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Reed "Riker" Collins is my story... The beginning, middle, and end.
Our love was intense, emotional, and raw, the kind that sticks with you forever. I thought we had it all, the thing that would make us last... Until we didn’t.
Reed promised me forever, and I believed him with everything in me. But it's never that easy. Without a second thought, Reed left me to follow his own dream of becoming a professional fighter. Five years of going through life without him has left me only drifting through life, never truly living, leaving me more damaged than ever before. But then, Reed walks back into my life when I needed him the most. Will I be able to forget all the pain he caused? Will he be able to heal the emotional wounds his love had left me with?
Can I fight to start? Or will I end up forfeiting it all just to make it go away?
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“Reed. Really, baby? Twice didn’t help you at all, did it?” I poke him in the ribs, trying to get off the bed. He grabs me by the waist and pulls me into him, running kisses up my shoulder to my neck. Goose bumps cover my skin at the feel of his lips on me. “What fun is it to stop now? You are just too damn sexy for your own good and I can’t get enough. And I know if I keep going”—Reed glides his hand to my shoulder, moves my hair off my neck, and kisses me lightly behind my ear, sending chills through my body—“I will get you to forget about going to see that dumbass movie with your mom and come watch my fight.” Without warning, I’m flipped onto my back, Reed hovering over me. I stare into his breathtaking hazel eyes, about to wrap my arms around him, when his phone chimes with a text message, interrupting us. Reed growls against my temple, “Cock blocker,” and kisses me one last time before getting up to look at his phone. I can’t help but admire him as I push up onto my elbows. Reed looks like such a bad boy—defined muscles, colorful tattoos over his chest, arms, back, and down to his thighs, shaved head. He has it all in one nice six-foot-two-inch delicious package. And it’s all mine. I could stare at him all day, but I didn’t have the time. I had the rest of my life to appreciate his physique, so I roll off the bed and pick up his boxers off the floor, throwing them at his chest with a smirk. He quickly grabs my arms, pulling me into him with a smile of his own. I knew what that grin meant. Lifting myself to my tiptoes, I give him a chaste kiss and whisper against his lips, “I love you.” “Me too, babe.” I walk away with a smile on my lips after he slaps my ass. I shake my naked hips a little, teasing him some more, and then hear his deep laugh as I walk the rest of the way to our closet. I grab the first thing that catches my eye. A few minutes later, I come out dressed in my favorite pair of True Religion jeans, a plain fitted black shirt, and my black Chucks. Reed is sitting on the edge of the bed, hunched over as he puts on his work boots. He must hear me approach, because his eyes lock with mine, awakening the butterflies in my stomach. Around Reed, I always have the fluttering in my belly, no matter how long we’ve been together. And I have no doubt in my mind how he feels about me. Whenever he looks at me, his eyes tell me everything I’d ever need to know. I have always seen the love Reed has for me, for us—even at the beginning when he’d tried his hardest to fight his feelings for me, I always knew it was there. Now, two years later, Reed never hides it—not from me or from anyone else. My hair could be greasy, unwashed for days, I could be drenched with sweat from our runs, or have yesterday’s makeup smudged beneath my eyes, and he’d still look at me like I’m the only one in the room. It’s the same way I look at him. We fell recklessly and wildly in love with each other. It wasn’t normal or the falling-off-a-cliff type. It wasn’t running through a field of daisies, either. No, it was like jumping headfirst out of an airplane without a parachute, running through a burning building—the kind of love that feeds on one another, that takes hold of every inch of your soul, takes away every breath and leaves you feeling as if you’re just now experiencing life. The kind of love that only gives you two options: if it works out, you’ll have lived with more love than most. You’ll be lucky enough to see everything for the better because that person is your better. But if it doesn’t work out, you are so utterly broken that you’re left beyond repair. Reed Collins is my once in a lifetime, the one people wait for, and I wouldn’t have it any other way. I’m in deep—some say too deep. And just maybe they are right. Because now, I feel a changing in the air between us and I’m beyond scared shitless of what the next step with us is. Fights and underlying tension that never used to be there has put our once blissful relationship on unsteady and uncharted ground, and I don’t know how to handle it or what to do to make it better. But I will do everything in my power to keep it from falling away. I graduate in a couple of months with my nursing degree, and Reed is at the make-it or break-it point in his fighting career, causing us to walk this tightrope into the next chapter of our lives. I can only hope that as a couple, we are steady enough for everything the real world will be hurling at us soon. The restlessness billows around him like a plume of smoke after an explosion, and I can see it by simply looking at him. It’s as if Reed has the weight of the world on his shoulders. My feet carry me to him and I straddle his legs, wrap him in my arms, and rest my head on his shoulder, feeling the tension literally loosen. Reed, my