Blurb Nikki didn’t want to be at the stupid Devil’s Beasts MC clubhouse. Growing up with a mother who had a revolving door of men or clients, she wasn’t into the party mood. However, she was not going to let her best friend down. She was there in case her friend needed a ride. That was the day she met him.
Hawk loved women. He enjoyed many a variety and was not the settling down type. When a young brunette walked into his domain, he knew he should have steered clear. He couldn’t get her out of his head. She was not like any other woman.
Nikki didn’t try to flirt with him, or gain his attention. She treated him like a man, or at times, like a pain in the ass. It was refreshing. An odd kind of friendship was born.
Hawk wanted to be there for her. He wanted to turn her bad luck around.
For Nikki, she was falling for him, although she had promised to never fall for any man. One kiss led into another, and one moment she was a virgin, the next, she wasn’t. A secret affair began. There were rules. She was not allowed to go near the club. No one was to know they were together. It was their little secret.
But then the letters started. Someone was out to hurt Nikki. Was it a joke? Was it serious? Was it a mistake?
Then the truth comes out. She didn’t earn her place, Hawk manipulated everything. He was embarrassed by her. Will Hawk be able to figure out who is threatening his woman before it’s too late? Will he be able to earn back her forgiveness?
Blurb Leah Masters knew she probably should be dead. When she put Cain Knox’s son in the hospital, her days were numbered. Instead, Cain gave her a choice, she either dies or comes to work for him. There was a catch though, he gets to control every aspect of her life. She’d rather live than die, so she reluctantly agreed.
Cain had no intention of killing the fiery blonde that put his son in his place. His kid had been giving him a headache for some time, as the boy didn’t like the word no. He tried to attack Leah and suffered the consequences.
She tried to ignore the older man. Cain was a force to be reckoned with. He didn’t take any crap from anyone, and she respected him for it. Soon business turns into pleasure. Leah never expected him to freak out when discovering she was a virgin, but Cain told her he was certainly going to be her last.
But things are complicated because Cain still had a son, and that son hated her for what she had done. He is going to have to make a choice—the love of his life, or his only son. Who will he choose?
Lisa was never going to forgive him. After falling in love with an Alpha, giving herself to him, and seeing a future with him, Lisa had her heart crushed. He was only using her. She was not a wolf, so she wasn’t good enough to be his mate. Breaking up with him, was the only thing to do.
Shadow wasn’t ready to end things with her. From the moment he first saw the human, he knew he wanted her. What he didn’t expect was to fall hard and fast. But she’s no wolf. She can never be his mate. Then why can’t be bear the thought of losing her?
His mate was supposed to be another wolf. But Lisa did something to him, and now he cannot stop thinking about her. He has to do something to win her back, to gain back her trust. When he finds out she is pregnant with his child, he knows this is the only chance he is going to get to make things right.
Lisa never intends to forgive Shadow. Being around him, day after day, it gets harder to keep him at arm’s length. And the truth is, does she really want to? What harm is there in forgiving?
Excerpt:
He didn’t want to do that. For the past month, he’d been trying to figure out ways of getting Lisa to forgive him. The flowers were a good idea, but according to Pam, the chocolates had ended up at the coffee shop for other people to enjoy. She’d not even charged anyone for the pleasure. All the other material gifts—the jewelry, books, furniture—had been returned.
Shadow didn’t know what to do. He’d even been tempted to pay Beau Alpha a visit to ask him what he did, but he knew the outcome of that union. Beau was now mated to the human, the very first in No Wolves Road.
“Maybe you could be happy for her,” Pam said.
“Happy for her?”
“Yeah, she might meet the man of her dreams tonight. Wouldn’t that be something?”
Shadow growled. He couldn’t handle the thought of her being near any other man. The very thought of it was inconceivable to him. There was no way that could happen. No fucking way at all.
“No!”
Pam stared at him. “Are you serious? Do you expect an amazing woman like Lisa Bennett to not find a man of her own? What about when you find a mate or settle down? Will it be acceptable to you then?”
Shadow glared at her.
“Wow, you know what, I didn’t peg you as a selfish bastard, but you are really getting there right now.”
“I am not a selfish bastard,” he said.
“Yeah, you are. What is worse, you don’t even see it. You don’t want to take Lisa for forever, but you don’t want her to be with anyone else. You’re a selfish bastard, and maybe one day you will even begin to see the error of what you’re doing right now.” Pam shook her head. “I’m going to get Lisa, and I’m going to make sure she has a good time.”
