Wednesday, June 20, 2018

Meet the Characters – An Interview with Mason Harding from “Arresting Mason” by Amber Daulton


Once you’re in a prison gang, you’re in it for life. That’s what Mason Harding thought until the boss accepted his resignation. After the State releases him on parole, a sexy divorcée behind the wheel of a car almost ends his life quicker than a shank. His chance encounter with Mia Eddison results in a night of passion, but her brother—his parole officer—catches them together and doesn’t approve.

Mia falls hard for the cocky ex-con, but not because of his chiseled body. She vows to break through his walls and discover his secrets, but never expects those secrets to threaten her life.
When members of an organized crime ring kidnap Mia to force Mason’s return to the gang, he goes up against an old friend to save the woman he loves. Will his sacrifice be enough or will everything fall apart in a blaze of gunfire?


Today we’re talking to Mason Harding from “Arresting Mason: Arresting Onyx (book 1),” by Amber Daulton. Let’s get started. I’m sure our readers are eager to learn more about you.

What is your relationship status?
I’m happily engaged. I didn’t mean to ask Mia to marry me, especially since I hadn’t bought the ring yet, but the question just slipped right out. I couldn’t take it back, and I really didn’t want to. I needed to confess what I felt in my heart, and when she said yes, damn. I still can’t get over the overwhelming relief that surged me. I love her so much.

When you look in the mirror, what do you see?
A man who has made a ton of mistakes. Most people think I’m cocky and arrogant, which I am, but only the people who really know me can see the vulnerable man beneath the façade. Sometimes, I just can’t escape the regret I see in my eyes and in the fine lines on my face.

What is people’s first impression of you?
Women want me. They see the tattoos and my chiseled abs, and they flirt like they’re in heat. Before I met Mia, I definitely encouraged their behavior.
Men think I’m no good. I guess they could be right on that, but I try hard each day not to revert into the prick I used to be. I want to be a good person, but I don’t always come off as one when I first meet someone.

What is your best memory to date?
Nearly getting hit by a car. No really, I’m serious. That’s when I first met Mia. She’d nearly rammed my legs with her vehicle, and after I calmed the frantic woman down, I asked her to dinner. We probably never would’ve met without that little incident.

What are you most afraid of?
My past coming back to haunt me. Again. Mia and I have already survived a few throw downs with some old friends of mine, and I never want her in that type of situation again.

Now on to something lighter, what is your favorite drink?
Whiskey. I love that damn drink, but I haven’t tasted a drop of alcohol in over ten yeas. It’s like a drug to me, it makes me stupid and dangerous, and it’s my choice to stay sober.

What would you most like to forget?
The first time I spoke to my brother, Alan, while I was behind bars. The anger and tears in his eyes had ripped through me, and I will never forgive myself for the crap I’d put him through.

If you could go back in time, what one thing would you change in your life?
The reason why I ended up in prison. I never would’ve robbed that liquor store. Even when I did it, I knew it was wrong, but that didn’t stop me. I was nothing but a fool, and I’ve learned a very hard lesson from that mistake.

Are you close to family?
I suppose so. My brother and nephew are great, and I love them to death. I haven’t talked with my dad in years, but I’ve started talking with my mom. Maybe, it time, Mom and I will work out our differences, but I’m not holding my breath.

Do you see morality as black-and-white, or with shades of gray?
A bunch of gray, believe me. I’ve done too much crap to be one of those snobby people who doesn’t realize life isn’t perfect and you can’t wrap everything up in a neat little box.

Do you care about what others assume about you?
Not really, except for Mia and Alan. Their opinions mean a great deal to me.

If someone from your past showed up, who would you most NOT want it to be, and why?
There are tons of people I don’t ever want to see again, but I suppose my boss while in prison would be at the top of that list. I respect the hell out of Oskar Udell, and I will always think of him as a friend, but that part of my life is over. If I would see him again, I would feel obligated to do his bidding, especially after all he’s done for me. I couldn’t say no, and then I would have to deal with Mia’s fury. Her being mad is a sexy sight, but I don’t like hurting her. Anyway, Oskar is serving life in the slammer, so it’s highly unlikely he’ll ever show up on my doorstep.

Who in your life has the power to hurt you the most and why?
Mia is my everything. If she would ever leave me, I don’t know what I’d do. I need her like I need the air to breathe. Yeah, that sounds sappy, but I can’t help it. She completes me.