boyfriend, and “Riker,” the fighter are two totally different people and I knew that the moment I saw him walk into the cage for the first time. The Reed I know is only shown to me—he’s sweet, caring, loving, and will protect me with everything he has. But “Riker” is all alpha, all the time. He sees one solution to any problem—fighting. The nickname “Riker” came from one of his many underground fights he used to do for money. Some old guy said he hadn’t seen someone fight like that since he left Rikers Island. The Riker part stuck and fits that side of him to a T. I learned a long time ago that you couldn’t love one without loving the other, and honestly, I wouldn’t have it any other way. Reed has been busting his ass, training three times a day, six days a week, for the last four years to make a name for himself in Ohio and the surrounding states, but that’s not enough for him—Reed wants total domination. After all the time we have been together and all the fights I have seen him prepare for, I know today’s fight is different because he is different. He’s always hyped before a fight—it’s natural for him—but lately, he’s been on edge and I can’t figure out why. Riker seems to be showing up more and my loving boyfriend only comes out when I drag it out of him. It’s causing me to worry that something is happening, something he’s hiding. And whatever that something is, it’s big. “Reed, what’s up with you lately? What aren’t you telling me?” I plead quietly as my lips graze his ear. He holds a lot in. He’s been the strong, silent type for the two years we have been together, and it’s like pulling teeth to get any kind of information from him. I learned early on to just accept what he offers because each piece he gives knocks down a layer and shows me who he truly is. Reed only shakes his head, silently dismissing my question. Not wanting to push him any further into silence, I attempt to get up, but he holds on to me tighter. Knowing his touch is my downfall, he’s using it to stop me. “I know you promised your mom you will go to the movies, babe, but you rarely miss one of my fights, and with these…” He trails off and turns his head toward our nightstand where a framed picture of us sits. “What is it, Reed?” I press for more, needing him to open up to me. “I just want you there. That’s all. Plus, you know you’re my good-luck charm, Hads. I get all caveman with you there and can’t help but prove my manhood to my woman.” Reed jokes—it’s his way of telling me the conversation is dead. His lips meet the middle of my forehead and rest there. I know if I keep pressing him, it will start yet another argument and he doesn’t need that before his fight tonight. So I give up yet again, pushing my need to know deep down in order to comfort him. “Baby, I really wish I could, but you know my mom and I always go to the opening day of the movies to the books we read. She had this planned before the movie was even made and I can’t disappoint her. Not to mention, Riker Collins will undoubtedly kick this guy’s butt whether I’m there or not. And I won’t say it again. I’m not your good-luck charm. That red hat I gave you is. That’s your juju, not me. Courtney and I will meet you and Lance at the bar after, so you can tell me all about how you conquered this fight. We’ll have our celebratory drinks, get drunk off our asses, and you’ll forget all about how I wasn’t there. I’ll make you a promise though, and you know I never break one of those”—I wink teasingly at him—“this will be the last time I ever miss a fight of yours. I’ll be by your side so much that you will get sick of me and beg me not to be with you.” I wrap my pinky around his and lift our intertwined fingers to my mouth, laying a soft kiss on his. With great force, I pull his arms and lead him to his feet. “Come on, we’ve got to get downstairs before my mom uses her damn key again.” As soon as my foot hits the bottom step, my mother comes barging through the front door. My mom and boundaries don’t mix—not even close. I don’t think she will ever understand that I live with my boyfriend and, sometimes, privacy is needed. It’s a good thing that my parents spread out their time between Columbus and Atlanta, because I have a feeling she would be here all the time if not. “Mom, we gave you a key for emergencies only. That doesn’t mean you can use it instead of knocking every time you come here.” Reed, being so used to my mom barging in, just shrugs it off. He leans in and whispers in my ear, “Look at the positive side, babe, at least you got her to stop coming over without notice.” He then goes to my mom and gives her a hug and a quick kiss on the check “Hey, Mrs. Thomas, how are you doing? I hope you ladies have fun tonight. I know how you two love those young sparkling vampires,” he says sarcastically.   My mother, Julie Thomas, is naturally gorgeous. She’s fifty-six years old but doesn’t look a day over forty without any help from cosmetic doctors. At five-four, she has a body that looks like she spends hours in the gym, even though she’s never stepped foot in one. She just has a naturally shaped and toned body—to everyone’s envy, but mostly mine. Her brown hair is shiny and always perfectly in place, and it complements her soft blue eyes well. As if that wasn’t enough to be jealous of, she also wears a natural glow all year around, never needing to waste time on getting a tan. It’s a real travesty that I’m adopted and didn’t get those amazing Thomas genes. My dad, William—a highly successful and powerful man—and my mom have been married for over the thirty-five years, which has given her plenty of time to channel her perfect trophy-wife look. I swear, she even sleeps in her makeup, Chanel, and