There’s only one problem. This war isn’t just about business.
Because when they’re not butting heads… They’re banging headboards.
The attraction between us is undeniable and something we can’t ignore.
But there’s a secret that threatens to come between us. When we uncover more than we should, things become dangerous.
Will we be able to walk away or will the quest to find the truth be too tempting?
I fear I’m too fragile for the storm raging inside him, too delicate to withstand the pain that buffets him. But he’s too determined…and too tempting.
And sometimes hope soars above even the iciest desolation.
Premium scotch aged to perfection, making money before sunrise, nine holes of golf and interesting conversation. Those are the things most known about me. Toss in a leggy brunette or a stunning redhead at a society event for good measure and there’s a story to amuse the public. But, my story goes deeper—to the past that I left behind.
Sooner or later past and present collide. I never dreamed Stevie Brockman would be part of both.
he attraction between us is undeniable and something we can’t ignore. But there’s a secret that threatens to come between us. When we uncover more than we should, things become dangerous.
I’ve practically bled out my emotions and let them puddle to form lyrics from deep within me. At least
in music, my fans always relate to the songs written from my soul’s breath.
But without him, every whispered syllable takes another piece of my heart. And soon, I’ll have
nothing left at all.
A stand-alone, contemporary romance.
For the entirety of my adult life, I’ve been content.
Content in my single lifestyle, content in my stressful-but-extremely-successful job as the main corporate counsel for almost every Fortune 500 company in North America, and content in my playful, spontaneous ways.
I thought he’d be my first kiss. I thought he’d be my first everything. He became my first crush. And then he crushed me. Twelve years later he’s back in town and there’s no way I’ll fall for that sexy southern drawl, irresistible smile and all that charm. No matter how well he fills out a pair of old faded Levi’s.
Kaysen and are happy with our no-strings-attached relationship even though he‘s my boss.
Or so I thought.
Now he wants more.
I’m not capable of giving more of myself, but I’m afraid to lose him.
He’s everything I’ve ever dreamed of but wouldn’t allow myself to have.
I don’t deserve him.
Kaysen doesn’t agree.
He pushed more. “Where were you, Wynter?”
I flicked my wrist, assuming a nonchalance I didn’t feel. “I was just around. Did you miss me?”
“Wynter, you skipped town three days ago without a word.”
I took a deep breath, stalling for a second. “I answered your texts.”
Kaysen stared at me. “And rejected my calls. I know you, Wynter, and I know there’s something going on. Are you okay?”