His Arms (A Red River Valley Novel Book 4)

Lorenda Lawson has built a safe, sheltered life for her two young sons since their father was KIA several years ago. She has a beautiful cottage and a support network of family and friends. No one in Red River suspects that her marriage to Cam was ever less than perfect. Nobody, that is, except the gorgeous ex-SEAL who’s shown up after a long absence: Cam’s notorious twin brother, Mitchell.

Mitchell Lawson was a teenage rebel who fled Red River after the local watering hole burned down, choosing the military over jail. Now he has a new mission: making amends with the town and his sheriff father for his hell-raising days, while resisting the woman he’s always wanted. Between Lorenda’s warmth and sensuality and her boys’ mischievous matchmaking ploys, it won’t be easy.

When a string of fires breaks out, suspicious eyes turn toward Mitchell. Lorenda risks her reputation for his sake—but she’ll need to risk her heart, too, to bring this onetime bad boy home for good.


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It’s In His Heart (A Red River Valley Novel Book1 )

Ella Dennings is furious. Soaking wet, muddy, and furious. All she wants is to enjoy a quiet summer retreat in her Red River Valley cabin. Maybe she can finish healing after the death of her husband, Bradley. Maybe she can even finish writing that third book in her anonymously written bestselling series. But when she arrives at the cabin in a raging rainstorm, who does she find holed up there but Cooper Wells, Bradley’s sexy best friend—a man capable of seducing women within seconds—and a man Ella has never liked.

Coop’s got his own baggage. He’s engulfed in a nasty legal battle, and after selling his home to cover his legal fees, he’s got nowhere to go but the cabin. He and Ella will just have to coexist under one roof…but is their heated animosity boiling over into attraction? And when Ella’s racy new book rocks the sleepy town, will her secret identity spell scandal for both of them?


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It’s In His Touch (A Red River Valley Novel Book 2)

There’s nothing that Angelique Barbetta can’t handle, no illness she can’t recover from, not one item on her outrageous bucket list that she can’t conquer—not even alligator wrestling! But after discovering her fiancé in a less-than-professional position with their perky assistant, even tough-as-nails Angelique needs a break. Her law firm sends her to Red River to work on a case that should be a piece of cake. Until she meets her sexy neighbor Blake Holloway…one of the proprietors who will lose everything if Angelique wins.

On opposite sides of a hostile legal battle—with a pair of Angelique’s silk undies ending up in Blake’s hands—undeniable chemistry swirls between them. As Blake shows Angelique just what Red River has to offer, her heart begins to melt for the people whose businesses make up the soul of the town. Can she put aside her feelings to win the case? Or will he convince her there’s much more at stake than winning—like love?


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It’s In His Smile (A Red River Valley Novel Book 3)

Miranda Cruz isn’t just the best darned waitress in town anymore; she’s Red River’s newest innkeeper. But first, she has to find the contractor who’s disappeared with her life savings so she can start renovations. Not so easy for a woman who never depends on anyone, especially a man. And when a gorgeous old flame shows up, the fire between them is reignited and threatens to send her dreams up in smoke.

Acclaimed environmental architect Talmadge Oaks returns home to Red River on family business. He plans to get in and get out quickly because a professional catastrophe is waiting back in Washington. When an unforeseen snag keeps him in Red River longer than expected, he finds himself entangled in the renovations of his late grandmother’s Victorian inn. Handy with a hammer, he offers to help the beautiful new owner, but his motives aren’t completely selfless. Will his secret demolish everything they are building? Or can their undeniable passion keep them together?


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It’s In His Arms (A Red River Valley Novel Book 4)

Lorenda Lawson has built a safe, sheltered life for her two young sons since their father was KIA several years ago. She has a beautiful cottage and a support network of family and friends. No one in Red River suspects that her marriage to Cam was ever less than perfect. Nobody, that is, except the gorgeous ex-SEAL who’s shown up after a long absence: Cam’s notorious twin brother, Mitchell.