flawlessly styled hair. She grew up with nothing, and always tells of how she was never able to play dress up. Apparently, she’s only making up for the lost time, although I think she’s spent more time making up for it than she actually spent without it. Her appearance is slightly deceiving, because she is the most humble person I know. My parents’ story is one for the books, they were high school sweethearts, and both came from the same rough neighborhood in Columbus. My father wanted more out of life and decided to join the Army straight after high school, marrying my mom right before he shipped off to basic. He got my mom pregnant with my brother Mark within the first couple months of their marriage. Six years after that, my brother Matt was born, and that’s when my father left the Army. He started a business in security with his best friend, Joe, using the small inheritance he had received from my grandfather. Within ten years, they had built it into a multi-million dollar company. Now, they have their hand in everything and have been on the Forbes list of highest earners for the last ten years. Even with all that, my father still brings my mom breakfast in bed every Saturday and cherishes her like his own queen. I hated it growing up, but now, I just look forward to having what they do one day with Reed. They adopted me when I was a baby—Mark was sixteen and Matt was ten. With the huge age difference, I’m not really close to them, but neither has ever made me feel anything less than loved. Mark has always been more of a background brother, only showing up if I needed something, while Matt is the fun one—poor guy…I was the annoying sister that followed him around like a lost puppy half his teenage life. I learned early on that if I needed help with my homework, Mark was the one to go to, but if I needed to get away with anything, Matt was my guy. Those boys never made me feel anything other than a Thomas.   “Reed, I told you to call me Julie about a thousand times. And thank you, I know I will have fun. It is my darling Hadley who won’t, though. I know she will be thinking about you the whole time—and that thing you call work…fighting or whatever it is. She won’t even care about who is on the screen or that she is with me.” My mom can’t fathom how Reed would want to try to make a living in the cage, but she’s never tried to understand it, either. My parents want his head in something that has a sure-future, but a sure-future career isn’t Reed. His life was unfocused and going nowhere before he found his love for boxing at twelve years old. He wrestled all through high school and had a ton of scholarship options, but he turned them all down to take up mixed martial arts instead. With his back ground in wrestling and boxing, he was a natural at it. Reed has since developed into an impressive fighter through the help of his best friend, Logan, and his coach/trainer, Kenny. He makes ends meet now by doing underground fighting and taking side security jobs through my family’s business. But mostly, he just trains, trying to make it in a sport that would rather see you fail than make it. But if they accept you into the sport that ninety-seven percent of people fail at, and you become that meager three percent, it’s paramount. But my parents don’t feel that it’s enough. They think it’s dangerous and nothing more than a hobby. “Mom, let’s not go over how you hate what Reed does again. I’m going to go walk him out,” I say and then follow Reed out to his motorcycle before she has time to reply. Reed reaches his bike and leans on it, reaching for my hand to guide me into him. His eyes capture mine as he speaks. “Hadley, you know you’re mine, and everything I’m fucking doing is for us so I’ll be the one to support us in the long run. Please don’t forget that.” How can I when it feels like he’s talking to my soul? “No matter what, you will make it, baby. Even if you don’t believe it, I’ll have the faith in you, for the both of us. I’ll be by your side every step of the way. I could live in a nasty box under a bridge as long as I had you with me.” Putting my hands up to his stubbly cheeks, I remind him, “It’s just like that song on that oldie country station. We are two sparrows in a hurricane, baby, only need some love and a whole lot of faith.” He shakes his head at me, giving me a heart-stopping smile that shows off his slightly crooked teeth. “I always knew you were a huge ass dork, but that shit you just said takes the cake, babe.” “Yep, I know. That’s why you love me.” “Damn right, woman, and it doesn’t hurt that you have great tits.” Reed turns his hat backward as he bends down, kissing my lips, and like always, it deepens, allowing our passion for each other to take over. After what seems like hours, I push off him. “Go, Reed. Call me when you are done. Court and I will meet you guys at Flats. Make sure you have my vodka soda waiting for me.” He smiles, and lands one last peck on my lips before I take a step back. “Sure thing, babe, and this time, I may actually remember the limes. Maybe, if you’re a good girl, when we get back, I’ll take advantage of you a couple more times and after that and you can make the bruises I’ll get better,” he says smugly as his leg swings over his bike. “Remember, actions speak loader than words, so you better just show me.” Reed laughs. He snaps his helmet and sunglasses on, and then the roar of his bike sounds around me like thunder. I blow him a kiss and stand there, waiting till he speeds off until I can’t see his taillight anymore. And just like that, I feel like the biggest part of my heart is missing.
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Deliver Her From Evil (Redemption Series Book 3)