There was nothing for Shadow to do or say. He could only watch as Pam left. Putting his hands on his waist, he tapped his foot. It wasn’t any of his business, he knew that. He should just let Lisa go. That would be the right thing to do, but even his wolf wasn’t happy. Neither of them wanted to think of Lisa with another man. Just the very thought of it had him growling low and deep within his throat. His hands clenched, and he felt the skin begin to split as the transition threatened to take control.
He was a grown man. He’d not been at the mercy of his wolf or his emotions in a very long time. At the start of his training to be Alpha, his father had made sure he was in constant control.
Taking some deep breaths, he tried to bring himself back under control, and that felt nearly impossible. But he did so. He was not going to lose control.
Pam was going to take Lisa and her friend out to enjoy a fun night dancing. There was nothing he could do about it. There was also nothing Pam could do to stop him from being there, so he took off, heading toward No Wolves Road Bar.
At the edge of the parking lot, he stopped and looked over toward the bar. The scent of humans and wolves was strong. It was a Friday night, so a lot of people were looking for a partner to spend the weekend with.
Lisa was in there.
Men were in there.
He couldn’t allow anyone to touch his Lisa.
Shadow paused after taking one step toward the bar. What he was doing was selfish, but this was for Lisa’s sake. If she wanted to find a man to cherish her, it wasn’t going to be inside a bar. Nothing good ever came from dating someone in a bar. She deserved to find a man who had similar tastes to herself. Lisa was not a partying woman.
He took one step in front of the other and made his way inside the bar. It didn’t matter how many people were there, he still picked up Lisa’s scent, and he looked in her general direction.
Pam, Lisa, and Adele were at the bar, all three of them in revealing dresses. He didn’t give a shit what Pam and Adele were wearing.
Lisa wore a black dress that plunged at the front, revealing the top part of her breasts. She had worn that dress once before, for him and him alone. He’d been the one to remove it from her body, using his teeth. She’d been begging and moaning, and the scent of her pussy had been heavy in the air. The memory was one of his favorites.
Lisa hadn’t been shy when it came to sex. Although she’d been a virgin, she had trusted him. That first time had been painful for her. The first thrust, that is. The moment he felt her virginity give way to his cock, the temptation to just take her hard and fast had been so strong. Even now, Shadow didn’t know how he’d been able to stop himself.
He’d held himself balls-deep inside her and waited until she was ready. Only then had he made love to her. He hadn’t even fucked her but took all night to make up for the brief pain he caused her. He had forgotten until this very moment that he’d hated hurting her and had never wanted to do it again. That night, holding her while she slept in his arms, he had vowed he would never hurt her again.
I fucked that one up.
With Lisa, he messed everything up and had no idea how to make it better.
I just wanted to let you all know that there will be a few posts filling your inbox over the next few days. The first one is today with this one, then there will be my release post for Storm’s Mistake, followed by my annual birthday giveaway next Tuesday. 🙂
Oh wow, I cannot believe we’re at this moment. 2024 is coming to a close, and I just want to take a moment to thank you for the amazing love and support you have given me this year. It has been a crazy year, and there were so many books I wanted to write, that I did not get chance to do. However, I will not dwell on what I didn’t do, but I am so thrilled and excited about what I was able to write / create.
Thank you all for such an amazing and exciting year of releases. It really does mean the world to me that you took a chance on my books, and have enjoyed them. Even after all this time, it is still so surreal to me.
You guys are the best. There have been moments where I have considered quitting, but I will then receive a comment, message, or some form of communication, that truly blows my mind with how much my stories have been enjoyed. You guys make this worth it. Thank you.
Love to you all,
Sam
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She doesn’t remember the wedding. In fact, she doesn’t remember much besides the fact her family tried to get rid of her when she was sick. Now that she has recovered, she’s come to learn two things: all of her family is dead, and she was is married to one of the most feared men in the world.
Carver Turner relished his reputation for being The Beast. He doesn’t care about the fear he instilled into others. He kills without mercy. It’s what he’s been trained to do, and nothing could sway him from doing his job.
Until his wife comes into his life. She’s different. Morgan is sweet, pure, kind, and she doesn’t look away from him in disgust.