Mitchell Lawson was a teenage rebel who fled Red River after the local watering hole burned down, choosing the military over jail. Now he has a new mission: making amends with the town and his sheriff father for his hell-raising days, while resisting the woman he’s always wanted. Between Lorenda’s warmth and sensuality and her boys’ mischievous matchmaking ploys, it won’t be easy.

When a string of fires breaks out, suspicious eyes turn toward Mitchell. Lorenda risks her reputation for his sake—but she’ll need to risk her heart, too, to bring this onetime bad boy home for good.


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ForePlay (A Checkmate Inc. Novel Book 1)

 “She wants to play. Game on.” —Leo Foxx

Giving a woman what she wants is my business. I’ve built a career on it. I mean, is there anything more beautiful than seeing a woman get exactly what she wants, exactly the way she wants it, with exactly the man she wants it from? Nothing I’ve ever seen comes close.

There’s just one little catch. Sometimes women go looking in the wrong places. Sometimes they need a little help figuring out what they want in a man. That’s where I come in. I’ve spent years studying what women want. I mean what they really want.

Sounds like a great job for a guy, right? A dream career. Especially since it’s become so much more. It’s a multimillion-dollar corporation called Checkmate Inc., and I’m the CEO. One of the youngest on record. Except a few feminist groups have gotten the wrong impression and are starting to make noise. Something about how Checkmate helps give guys an unfair advantage over women. And the one woman who can help me can also sink my company to the bottom of the Hudson—and drag me along with it.

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Shelly Alexander is the author of contemporary romances that are sometimes sweet,419f1633 sometimes sizzling, and always sassy. A 2014 Golden Heart® finalist, she grew up traveling the world, earned a bachelor’s degree in marketing, and worked in the business world for twenty-five years. With four older brothers, she watched every Star Trek episode ever made, joined the softball team instead of ballet class, and played with G.I. Joes while the Barbie Corvette stayed tucked in the closet. When she had three sons of her own, she decided to escape her male-dominated world by reading romance novels and has been hooked ever since. Now, she spends her days writing steamy contemporary romances while tending to a miniature schnauzer named Omer, a tiny toy poodle named Mozart, and a pet boa named Zeus.

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Lost Girl – Chanda Hahn

TITLE: Lost Girl
AUTHOR: Chanda Hahn
GENRE: Young Adult Fantasy
RELEASE DATE: December 13, 2016
The first book in Chanda Hahn’s new YA Fantasy series…
The Neverwood Chronicles

Wendy doesn’t remember anything about Neverland—or the experiments done on her there as a child. Seven years later, all she wants is a normal life, but shape-shifting shadows plague her dreams and turn her life into a waking nightmare. When the shadows attack at a football game and a boy disappears right in front of her, she realizes these wraith-like shadows are real. They’re not just haunting—they’re hunting.

A mysterious boy named Peter, his foul-mouthed sidekick, and a band of misfit boys intervene before Wendy faces a similar fate. But can they trust Wendy enough to take her to Neverwood Academy and reveal all of their hidden secrets when she’s hiding a secret of her own, or will the dreaded Red Skulls find her and drag her back to Neverland?

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Now infamous for his exploits, Jack Myst is a master thief. 
As a member of the Thieves Guild he has fought assassins, reavers, and even a devil—but now he faces his greatest challenge yet, the rank of guildmaster. Ascending to the office after defeating Skorn at Margauth, he launches a daring plan, one to steal what cannot be stolen.
A god.
But Skorn has retrieved the fragments of an ancient artifact, and has begun construction on the Necrolith, the beacon of ending. He issues a king’s bounty on Jack’s head, turning governments and guilds against him. Hounded by soldiers and hunted by assassins, it will require all of Jack’s skill to triumph over Skorn.
He couldn’t be more excited.

Chanda Hahn is a New York Times & USA Today Bestselling author of the Unfortunate Fairy Tale Series. She uses her experience as a children’s pastor, children’s librarian and bookseller to write compelling and popular fiction for teens. She was born in Seattle, WA, grew up in Nebraska and currently resides in Portland, Oregon with her husband and their twin children.