M.L. Steinbrunn

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He was supposed to be her prince charming. Marriage was supposed to be her happily ever after.
It was all a lie.
After discovering the betrayal of her fairytale, Carly Carrington must find the resolve to piece her splintered life back together. With the help of her closest friend and the affection from an unexpectedly charismatic man, she finds herself on a path not-so-easily taken.
Love is a four letter word to Campbell Williams. Growing up as an orphaned foster child, Campbell avoided situations that could hand her even more loss. Coming to the rescue of her friend, Carly, she quickly finds herself in need of being saved herself, but will she allow herself to accept the lifeline from the one man brave enough to take her on?
Both battle the challenges thrown at them to protect their battered hearts, but when the fear finally fades, will love deliver them from evil?
Deliver Her from Evil is an adult contemporary novel and is not intended for younger readers due to mature content.

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How long would you wait to be with the one that you love? How much of yourself would you hide in order to keep them?
Brooks knows the moment he meets Vivian that he will do whatever it takes to protect her, even if it means leaving her. Running from his past, he spends the next decade trying to forget the shattered heart that he left behind. Is there any betrayal worth the cost? Are there some sins that cannot be forgiven? After a lifetime of rebuilding the walls guarding her heart, Vivian confronts the harsh reality that some fortresses are not meant to stand. Winding through a gray fog of disappointment and deceit, she must conquer her deepest fears to accept the love she believes she is too unworthy to have. As the paths of these two battered hearts cross once more, together they seek redemption for their sins. However, when the secrets of their pasts come knocking on their door, forgiveness and love will be tested, and they will be forced to answer the question: “When the lies run out, will the truth finally set you free?” Forgive Us Our Trespasses is an adult contemporary novel and is not intended for younger readers due to mature content.