Morgan doesn’t know much about her husband, but she has come to see that while he is a beast to everyone else, to her, he is an angel. The sweetest husband a woman could ask for. And then, the danger comes…
Carver challenged the boss when he killed Morgan’s family. He did it for her, because of what they’d done to her. Now, he has to make a choice, either give up his life, or finally kill his longtime enemy. He has never run away from a fight, and he’s not going to start now.
Excerpt:
“I’ve never drank before,” she said. “I don’t think I will like it.”
“Why? Because your family said you wouldn’t?” he asked.
“I don’t know.”
He held out his glass. “It’s whiskey, and I will warn you, that sucker is strong, with a capital S.”
She stepped toward him and reached for the glass. Morgan wore a very cute pair of pajama shorts along with a matching top, with flowers on it.
She took a sip and swallowed, and he watched as her eyes watered seconds before the cough erupted. He was sure to take the glass from her hand, as he didn’t want any of his good whiskey going to waste.
“Oh, wow,” she said.
“I might like to add that whiskey is not for everyone,” he said.
“No kidding, wow, that is like fire. How can you enjoy it?”
He shrugged, took a long sip, and then breathed a sigh of contentment. “You’ve got to know when to enjoy it.”
“Where’s my wedding ring?” she asked.
Now, this surprised him.
“I mean, we are married, right? I am your wife?”
“Yes.”
“But I don’t have a ring, and I didn’t know if there was a reason for that.”
He pulled at the chain around his neck and slid it off. Releasing the clasp, he pulled off the engagement ring, as well as the wedding band.
“Give me your hand,” he said.
She held out her left hand and he slid the engagement ring on, followed by the wedding band.
“I decided against using the one your parents wanted me to use.” He had his own rings he’d wanted to give her.
“They’re beautiful,” Morgan said.
The engagement band was rose gold with small diamonds around the ring. The main wedding ring is a single, large diamond with a slender band. It fit well on her finger, exactly how he knew it would.
“There. All you had to do was ask for them back,” he said. “You did wear them on that night, but I removed them when you passed out. Also, I had a feeling your parents were going to try to steal them from you, and I wasn’t going to have that.”
She rolled her eyes. “That is all they ever try to do.”
“Tried,” he said. “Past tense.”
“Oh, right.”
She dropped her hand down and looked at him. There went her lips, pressed together, and he watched her. Her long, blonde hair was tucked behind her ear, and she looked so beautiful. So pure. She was still a virgin.
“Can I kiss you?” she asked.
Now this did surprise him. “You want to kiss me?”
“You’re my husband, right? I don’t remember if we kissed at our wedding,” she said. “Everything is kind of hazy.”
He waited.
“But, I’d really like to kiss my husband, if you would like it?”
He smiled, put his glass down on the desk, and stood.
She took a step toward him, then another, until she was in touching distance. In fact, she was so close, he could smell the vanilla scent of her body wash.
He already had the next package to give her, wrapped and ready to place at the foot of the bed. Carver also liked to watch her sleep. He never lingered too long, just enough to watch her for a second after he placed the gift on the bed.
“I don’t know what to do,” Morgan said.
He reached out, putting his hands on her shoulders. She didn’t flinch as he slowly traced the tips of his fingers down her shoulders, going toward her hands. He picked them up within his grasp and then placed both on his chest. She didn’t pull away, even as he moved them up from his chest, around to circle his neck.
Morgan locked her fingers together, so that she was holding herself as well as him. With her hands around his neck, it drew her body closer to him, and he couldn’t help but hold onto her waist.
For several seconds, he held her like this. There was still a little distance between their bodies, but then he changed that by sliding his hands down toward her ass and then pulled her close. Body to body. He heard her gasp. Carver was hard.
Being close to Morgan, wanting her, not touching, not tasting, not stripping her naked and fucking her, was a challenge. Instead, he held her, had a hard cock, and was so desperate to feel those lips on his. But, he waited. This was about her, not him.
“Now, when you’re ready, you put those lips of yours onto mine, and that is a kiss.”
She doesn’t remember the wedding. In fact, she doesn’t remember much besides the fact her family tried to get rid of her when she was sick. Now that she has recovered, she’s come to learn two things: all of her family is dead, and she was is married to one of the most feared men in the world.
Carver Turner relished his reputation for being The Beast. He doesn’t care about the fear he instilled into others. He kills without mercy. It’s what he’s been trained to do, and nothing could sway him from doing his job.
Until his wife comes into his life. She’s different. Morgan is sweet, pure, kind, and she doesn’t look away from him in disgust.