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1:05 am – C M Moore

Book: 1.05 am
Author: C. M. Moore
Genre: Dystopian Military Romance
Yearning for a normal life, assassin Karmen-Marie has had enough. Enough of surviving contracted hits, and enough of the post-apocalyptic world. Forced to take one last job, Karma sets out across the frozen landscape of Earth. 
Rea MacBain’s job is to ensure the safety of Earth’s precious few water purification plants. He believes his abusive past must stay buried under the snow that encases his domain. 
A single bullet will send Karma and Rea in a direction they’d never expected. Ice cold assassin’s blood drives the woman sent to kill him, yet it ignites the fire which thaws Rea’s heart.
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C.M. Moore is a retired soldier, and a romantic at heart. After being blown up in Afghanistan and receiving a purple heart; he began writing. Connor’s first book 1:05 am is a mixture of love, sex, and action. Today if you are looking for Connor, you can find him volunteering with veteran organizations, and harassing his military buddies. You can also find him attempting to “hunt” in the woods and ponds of Minnesota. In the event you find him in the woods, don’t be scared, he can’t hit anything.

Savage – Robyn Wideman


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When the attacks started, Prince Astar hired an investigator to solve the crimes. When the third investigator went missing he knew he had to try something different. He decided to hire Kyra, a smart and sassy woman, who also happens to be a thief.
Kyra wants the job, it pays well and is far more interesting than sneaking around and copying people’s signatures. But she has no intention of being the fourth dead investigator, so she needs protection.


Kyra turns to the one man even mercenaries fear: Bazur, a solitary mercenary half-orc, infamous for his barroom brawls.
Together they might solve the problem of the mysterious attacks on the prince’s associates, but only if they can ignore the building chemistry between them and survive the attacks on their lives!

( For readers of the Stoneblood and Dragonblood Sagas: This story contains adult situations and violence and is not intended for younger readers.)



Picture This – T M Cromer


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Chapter 1

Hope Fiore reached over and snagged a fry from her brother’s plate.

“Dammit, Hope! I offered to buy. Order your own,” Val groused. He had a phobia about anyone touching his food. Which, of course, compelled her to steal another one. His frustrated sigh made her laugh. “Here. It’s all yours.”

She accepted the plate he shoved her way. “You’re so easy.”

“Whatever. Next time I’m ordering two plates.”

As she squirted the ketchup in a swirly pattern, she caught him checking his watch for the third time in fifteen minutes. “Got a hot date?”


He flushed when he said it, so she didn’t believe him. “Who is she?”

“Leave it alone.”


“Ah what?”

“You only get moody over one woman. Ashley Reynolds. She coming back to town?” His furious glare didn’t deter her. She grinned around another mouthful of fries. “I take it by your pissed off face that she is. And soon, unless I miss my guess. Poor Val.”

It didn’t take him long to realize she wasn’t as surprised by the news as she should have been. She saw the moment it registered. “You knew!”

The accusation in his dark coffee eyes bothered her. Yes, she knew, but Hope needed Ashley for photo and commercial shoots scheduled at their family’s vineyard, starting this Friday.

“Dammit, Hope!” he swore for the second time in as many minutes. “How could you not tell me?”

“Because you would have taken off, and I need you here.” Her voice held only a hint of apology. The truth was that Fiore family members were expected to step up to the plate where their family’s business was concerned, and Valentino Fiore was no exception. It didn’t matter that the woman in question had crushed his heart. Hope gulped down a third of her beer before saying. “Mama wanted her for the new catalog shoot.”

“What’s that got to do with me?”

“She wants you to partner her in the pictures and in all the commercials spots we’re filming.”

“Fuck. No. There’s no way in hell I’m going to get within ten feet of that succubus.”

Hope shot a nervous glance around the Spigot bar. A few of the locals were expressing too much interest in their conversation. “Butt out,” she mouthed. She’d never been afraid to give people a piece of her mind.


“No, Hope. I’m not doing it. I’m waiting for Bella to pick me up. We’re heading to San Francisco for a long weekend.” He pointed a finger in her direction to emphasize the point. “This is my first vacation in two years. I’m going.”