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Jennifer MacLauchlan is not who you think…
I’m damaged, but not destroyed. I’ve been betrayed, but I remain loyal. The only people I love don’t know the secrets I hold. They wouldn’t want me anymore if they did.
Casen Thompson refuses to acknowledge the world that left him behind…
I may be tattered, but I’m not torn. I’m trusted by many, but I have faith in very few. My love for music and the desire for the family I never had is the glue that holds my shattered soul together.
When these two volatile personalities collide, a firestorm of emotions erupts forcing both to face the fears that keep them from everything they have ever wanted. Secrets are unearthed and forgiveness is tested as Jen struggles to accept that Casen might be everything that could fix her.
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Colorado native M.L. Steinbrunn is new to the professional literary community, but has been in love with the world of fictional characters and plot twists since she was a child. Writing short stories and reading anything she could get her hands on, it could be argued that her hobby borders on an obsession.
She works full-time as a middle school and high school educator and coach in rural Colorado where she and her husband are raising their three young children. Through education she has enjoyed guiding others on their paths and helping students build their stories. After countless evenings of discussing story ideas, it was her husband who encouraged her to follow her own path and publish her first novel. In her free time M.L. enjoys travelling, Amazon one-clicking, watching movies, chauffeuring her children to their one and half million activities, and people watching. She would like to add a big thank you to everyone that has been overwhelmingly supportive of this incredibly scary yet exciting journey.  


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Book Title: Desire 
Author: K. French 
Genre: Contemporary Romance 
Release Date: June 20, 2015 
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Returning home from Verona on cloud nine, Ava Hart is ready to share her secret with the world. She feels that nothing and no one can stand in the way of her happiness with Gabriel Edwards, that is until tragedy strikes again, bringing with it an unexpected visitor. Once more Ava is thrown into emotional turmoil, not helped by Gabriel having to move back to London. And with everyone seemingly intent on trying to tear them apart, Ava will need to search deep within her soul to discover what it is her heart truly desires.


“Ava, men are attracted to you like moths to a flame. A beautiful, hypnotic flame. They willingly throw themselves onto the fire, hoping to get nearer, beating themselves up in the process…”

“When you kiss me, I want you to be thinking of me only, no one else. Do you hear?” He sounded hurt. I nodded as best I could. Tears stung my eyes at his harsh words. “I want you Ava, make no mistake about that, but not like this, when you’re drunk and still thinking of him. When I kiss you, it will be me and only me who occupies that beautiful mind of yours.”

“I have watched you Ava. You are strong, don’t ever doubt that. And although right now you are at your lowest point and you feel that there is no way out, believe an old man when he says, no matter what your situation, life has a wonderful habit of turning out good in the end. Look at Bridget and me. Who would have guessed it? But, if right now it is not good and your heart still aches, then my dear sweet girl, it is not quite the end. Life goes on. The world doesn’t stop turning. You have to continue to live your life. Don’t give up, keep trying and believe in yourself.” He kissed my cheek and let me go. I didn’t know what to say. “Keep smiling beautiful girl." Tears ran down my cheeks.

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K French is married with two small children and lives in Hertfordshire, England. She grew up in the North of England where Muse and Desire are set.

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Title: Secret
Author: Kindle Alexander
Genre: M/M Romance
Release: June 9, 2015


Tristan Wilder, self-made millionaire and devastatingly handsome CEO of Wilder-Nation is on the verge of a very lucrative buyout. With tough negotiations ahead, he's armed with his acquisition pitch, ready to launch the deal of a lifetime. There’s just one glitch. The last thing he expects is to fall for the hot business owner he's trying to sway.

Dylan Reeves, computer science engineer and founder of the very successful social media site, Secret, is faced with a life-altering decision. A devoted family man with three kids and a wife, Dylan has been living a secret for years. Fiercely loyal to his convictions, his boundaries blur after meeting the striking owner of the corporation interested in acquiring his company. For the first time in his life, reckless desire consumes him when the gorgeous computer mogul makes an offer he can't refuse.
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Focus drove Dylan to clean, it certainly wasn’t a love for cleaning that made him scrub the house. He’d become a determined man. With one or two solid pushes, he was done mopping the kitchen. Funny, the tile floor was actually white. Who knew? He didn’t dare walk across the wet floor to place the mop back in the closet, instead he leaned it against the wall and took a look around the single room that encompassed their kitchen, living room, and eating area. It wasn’t much but the place was clean. 