Morgan doesn’t know much about her husband, but she has come to see that while he is a beast to everyone else, to her, he is an angel. The sweetest husband a woman could ask for. And then, the danger comes…
Carver challenged the boss when he killed Morgan’s family. He did it for her, because of what they’d done to her. Now, he has to make a choice, either give up his life, or finally kill his longtime enemy. He has never run away from a fight, and he’s not going to start now.
Are you looking for a quick festive read to get you into the holiday spirit?
A Wife by Christmas is now here!!!
He’s ready to settle down, but is she?
Blurb
All Cathy wanted to do was forget about her family. They had used her, got her to pay for everything, and then kicked her out of the engagement party. So she went to Storm’s bar and didn’t care it was now home to The Rebel’s MC.
The moment the brunette walked into the bar, Brick knew he wanted her. He’d been waiting a long time for the right woman, but seeing as it was Christmas, he was happy to just enjoy her for however long she needed.
Cathy had never fallen into bed with anyone. Brick, he’s a different kind of man, and one kiss, it’s not enough. One touch, just sets her on fire for more.
This is a miracle. He wanted a woman to settle down with, and Cathy walked right into his world. Now he’s not going to let her go. Brick’s in this for the rest of his life, and he doesn’t need longer than a week to know what he wants.
But is Cathy ready to settle down. Does she want a husband, children, and to be part of an MC for the rest of her life?
Excerpt:
Brick never chased after a woman. He never had to worry about a woman sticking around. He was used to them holding onto his every word. He had to be the one to push her away in the morning. This morning, after enjoying a night of amazing sex, the woman of his dreams was nowhere to be found. At first, he doubted if he even lived it, but the scent of Cathy was still heavy in the room, and he wasn’t going to forget that anytime soon.
Then, on the way down to the main clubhouse, Rebel held his daughter while Willow was serving up breakfast. He didn’t know who to ask first, but seeing as Willow kept glancing toward him, he figured she knew something.
Cathy had snuck out. That wasn’t exactly news to him. Waking up alone with just the scent of her told him she’d snuck out. She’d also said Willow could tell him where she lived, in case he wanted to find her.
He didn’t understand why she didn’t wake him up. They could have enjoyed round four, or was it five? He lost count of the number of orgasms he had last night.
Now, as he pulled into her very nice neighborhood, he drove down to the bottom corner, and he knew it was her house. There were a few lights and some decorations, and her house was nice. It was a house designed for a family.
Parking next to what he assumed was her car, he turned off the ignition and made his way toward her front door. He was pretty sure there were several neighbors twitching their curtains right about now. He didn’t give a fuck what they thought. Let them think whatever shit they wanted to. The only person he was interested in was Cathy.
And she opened the door seconds later. “Brick,” she said.
One half of her face was covered in makeup. She looked strange, but then he’d seen a lot of even stranger shit, so it didn’t bother him.
“You snuck out,” he said.
“And you came here.” There was a smile on her lips.
“You want to tell me what is going on?” he asked, pointing at her face.
“Oh, yeah, sorry. I thought you were the delivery guy. I had a notification that I’ve got a package coming.” She stepped out of the way and allowed him to enter. “It’s not weird or anything. Come on, I’ll show you.”
Brick frowned but followed her through to what he assumed would be her garage, only it was like he’d stepped inside a beauty supply store or a salon, or both. He’d been to places with cameras set up, but most of the time, porn was being filmed. Not this woman. She had a desk, a couple of ring lights, and there was an assortment of products on her.
“I was filming a video for my vlog. I do beauty.” She stepped up to the table, and he watched as she took a bottle, spritzed some on a cloth, and then wiped her face, removing the makeup.
Cathy turned toward him with a smile.
“Willow told you where I lived?” Cathy asked.
“I didn’t follow you. As soon as I realized you had left, I went looking. Why did you sneak out?” he asked.
“I, uh, I’ve never done the morning-after thing. I’m not exactly sure what the protocol is. I didn’t want to worry you and make you think I was some clingy woman.”
The irony was that Brick wanted her to cling. He wanted her to stick with him, to hang onto him. And yet, the first woman he wanted that from was happy to give him space, to not seem too desperate. Did Cathy even realize she was the perfect woman?
All Cathy wanted to do was forget about her family. They had used her, got her to pay for everything, and then kicked her out of the engagement party. So she went to Storm’s bar and didn’t care it was now home to The Rebel’s MC.