“Actually, you’re not. Bella isn’t coming.” Hope popped another fry in her mouth and refused to meet his furious gaze. “While you were in the bathroom, I sent her a text from your phone, telling her you were canceling.”

His large palm slapped the table top, making their dishes dance. “Do you know how long it took me to get Bella to go out with me? Do you?” His voice rose, and the surrounding silence was deafening. Too many nosy-ass people in this town. “I had to convince her I was over Ashley. A thought that you put in her head when you told her I wasn’t. This was supposed to be the weekend. The weekend, Hope.”

“Bella’s not for you, Val. Give it up. I don’t want the two of you to hook up because then I would lose my best friend when you broke her heart. As it is, she isn’t happy I hired Ashley and asked her to come back.”

“Who the hell says I would’ve broken her heart? Can I not even explore other options in this God forsaken town?”

“Keep your voice down. You’re drawing a crowd,” she warned.

“Like I could give a sh—”

“Hello, Val.”

There she hovered, a foot behind Val, the woman who’d destroyed her brother’s spirit six years before. Ashley appeared fresh and beautiful, as always. Hope noted her brother had frozen, mid-action, beer arrested halfway to his mouth. Anguish flashed before he carefully blanked his expression. To this day, Hope still hadn’t discovered the circumstances surrounding what went down between the two of them. One moment they were in each other’s pockets, completely inseparable, and the next, Ashley was gone, leaving her brother a cold, bitter man.

That her brother let Hope clasp his hand and squeezed hers in return said a lot about the state of his emotions. She would have come up with something to fill the awkward gap, but a dream of a man strolled up to place his hand on Ashley’s shoulder.

The air rushed from Hope’s lungs, and she floundered like a fish out of water. Definitely a new sensation for her. She’d never been out of control a second in her life. Breathing became difficult, and a warmth flooded her body. What in the world was going on? How does one man have that effect? The poet within woke from her lifelong nap to start writing a lame tribute to his beauty. Being that she really was no poet, all that came to mind was “wow, I want to lick him all over.”

Apparently it didn’t stop at her mind but came out of her mouth – if the gasps and shouts of laughter directed at her were any indication. She thought she might pass out from the blood rush. Hope couldn’t remember ever being so embarrassed in her life. In fact, before that moment, she would have swore it was impossible to embarrass herself. Now, she knew differently.

Since it was too much to hope for that the earth would open and swallow her whole, she tried to muddle through. Blasé. That was it. She needed to come up with something to show she was cool and only joking. However, because she was locked onto his chiseled features, no chance of breaking free of his invisible hold, that possibility was slim to none.

When he grinned, she near fainted. The black dots on the edge of her vision were closing in fast. Had it not been for Val’s tightening on her hand, she would have been a goner. She jerked back, upending her beer. The icy drink soaking through her jeans snapped her out of her hypnotic state.

“Oh for fuck’s sake!” Not quick enough to stop the deluge of liquid, she threw her arms up in frustration. Her brother’s snort of laughter angered her. “Et tu, Brute?”

“Sorry, sis. I’ve never seen…” Val gestured up and down. “Good to know you’re as human as the rest of us.”

“Bite me,” she snarled, taking the proffered towels from someone to her left. She lifted her head to offer a thank you. There, in place of who she’d assumed was the waitress, was him. Her throat closed around the words, only allowing a strangled cry to escape.

In fairness, the man made a valiant effort to hide his amusement. She sat, transfixed by his twitching lips and the flash of white teeth she glimpsed beyond. He opened his mouth to speak, but from the corner of her eye she noticed Nora Kincaid, town gossip, with her smart phone aimed in her direction, ready for action.

“Oh, hell no! What is she even doing here?” Her words startled him and caused him to take an involuntary step back. “Excuse me, I have to go beat an old woman to death.”

He had the nerve to catch her arm, halting her progress in chasing after that damned busybody. He leaned in to murmur, “How are you going to lick me all over if you’re stuck behind bars?”