He looked down at his watch. It was ten fifteen at night. Teri would most likely be on her way home by now. He went for the desktop computer he’d gotten for Christmas and dialed into the internet. Seconds felt like hours as he pulled up AOL and opened his email. He had mail. 

One email, the one he’d been waiting for. Dylan opened the message and beamed at the screen. He hadn’t waited too long. His Professor was putting him in touch with a Senior Executive at Texas Instruments. They’d been recruiting him for a while, he’d just never settled down long enough to take any of this too seriously. All of that was going to change. He was determined to do whatever it took to make a better life for his family. 

Teri opened the front door. His back was to her so he swiveled around in the desk chair, bringing his finger to his lips before she had a chance to speak. “Shhh, they’re asleep.”

He could tell that little bit of information surprised her. She nodded her head, quietly turning around to carefully shut the door behind her. Chloe their oldest and Chad shared a bedroom. Cate, their youngest was asleep in a crib inside the bedroom he and Teri shared. Dylan usually took the sofa. 

“You cleaned?” she asked walking to the small kitchen table and dropping her purse and coat on top of the well-worn wood. “Are you going out?”

He watched as she cautiously looked him over. He’d also showered, cleaned himself up and actually shaved. Something he apparently didn’t do that often judging by the look in Teri’s eyes. “Nah, I’m done with all that. We need to talk.”

“Look Dylan, I don’t wanna hear about…” He held up his hand and stopped her. Whatever she had to say needed to wait. His convictions were firm. He’d held on to them all day, but having his wife standing in front of him right now somehow caused uncertainty to filter in. He just had to say it!

“Teri sit down. Please, just sit down.” He pulled out one of the kitchen chairs – the one that wasn’t broken and offered it to her. “Please, just hear me out first.”

She finally sat. He took a seat on the coffee table, it wasn’t far from her. The speech he’d rehearsed all day conveniently fled his mind as she stared blankly at him. She was something else. She always had been. He rose, stuck his hands in his pocket and started to pace back and forth in front of her. He couldn’t find his words. 

“Just say it, Dylan.” 

“I haven’t been honest.” No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t look her in the eyes. He wasn’t sure now if he could even get the words out. The truth will set you free, wasn’t that the saying? Who the hell came up with that load of shit? No doubt someone that hadn’t been lying to everyone his whole entire life. He was so nervous. He felt physically ill at the thought of what he was about to reveal..

“No shit…” Teri started right in on him.

He took a deep breath and sat down in front of her. “Hang on. Let me say this.” He scrubbed his hands down his face and gathered his spine. “I haven’t been truthful about a few things, but I have an idea and you need to hear me out. I took on more hours at the store and I also talked to my dad. He thinks my uncle needs some part time help this summer around the farm. I also talked to my coding professor and he’s going to put me back in front of Texas Instruments recruiting. He says I’m a fit. If I buckle down, I can finish my undergrad in about two semesters – at least I think I can, but if I can get on at TI, I can make the money needed to support you and the kids and maybe you could look at law school more seriously again.” That was his carrot he dangled in front of her. He needed her on board with all of this. His heart was pounding so hard, he wasn’t sure his words even made since. He paused and watched her face. She was confused, but processing what he’d just said.

“Okay.” Her facial expressions morphed a few more times before she started again. “This is a major about face. When you say support me and the kids, where does that leave you?”

She was smart. Out of everything he’d said, she picked up on those few simple words. He’d stalled long enough. He started to rise. The nervous energy coursing through him needed to be released, but then he forced himself back down, sitting on the edge of the old coffee table. Fuck this was hard. He looked down at his hands. No matter what steps he took today, nothing would change or soften the enormous impact of his next confession. 