The moment the brunette walked into the bar, Brick knew he wanted her. He’d been waiting a long time for the right woman, but seeing as it was Christmas, he was happy to just enjoy her for however long she needed.
Cathy had never fallen into bed with anyone. Brick, he’s a different kind of man, and one kiss, it’s not enough. One touch, just sets her on fire for more.
This is a miracle. He wanted a woman to settle down with, and Cathy walked right into his world. Now he’s not going to let her go. Brick’s in this for the rest of his life, and he doesn’t need longer than a week to know what he wants.
But is Cathy ready to settle down. Does she want a husband, children, and to be part of an MC for the rest of her life?
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Rocco rejected his mate. With all the trouble in Poison, he just doesn’t have time to deal with the reclusive woman. He’s not ready to be mated, so the easiest thing for him to do is reject her. Only, the club needed her, as did the pack.
Rose Swift was hurt. She had witnessed what it was like for real mates, but her mate didn’t even want to know her. So, when she’s asked to deal with the mess an insane doctor had created, she intends to steer well away from Rocco. He is not her mate, nor will he ever be. If only it was easier to deny him.
Rocco wants to keep his distance, but the way Rose smells, the way she looks—it’s like she’s a magnet, and he can’t resist.
When one of Dr. Milton’s experiments comes crashing into the pack, there is something different about this one. He’s in control, he’s stable, and above all else, he somehow manages to become good friends with Rose. Rocco convinces himself he’s only sticking around to protect her, but being around her is exactly what the wolf ordered.
Is there any way that Rose can forgive him? He will not turn his back on her again.
Excerpt:
Rose curled up in the armchair, and the small glow from the lamp cast enough light for her to read. It was dark outside, and she knew it was about time she went to bed. She was exhausted and couldn’t help but wonder if she was going to get a call to come and clean up messes.
Graham was not an unusual case, at least not to her. The guys had been happy with the progress with other humans, and she’d left for the day, only to be called back hours later when it had taken a sudden turn. It was one of the reasons she tried not to get close to anyone. Graham was the first one she had spoken to. He’d looked so calm in that cage, and yet she had known he was trying to keep it together so he wouldn’t lose his shit.
She couldn’t help but feel for him, for all of them.
Rose’s eyes started to close, and only a sudden knock at her door brought her out of her sleep. This had happened a few times, and once again she felt overwhelmed. Had Graham died?
She closed her book, placing it on the coffee table in front of her, bundling up the blanket, and making her way toward the main front door. Pulling it open, she saw Rocco on the front step, but he didn’t look grim. Instead, he carried a bouquet of flowers in his hand.
“Rocco?”
“I’m sorry,” he said.
She opened the door a little wider, and she frowned as she looked at the flowers. They looked wild, as if he had picked them himself, not gone to Chantel, the florist in town.
“What’s going on?”
“The florist was … closed, but what do you expect, it’s late, and I wanted to give you these so I could apologize. I don’t know what flowers you liked, but then I saw the wildflowers growing in your garden, I put two and two together, and you know, figured you might like that.”
“What are you doing?” she asked.
He held out the flowers but she didn’t take them.
Rose needed answers.
“I … I shouldn’t have spoken to you that way today. I’m sorry. I’m just … I’m so fed up with this shit, you know. It’s hard. They all come, and when they find us and we understand what is going on with them, it’s like we’re their miracle cure, only we’re the furthest from that.” He released a breath. “And then we have to see it through until the end, and that’s hard.”
She looked at him and the flowers. Part of her knew she should tell him to get lost, but she didn’t want to in that moment. Instead, she reached out and took them. “Thank you.”
“I have no idea what I’m doing,” Rocco said.
“And?”
“Would you like to go to the Poison Bar?” Rocco asked.
Rose frowned. “Are you asking me out on a date?”
“Yes.”
This time she lowered the flowers, focusing her attention on him. “What is going on?”
“I want us to go out, get a drink, talk.”
“What happened to neither of us telling anyone that we’re, you know, mates?” she asked.
Rocco gripped the back of his neck, and his face scrunched up. “Yeah, I, ugh, I don’t know what to say about that.”
