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Reality bites. Hard.
The last time Raven did “real� was sixteen months ago, when she spent one unforgettable night with the tattooed, impossibly sexy Nico, and then he disappeared the next day. Since then, she’s kept her guard up and her feelings to herself. She doesn’t have time for relationship drama when she’s busy searching for her long lost sister.Nico hasn’t stopped thinking about Raven—her sultry curves, inked skin, and the fact that he ditched her after their night together. Now that they’re living in the same city, he knows this is his chance to make things right. What better way to prove to Raven he’s for real than helping her find her sister? But when the lines between right and wrong start to blur, putting his job on the line, Nico has to decide if the risk is worth the ultimate reward.
336 pages, Paperback
First published January 10, 2017
“There is darkness in all of us, but there is light, too. Yours still shines, Raven. How brightly is up to you."
“Is this the part where you tell me not to worry? That objects appear larger from this angle?� My attempt at levity falters under my shaky voice. I’m no virgin, but my body has never accommodated something that size.
Gripping the base of his shaft, he kneels on the bed and nudges my knees apart. His eyes flick up to mine, that usual liquid ocean now blue flame. “This is the part where I show you how good a man can make a woman feel.�
“Penny for your thoughts.� Kolton nudges my elbow, his brown eyes soft with compassion.
“Seems cheap, and we don’t have pennies anymore.� My heavy thoughts weigh more than the crown jewels.
"Poker players don’t lead with their hands open. They bluff once or twice, ensuring unpredictability, then they attack. This is my chance to go all in, all chips on the table, win big or fold. For Nico, I’ll risk everything."
"We’re not the same, Nico and me. We won’t always agree, and we might test each other’s limits, but if he kisses me like this and opens his heart, I’ll be his and his and his. And he’ll always be mine."
"Standing here, so close [to him], I can easily forget the nights I spent staring at my cell phone, plotting his demise. Dismemberment by captive killer whale was high on my list, a close second to pitching machine shots to the balls."
"I’m nothing but a moody troll."
Per quanto lui sia uno schianto, per quanto intenso sia stato il tempo passato insieme, non devo imboccare di nuovo quella strada. La mia famiglia mi ha dato una vita di delusioni, non mi occorre far soffrire oltre il mio cuore.
«Amnesia selettiva. Il sarcasmo è il mio tratto distintivo». Il suo sguardo scivola sui miei stivali. «Io ne ricordo altri». Per quanto non prolisso, al Bestione Sexy piacciono i motteggi. «Ah, sì?»
«Piccola, ho bisogno di baciarti». Un lieve sospiro le sfugge dalle labbra. «Limoni con tutte le potenziali clienti da detective privato?». Sempre impudente. «Solo con quelle con cui voglio uscire». «In tal caso, vediamo cosa sai fare».
A questo punto mi guarda, mi guarda sul serio, e i suoi occhi non sono mai stati così azzurri, accesi da una tale emozione che sono costretta a distogliere i miei. «Raven», mi dice, riportando la mia attenzione su di sé. Mi cinge il mento, sfiorandomi la guancia con il pollice. Un graffio o un callo mi gratta la pelle. «Ci sono appieno. Non vorrei essere da nessun’altra parte».
My "just right" isn't average. It's thick and long and hard. It's Thor's hammer big. It's attached to a tower of tattooed muscle, one I vowed never to acknowledge again.
"If you want me, tell me something real."
"There is darkness in all of us, but there is light, too. Yours still shines, Raven. How brightly is up to you."
I'm hungry for her. Starving. Like nothing I've ever felt.
My lips are nowhere near his, but his touch is like the first snowfall and running through puddles and falling into leaves.