“I’m not sure you’ll agree to this, or even want to be around me anymore. I’ll understand if you leave, I don’t deserve you or the kids. I’ve been lying to you and everyone in my life.” He tried to keep going but just couldn’t. Shame and dread filled his heart.

“What’s the lie, Dylan?” Teri asked quietly. 

It took several minutes for him to get up enough nerve to whisper the words he’d been so afraid to say out loud to anyone before today. “I’m pretty sure… No wait. I know for sure that I’m… I’m gay, Teri.”

Silence sat between them. The tension growing unbearably thick in the small room. Teri said nothing but after a couple of long, intense moments he lifted his head and watched as she gathered her things and retreated down the dark hall to their room. His eyes tracked her until the bedroom door shut, locking her in with Cate.


This is a heartfelt story about Dylan, a married father of three, who dotes on his wife and grown children. Dylan is selling his company that he built from the ground up, this company is his baby. He has worked all his life and now he feels it's time to move forward but Dylan has always kept a deep secret from his children. With the love and support from his wife they both managed to keep that secret under wraps. That is until millionaire Tristan walks into his life. Tristan is looking to buy Dylan's company and maybe a little more... 

From the get go you could feel the sexual tension between Dylan and Tristan, even though Dylan isn't sure how to respond. Dylan has hidden his sexuality from everyone in his life except his wife for many years. He finds it difficult to take Tristan advances but as the sexual chemistry rises Dylan gives in. During their little weekend together their time together imprints on them both and they both crave more. But where Tristan wants to move forward, Dylan struggles with his choice since he had hidden for so long, now it's just a way of living. They both try to be apart but after so much has happened between them they are unhappy. 

I truly loved the love and support that Dylan's wife gave him over the years, that showed true love and loyalty. You see Dylan slowly come out of his shell and be the man he always wanted to be but thought he couldn't. You see him realize that life doesn't have to be hard with his loved ones at his side. His whole family and his friends accepted his relationship with Tristan which, I will say brought a tear to my eye, they loved him no matter what. 

This whole book shows the daily struggles for someone who is dealing with their sexuality and that you shouldn't have to hide, the important people will always love and support you. 

5 stars. 

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Best Selling Author Kindle Alexander is an innovative writer, and a genre-crosser who writes classic fantasy, romance, suspense, and erotica in both the male/male and male/female genres. It's always a surprise to see what's coming next!

I live in the suburbs of Dallas where it's true, the only thing bigger than an over active imagination, may be women's hair!

Usually, I try for funny. Humor is a major part of my life - I love to laugh, and it seems to be the thing I do in most situations - regardless of the situation, but jokes are a tricky deal... I don't want to offend anyone and jokes tend to offend. So instead I'm going to tell you about Kindle.

I tragically lost my sixteen year old daughter to a drunk driver. She had just been at home, it was early in the night and I heard the accident happen. I'll never forget that moment. The sirens were immediate and something inside me just knew. I left my house, drove straight to the accident on nothing more than instinct. I got to be there when my little girl died - weirdly, I consider that a true gift from above. She didn't have to be alone.

That time in my life was terrible. It's everything you think it would be times about a billion. I love that kid. I loved being her mother and I loved watching her grow into this incredibly beautiful person, both inside and out. She was such a gift to me. To have it all ripped away so suddenly broke me.

Her name was Kindle. Honest to goodness - it was her name and she died a few weeks before Amazon released their brand new Kindle ereader. She had no idea it was coming out and she would have finally gotten her name on something! Try finding a ruler with the name Kindle on it.. It never happened.

Through the course of that crippling event I was lucky enough to begin to write with a dear friend in the fan fiction world of Facebook. She got me through those dark days with her unwavering support and friendship. There wasn't a time she wasn't there for me. Sometimes together and sometimes by myself, we built a world where Kindle lives and stands for peace, love and harmony. It's its own kind of support group. I know without question I wouldn't be here today without her.

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