This time Rose was amazed and couldn’t help but laugh. “Wow, so, we both come to the realization that we’re mates and our wolves want to connect, and that means we’re mated. You freak out and tell me in no uncertain terms will you ever settle down with one woman, or one wolf, that I am not enough for you, that you are embarrassed to even be mated to me because I’m a little reclusive for you. To make matters worse, you come to me with all the crap that is going on with this Milton doctor and his little experiment, to clean up your mess, and now you want to go on a date, and your only answer is you don’t know what you’re doing or what to say about it?” Rose was truly amazed.
“Okay, now that you say it like that, it sounds really bad.”
“I say it exactly how it sounds. Wow, you don’t see it, do you?”
“I do see it, and yes, it sounds bad, and there is no way I’m getting away from it, and I totally get that. I’ve not been the best … person in all of this, and I am truly sorry.”
Molly Embers is desperate. She wants to raise money for the local school and library with a bachelor auction, but there is only one problem, no one wants to buy the eligible men available. She knows there is one man who all the women want, Nate Sinclair.
Nate does not want to be sold on any kind of date, but for Molly, he will make an exception. He’ll be on the cutting block, providing she agrees to date him.
It’s one date, how could anything possibly go wrong?
Molly’s had some horrible dates, but the one with Nate it was mortifying. He knows her secret, and now, he knows that she’s also a virgin.
Nate intends to play out every single one of her fantasies. But, his reputation is not a good one. Will Molly be able to believe him when another woman tries to make a play for him?
Excerpt:
“Hi,” she said. “If you’re having second thoughts, I don’t mind. We can just say this deal was silly and childish and neither of us has to continue.” He smiled. “I was going to tell you that you look beautiful.” “Oh.” She glanced down at herself, and he saw, even through the thin layer of makeup she wore, that she was indeed blushing. “Thank you. You look … handsome.” And the blush deepened. He held out the roses. “These are for you.” The smile, if it was even possible, grew bigger. “Uh, wow, thank you so much. Would you give me a minute so I can put these in some water?” she asked. He nodded and stayed at her door. Within minutes she returned, pushing some of her hair out of her face. Tonight, she had let it down, and there were natural curls in the long brown length. “Shall we?” he asked, holding out his arm for her to take. She looked dubious and he was tempted to promise her that she wouldn’t catch anything from touching him. They were not schoolchildren anymore. “Of course. Where are we going?” she asked. “Well, that is for me to know and for you to find out.” He winked at her, and he loved hearing her light laughter. He’d spent most of the day setting up a small picnic in the park. Nate knew how much she loved to walk as it helped to clear her head—again, what he’d overheard in snippets of conversation with her. “It’s a lovely night,” Molly said. “Yes, it is. Did you manage to raise all the money you wanted?” he asked, knowing for a fact she had. “Yes, you wouldn’t believe the struggle I had with that auction. The board was not happy with the prospect of women being put up for auction.” She blew out a breath. “They were totally fine with the men.” She let out a chuckle. “Thank you for … you know, helping me.” “It was my pleasure.” “Why didn’t you allow any of the other women to buy you?” she asked. “I mean, you must have spoken to Randy before the auction?” “I spoke to him within minutes of making that deal with you. Randy was already hanging around.” “Oh,” she said. “I had no idea. So, what was so awful about the idea of being sold to a woman willing to pay for you?” “Would you like men bidding on you?” “Men wouldn’t bid on me, but I guess I see your point.” “You don’t think men would bid on you.” She shrugged. “I’m not searching for compliments, I just know I’m not the kind of woman men seem to lust after. It’s just a fact.” She was so very wrong, it wasn’t even funny. Nate had always liked Molly. She had been out of his league, but he was done with all that bullshit. He hadn’t lived like a saint, but he’d decided he was done watching Molly from the sidelines. She was going to belong to him, and he knew he was going to have her. “So, what is your reason?” she asked. “Simple, I don’t want to be at the mercy of some of the women. You saw what they were like, and they think because they spent money it gives them a license. Not happening, besides, I already asked the woman out that I wanted to bid on me.” Molly stopped and he looked at her. “You really wanted me to bid on you?” she asked. “Yeah, which is why we’re on this date.” And then he took a chance, like many of the heroes within her books. They didn’t wait for permission, nor take their time getting to know their heroine. There were a couple of books that were different, but most of the men took what they wanted when they finally realized what that was. He cupped her cheeks, pushing her hair out of the way, and tilting her head back so he could look her in the eyes. She had such pretty green eyes. He felt like he could fall into them. Closing the distance between them, he pressed his lips to hers and kissed her, claiming the kiss he’d been wanting, and he relished the moan that escaped her lips.
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