Title: Captured in Ink
(#4.5 of Montgomery Ink: Boulder)
Author: Carrie Ann Ryan
Genre: Contemporary Romance, Menage
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Julia and Ronin know their relationship is solid. They’ve been through hell and back, but their love has stayed true through it all. When Ronin’s ex, Kincaid, comes back to town, however, the two realize what they might be missing.
Kincaid didn’t mean to leave Ronin behind all those years ago. When tragedy struck not once, but twice, bringing with it the heat of horror, he couldn’t face the past he’d left behind. Now, he’s back and doesn’t know how he fits in with the seemingly perfect couple—especially not when their families will apparently stop at nothing to keep them apart.
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Excerpt . . .
“Kincaid?” the woman in front of me asked, her voice soft. “It’s good to finally meet you,” she said, although her voice was devoid of emotion. I didn’t know if she was lying or not.
I rolled my shoulders back. “I’m sorry for disturbing you so late. I just got into town. I’ll let you be. Sorry about this.” I turned to walk away, to let the pain ease ever so slightly even though I knew it never would, but a small hand grabbed my arm—the strength of the grip surprising me. I looked down at that diamond ring that had been put on her finger by the man I once loved. The man I still loved? I wasn’t sure.
“Come inside. Please.”
“I don’t think that would be a good idea,” I said.
Ronin didn’t say anything. And, somehow, that hurt worse than him yelling at me and throwing me out. But I would deserve it if he did. I deserved all of it.
“I’m Julia. Please, come inside. It’s late and getting a bit chilly. You don’t even have a coat on.”
“I’m fine,” I said.
“Please. You don’t want me to get mean.” Her eyes twinkled as I peered at her face.
This was the woman Ronin had married, and I liked her. She was firm, smiled, and looked like she would take no shit—the perfect partner for Ronin. She was so different from Alexis. I could already tell that, and maybe that was a good thing. She likely wouldn’t run away when things got tough.
Though I had no idea how I could tell that from a single touch, a momentary glance.
“Come on. Ronin and I were just cleaning up after dinner.”
That’s when I finally noticed the swollen lips—the tousled hair.
Oh, they had definitely been doing something after dinner, but it wasn’t cleaning up.
Jealousy slashed at me, but I pushed it away.
I deserved this, and so much more.
Finally, I looked at Ronin again, saw the longing mixed with anger in his gaze, and knew I couldn’t just leave. I would after, but I couldn’t hurt this woman, not when I knew if I walked away, I would only leave ashes in my wake for her to deal with. And neither of them deserved that.
“Okay, just for a moment.”
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