I waited ten years to grasp hold of a woman I knew was too good to be mine.
Back then, I had failed her. But I knew, somehow, someway, unknowingly to her, I’d find a way to make it up to her.
All the years in between, I watched her from afar. Keeping her safe, protecting her from the shadows that crept in the deep, dark of the night.
Then, out of the blue, she unraveled me with one sweep of her innocent little tongue.
The woman drew me straight toward all her light.
“I figured I’d try something different and ask you to dance.” I whirled around and let out a small squeak of alarm. The muscles in my lower belly quivered, and my breath caught. My savior from earlier stood in front of me, looking like a cross between an angel of mercy and the devil incarnate. “We have to stop meeting like this,” I mumbled. A smile tugged at the corners of his lips. “Well, there’s no rain at the moment, so we should be safe. I trust we were able to save your camera?” Heat flooded my cheeks. “Yes. Thank you. Honestly that could have been ugly today. I’m indebted.” “How about a dance, and we’ll call it even?” A dance? With him? Pressed up against… “I, uh…” “Now, I’m not as good as you are, so you’ll need to take it easy on me.”
Is it possible to make up for the way we have hurt others?
I wonder if it truly is.
Can we undo what has already been done?
No. We can’t.
I know for a fact, we cannot un-say words that have been bitterly spoken by a deliberate slip of a tongue.
I’ve never been anywhere, but here. And now I’m going to get to travel with you—even though I’ll be seeing it through your phone’s camera. Meeting you was really good luck.”Oh yeah…The cheesecake. I’m ruined. I brush my lips very lightly across hers and smile when she whimpers. God, I’m going to miss her. “I promise, I’ll call.” It doesn’t make my heart race to say it. “Don’t promise, Carter. Those are bound to be broken. Just do it.”Her eyes turn solemn and I see that she and disappointment are intimate friends. I want to break them up.
The Contract has changed.
Can Richard and Katy overcome The Amendment?
Forever felt impossible.
Heartbreak was inevitable.
Always would cost us everything.
This is not a fairytale.
This is a love story.
𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐬𝐧’𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫.
✔ Friends to Lover
✔ Hot Billionaire Chef
✔ Feisty Pastry Chef
✔ Slow burn
✔ Sweet recipe for love
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.
Maybe it’s the taste of bourbon on his lips that burns so good. But the bourbon holds a secret igniting a firestorm neither one of us can stop.
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.