What is your most prized possession?
Mia will probably slap me when she finds out I told you this, but I gotta say her. Mia Eddison is my most prized possession, and I’m not ashamed to admit it. I would do anything to keep her safe, and I mean anything. She knows that, and she knows the hell I’ve been through, so I think she’ll understand why I said this about her.

Are you a morning person or a night owl?
Morning person. I wake up at the crack of dawn, exercise, shower, and start my day. I don’t see a point in staying up late—unless I’m rolling with Mia in between the sheets—and I wake early because I’m grateful to be alive, and I just wanna start my day.

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Friday, June 15, 2018

First Kiss Friday – An Excerpt from “The Thin Person Inside” by Rochelle Weber


Today on First Kiss Friday, we welcome romance author, Rochelle Weber, and an excerpt from her Contemporary Romance, “The Thin Person Inside.”


Kristen Jensen, a Navy veteran, is at the end of her rope. She weighs almost three hundred pounds, and she’s becoming a cripple. Desperate for help, she asks her VA therapist if she can go into treatment with the addicts and the alcoholics. In treatment, Kristen meets Sean Wesley. She melts when she sees his black hair, blue eyes and perfect body, and assumes the only reason he’s speaking to her is that she’s the only other person in the room. She has no clue, at first, who he really is, or what a rock star could ever see in her.

Sean thinks it’s tragic that a pretty girl is trapped inside such a huge body, and when she shares her story, he’s impressed by her openness and honesty. She’s the bravest person he’s ever met, sitting with her fruit and salad surrounded by people eating the day-old pastry donated by the local bakery. He finds himself drawn to her, but she’s had decades to build her layers of defense.

First Kiss Excerpt

It started as a tentative kiss. She had only ever let him kiss her in a friendly way, and now he was maimed, missing an arm. Still, she opened her lips and met his tongue. She tasted of diet cola and he chuckled inwardly as he deepened the kiss. He felt his groin harden. At least that still worked… Hey, wait— He felt his groin harden!

“Not yet, Sean.”

“Why not? I thought you said my arm and paralysis didn’t matter.”

“It doesn’t.”

“Then what is it?”

“We don’t have our year of abstinence or sobriety yet, Sean.”

“What?”

“We can’t yet. We don’t have our full year.”

“Well, we have something else to celebrate. I have a raging hard-on.” He was grinning from ear to ear.

“I’m sorry, Sean. I don’t mean to be a tease.”

She wasn’t getting it. In fact, she looked truly woebegone.

“It’s so hard, it hurts!”

“Really, Sean. We can’t. Not yet.”

“Kristen, it HURTS! Below my WAIST, it HURTS!” He tried to wiggle his toes, and they moved. “Look! My toes!”

“Oh, my Goddess! Sean! Oh, Sean! Oh my God, Oh my God, Oh my God!”


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Wednesday, June 13, 2018

Meet the Characters – An Interview with Heath Barrow from “Civil Hearts (A Haunted Voices Novel)” by Claire Gem



A widow with no family, web designer Liv Larson yearns for big change. After all, she can work from anywhere, right? Why not throw a dart at the map? She heads out of the big city for the rural South and falls in love as soon as she arrives—with the Belle Bride, an abandoned antebellum mansion.

Heath Barrow loves his country life, managing his antiques store in sleepy Camellia. But he’s lonely, and his condition—epilepsy—makes life uncertain. It’s already cost him a marriage. A new medication and the new girl in town have his heart hopeful again.

Sparks fly between Heath and Liv. But his first seizure sends Liv into a tailspin. Its mimics those her husband suffered before he died . . .

To make matters worse, Liv discovers she’s not living alone. Her challenge? Dealing with a Confederate soldier, one who clearly resents his Yankee roommate—even though he’s been dead for over a hundred and fifty years.


Claire Gem met with Heath Barrow in his store, Heath’s Heirlooms, to get to know him better. Heath lives and works in sleepy Camellia, Alabama. He is divorced and is quite a looker—sexy brown curls and chocolate eyes.

Claire: Thanks for allowing this time with me today, Heath. This is quite a store you have here! Looks like you have a little bit of everything.

Heath: Yes, I guess I do. I was bitten by the antiques bug when I was a kid, when my dad hauled my sister and I around to every auction within two hundred miles. It was just the natural thing to do when I graduated with my marketing degree to sell the things I knew the most about. I sell reproduction furniture too.

Claire: Did your sister stay in the business too?

Heath: She did. Cynthia manages my warehouse in Birmingham, and I rent her a little shop in the front to sell her vintage glassware and jewelry.

Claire: Vintage jewelry, huh? What kind?

