Title: Sweet Fate
(#2 of Dirty Sweet Series)
Author: Laurelin Paige
Genre: Contemporary Romance
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Dylan Locke knows that pining over the young ingenue Audrey Lind is pointless. He can’t offer her what she wants. He definitely can’t give her what she needs. Thank goodness she’s half a world away, and he doesn’t have to deal with his attraction head on.
But fate has other plans for him, and when Audrey once again lands in his path, it’s only too easy to fall back into their easy rhythm. And then their easy banter. And of course, each other’s arms.
He tells himself nothing has changed. She still wants forever, and he still thinks tomorrow is long enough. But watching her search isn’t as easy as he thought it would be, and now Dylan must figure out if he’s really the love Scrooge he professes to be or if he’s been Fate’s willing victim all along.
Excerpt . . .
I knew the kiss meant nothing, that it would lead nowhere, but it felt like being bathed in radiant light.
Like I was an imprisoned man in a dark prison cell who, for one brief moment, was allowed to step outside into the sunlight. I was completely present for it. Each brush of her lips, each touch of her tongue—I memorized it all, imprinted every second into my brain so that I’d have it forever. I might still have worn shackles with no hope of
freedom, but this moment mattered. It was real and divine, and I would cherish every last second of the stolen sunshine until my dying day.
I would’ve been content with only kissing, with just the shallow lifts and falls of her chest and frantic hands trying to caress and cling.
But Audrey had other ideas in mind, demonstrated by the quick work of her hands at my waist, unbuckling my belt, undoing my trousers, the slip of her hand inside the opening to stroke the outline of my very prominent erection.
“This,” she said between kisses. She pulled at the elastic waistband of my boxers and dipped her hand in to touch me directly.
I hissed at the feel of her soft hand against my hot skin.
“I want this,” she begged. “Can I have this?”
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