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Lies destroyed their past - will the truth end their chance at a future?
Sara Jamison has no clue where Mike Andrews has been all these years, but she knows where she's been - busy raising their child. Two weeks after he disappeared from her life, Sara discovered she was something she never expected to be - an unwed pregnant teenager. But with the love and support of her annoyingly alpha-male family, she's managed to make a good life for herself and her young son. She even owns her own business, which she's built into a thriving success. Sure, she works too hard and her social life is nonexistent, but for the most part, she's content.
Until the day Detective Mike Andrews walks into her bakery and back into her life...
EXCERPT:
Sara glanced over her shoulder when the screen door opened. Mike. The pan she'd been drying fell from her hands and clattered to the floor.
"We need to talk."
"Where's Garrett?" she asked, attempting to peer around his broad shoulders while being careful not to make eye contact with him. As long as she didn't look him directly in the eye, she'd be able to maintain her composure.
"You've always put him on a damn pedestal."
She bent over to pick up the pan. "Don't you dare say anything unkind about him."
"He's a pain in the ass."
She shot up and faced him, despite her own self-warning. "He's certainly not alone."
A slow smile curved his lips. "Now, there's the Sara I know and love."
"Don't you dare throw that word around. If you'd loved me, we wouldn't be in this situation." A surge of emotion tightened her chest, and she silently cursed herself for letting him get to her.
Hands on his hips, Mike sighed. "Look, I know you have every reason to believe that, but it's just not true. I've loved you since the first moment I laid eyes on you."
She paused. God, how she wanted to believe him. But if he'd truly loved her as he claimed, he'd never have been able to stay away for so long.
Swallowing past the lump in her throat, she reached into the dish drainer for something else to dry.
"All right, I'm done playing. Come on, we're going for a ride." He reached out and grasped her elbow.
"I'm not going anywhere with you," she said, yanking her arm free. "If you want to talk, we'll talk, but we're doing it right here." She threw the towel down on the counter and crossed her arms over her chest to hide her shaking hands.
"You either follow me to my truck, or I'll toss you over my shoulder and carry you there. But one way or another, we're taking a ride."
She gasped. Arrogant son of a... "If you touch me, I'll scream bloody murder."
"Then I guess I'll have to gag you as well."
He took a step toward her. She took a step back.
"You stay the hell away from me." She took another step back and bumped into the table, quickly grasping it for support. Her pulse sped up, though she feared it was as much from excitement as anger. Damn him for making her... feel something.
"Not a chance. I made that mistake once, I won't make it again."
Genre: Romance
Sara Jamison has no clue where Mike Andrews has been all these years, but she knows where she's been - busy raising their child. Two weeks after he disappeared from her life, Sara discovered she was something she never expected to be - an unwed pregnant teenager. But with the love and support of her annoyingly alpha-male family, she's managed to make a good life for herself and her young son. She even owns her own business, which she's built into a thriving success. Sure, she works too hard and her social life is nonexistent, but for the most part, she's content.
Until the day Detective Mike Andrews walks into her bakery and back into her life...
EXCERPT:
Sara glanced over her shoulder when the screen door opened. Mike. The pan she'd been drying fell from her hands and clattered to the floor.
"We need to talk."
"Where's Garrett?" she asked, attempting to peer around his broad shoulders while being careful not to make eye contact with him. As long as she didn't look him directly in the eye, she'd be able to maintain her composure.
"You've always put him on a damn pedestal."
She bent over to pick up the pan. "Don't you dare say anything unkind about him."
"He's a pain in the ass."
She shot up and faced him, despite her own self-warning. "He's certainly not alone."
A slow smile curved his lips. "Now, there's the Sara I know and love."
"Don't you dare throw that word around. If you'd loved me, we wouldn't be in this situation." A surge of emotion tightened her chest, and she silently cursed herself for letting him get to her.
Hands on his hips, Mike sighed. "Look, I know you have every reason to believe that, but it's just not true. I've loved you since the first moment I laid eyes on you."
She paused. God, how she wanted to believe him. But if he'd truly loved her as he claimed, he'd never have been able to stay away for so long.
Swallowing past the lump in her throat, she reached into the dish drainer for something else to dry.
"All right, I'm done playing. Come on, we're going for a ride." He reached out and grasped her elbow.
"I'm not going anywhere with you," she said, yanking her arm free. "If you want to talk, we'll talk, but we're doing it right here." She threw the towel down on the counter and crossed her arms over her chest to hide her shaking hands.
"You either follow me to my truck, or I'll toss you over my shoulder and carry you there. But one way or another, we're taking a ride."
She gasped. Arrogant son of a... "If you touch me, I'll scream bloody murder."
"Then I guess I'll have to gag you as well."
He took a step toward her. She took a step back.
"You stay the hell away from me." She took another step back and bumped into the table, quickly grasping it for support. Her pulse sped up, though she feared it was as much from excitement as anger. Damn him for making her... feel something.
"Not a chance. I made that mistake once, I won't make it again."
Genre: Romance
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