Hormones and emotions all over the place, Hope socked him in the gut and stormed out the door. Let her brother clean up her mess for a change. She was going home to shower off the beer stench and hide in bed for the next century, or two.

Royce Anderson bent double, trying to catch his breath. Damn, the woman could pack a punch. Yet, he couldn’t be mad. Basically he’d asked for it. To tease a female in a heightened state of anger was foolish. He straightened and grinned. Her words had snapped him out of the trance he’d been sucked into upon seeing her face. He’d been so caught by those sparkling chocolate eyes of hers that he’d been struck dumb. Luckily, she’d been the one to garner all the attention with her comment. They’d been on the same wavelength though, because his brain leapt right to needing to taste her.

He moved to watch her stalk away. A car honked when she crossed in front. Her middle finger answered the aggressive driver. Royce found himself grinning again. A quick visual check on Ashley showed her to be absorbed in everything Val Fiore. With a shrug, Royce took off after the firebrand who’d captured his interest.

Catching up and keeping pace was easier said than done. Her long legs ate up the sidewalk. Damn, the woman had a sexy stride. He became so lost in the motion of her ass swinging side to side that he’d forgotten to pay attention to where he was going.

“Look out!”

It all went down in slow motion. His dream girl slowly spun back in his direction, her eyes widened in horror, and he had exactly one second to question why before the sound of tires attempting to stop registered. Rough hands jerked him back, and the momentum sent him crashing into the brick exterior wall of the closest business. The arm he raised to protect himself let out a sickening snap.

He sank down to the pavement, back against the wall, and cradled his wrist.    A whole host of swear words poured out of his mouth causing gasps from the more conservative onlookers.

“Kiss your mama with that mouth?”

And there she was, squatting down in front of him, palms resting lightly on his knees. He didn’t want to go so far as to claim love at first sight, but he wasn’t going to rule it out either. “No, but I want to kiss you with it.”

“I see I’m not the only one prone to blurting inappropriate comments at inappropriate moments,” she teased and ran gentle fingers along his forearm and wrist, probing the bones there. His hiss had her looking grim. “I’m no expert, but I think you might have broken something. Come on, lover boy, I’ll take you to the ER for an X-ray.”

“What about your pants?” Stupid to be concerned with her wet clothing when the pain was finally registering. He suspected when the nurse asked him his discomfort level, he’d be pointing to the crying face on the chart.

“My brother is on duty. I’ll steal a pair of his scrubs,” she said, using his good arm to pull him to his feet and steady him.

“Do I get to watch you change?”

“Only if you’re a good boy and do exactly what the doctor says,” she quipped. “Now stop being pervy. Care to explain to me why you were following me, and why you felt the need to step out in front of a speeding car?”

“Oh crap!” Royce spun around, looking for the good samaritan who’d saved him. “I didn’t thank…”

“I recognized your savior. We can host a party in his honor later, if you’re so inclined.”

“Sarcasm isn’t necessary.”

“No? Hmm.”

She put up a tough front, but Royce was of the mind to believe she was a marshmallow on the inside. He had to admit, if only to himself, he adored a ball-busting female. The edgy exchange, the challenging looks – it was as good as foreplay.

Although, at this precise point in time, sex was the last thing on his mind. Added to the sharp pain, a throbbing had started. Sweat beaded his upper lip. He prayed he wouldn’t pass out in front of her. He’d never been great with pain management.

“What’s your name?” Her question surprised him. Because it seemed like he’d known her forever, as if the span of ten minutes actual time had really been a lifetime, he stopped short. His puzzled frown appeared to cause her concern. Before he could clarify he hadn’t forgotten his name, she asked, “Did you hit your head?”

Tension coated her words, and she plunged her hands into his hair searching for a bump or wound. He could have stopped her, but why? Her soft touch felt too good, and her lips were mere inches from his own. Gunmetal gray eyes met rich mocha. Time stopped. Breathing became labored for them both. As one they surged toward one another. Her body came in contact with his… and he promptly fainted.