Genre: Erotic Romance
(needs to be read in order)
Alice Bennett has a very good reason not to trust men, but her body and soul urge her to take a chance on Dylan Marshall, against her better judgment. Unable to quell her cravings, she relents and shares her scarred past with him.
Desperate to find a way to get closer to Alice, Dylan sets plans in motion to learn what lurks in her past. After discovering a shocking link to his own past, Dylan struggles with the truth of his own secret, and whether he’s willing to risk a future with Alice if she ever learned the truth.
But secrets rarely stay buried…
Warning: Adult language and sexual situations. Cliffhanger ending.
Dylan washed his hands as he stared at himself in the mirror in the hall bathroom. When he’d come over to Alice’s, he hadn’t expected them to have sex again. He’d met his match with her. She wasn’t one to just lie down and take orders. She pushed back just as hard as he gave. He liked it. Enjoyed the challenge of her not willingly taking his commands.
He could see himself with her in the long run, but she’d told him she didn’t want anything. He couldn’t imagine what had been so bad from her childhood that would damage her so much she’d never trust a man. Maybe her father was abusive. He met a lot of abusive assholes in his line of work. It made sense, since she’d told him she didn’t want him to hit her in his office when he referred to spanking her sexually.
Standing straight, he buttoned the last few buttons and left the restroom. Alice was on the couch, lost in thought. Her face looked peaceful, but he could see the way she slightly squinted that she was thinking hard.
“Penny for your thoughts?” He sat down.
She turned toward him, pulling her dark hair over her shoulders. “I’d have to pay you the penny to hear them.”
“Give me a try.”
A soft smile formed. “How did the case go today?”
He’d wanted her to open up, but he’d take this for now. “It got a little heated. We’re on recess until Monday. Tomorrow should be a light day.”
“That’s good since its Friday.”
“How about after work we go get a drink?”
She pulled her lips tightly together before sucking her bottom lip in. “I don’t know.”
“I don’t feel right just having sex with you and not treating you to a few drinks, at least. I’d suggest dinner and a movie, but you’d object.” Hell, he’d hang the moon for her if she’d let him.
“I probably would.” She paused. “Okay to drinks. We’ll keep it friendly. No hand holding or anything like that.”
“Got it.” He didn’t want to leave, but if this was going to stay on neutral territory, it was best he did. “Well, I guess I’m going to go home. It’s been a hell of a day, but you definitely brightened it.” He’d had sex with her three times today…that horrible court case couldn’t ruin his mood.
“I’ll see you tomorrow.”
He bent forward and planted a kiss on her cheek. She tensed, but then relaxed. Without a word, he left. As he walked toward his car, he worried the feelings he was developing for her would never be returned. Perhaps it was time to do a little digging into her life and see what skeletons she had in her closet.
Lacey lives in Georgia with her husband, son and daughter, their six cats and one black lab who rules the house.