Heath: Oh, she’s obsessed with the Victorian era. There’s something called “mourning jewelry” that she collects and sells, but personally, the stuff gives me the creeps.

Claire: Why’s that?

Heath: It’s made with the hair from dead people. Seriously! Sometimes it’s woven into intricate lace-sort of stuff, and other times it’s encased behind glass, like in a frame. (He closes his eyes and shudders). Morbid.

Claire: I’ve never heard of anything like that. I think it would give me the creeps too.

Heath: Yeah, well, a lot of people are fascinated by it. Like this new girl in town—the one who bought the old Belle Bride? She went into Cynthia’s shop yesterday and bought a brooch with two different kinds of hair in it. Two different dead people.

Claire: The Belle Bride . . . I’ve heard rumors about that place. What’s the deal?

Heath: It’s been mostly empty as long as I can remember. People buy it but leave within the first year. Nobody has ever stayed around long enough to fix it up. The last family restored the little barn out back but never even moved in.

Claire: You think it’s haunted?

Heath (shaking his head): I’m not one to believe in all that. I think it’s just a really big project sitting out in the middle of nowhere. People’s imaginations run away with them.

Claire: This new girl, what’s she like?

Heath (sliding his eyes off to the side and heaving a big sigh): Darn pretty. But I doubt she’ll last long out here in the boondocks. She’s a city girl, from New York.

Claire: What’s she doing here?

Heath: Damn if I know. She got it in her head she wants a new start, one completely different from the life she had. Not sure why. I’m going to try to get to know her better, though . . .
Claire (with a wink): Love interest, maybe?

Heath: I doubt it. Like I said, she’s a city girl. I don’t do well with those.

Claire: Why do you say that?

Heath: I was married once, to a local girl. But she’d spent her college years in Atlanta, and the city bug had bitten her. It didn’t take too long before she realized that Camellia wasn’t her thing. Or me.

Claire: I’m sorry to hear that, Heath.

Heath (running his fingers through his curls): Yeah, well, that wasn’t the only thing. I have a . . . condition. I’m epileptic. I’m on medication, but I still get a seizure every now and then. I had one at a most inopportune time for my ex—right in the middle of her big dinner party. That was the final straw that snapped our marriage, I think.

Claire: That’s terrible. I would think, if she truly loved you, she would have been more understanding.

Heath: She wasn’t, so I guess she didn’t. (He shrugs) I guess I’m sentenced to a life lived alone.

Claire: Maybe this city girl . . . what’s her name? Maybe she will be different.

Heath: Olivia Larson. Says to call her Liv. I hate to get my hopes up about her, but it’s really hard not to. She really got to me, right from the minute she first walked into my shop. (He stands and extends his hand) I’m headed out to an auction now, Claire. But it was really nice meeting you. And good luck with the book.

Claire: Same here, Heath. And best of luck getting to know Liv Larson. I can’t wait to see what happens between you two.


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Friday, June 8, 2018

First Kiss Friday – An Excerpt from “Three Authors: Poison Pen” by Val Tobin


 Today on First Kiss Friday, we welcome romance author, Val Tobin, and an excerpt from her Romantic Suspense, “Poison Pen.” Last time Val shared the first kiss between Jacob and Robin. This kiss is between Beth and Andrew.


This excerpt must be kept short and sweet to avoid spoilers. Beth and Andrew have a complicated relationship and have danced around their attraction to each other for a long time. After much difficulty, they finally admit their feelings and share a kiss.








First Kiss Excerpt

… His mouth dipped to hers and he kissed her, a deep, soul-satisfying kiss. Her head spun, and she lost all thought but that she wanted this moment to last forever. When he raised his head, he locked his gaze on hers. “I’ve wanted to do that since the last time I saw you.”
Beth wanted to do that every time she thought about him. In a soft voice, she said, “Me too.”
“There’s something else.” Andrew stroked his fingers through her hair, sending shivers down her spine. “I want us to be a couple. Exclusive. What do you say?”
Self-conscious, she glanced over at MJ’s table. Empty. Grateful to MJ for giving them privacy, Beth returned her attention to Andrew.
“I’d like that,” she whispered, but she stifled a yawn. Damn.
“Do I make you nervous?” He drew her closer and rested her cheek on his chest. His kiss fluttered on the top of her head.
“Sometimes,” she admitted…

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Wednesday, June 6, 2018

Meet the Characters – An Interview with Caelan MacKenzie from “Claiming the Highlander” by Mageela Troche


First came marriage...will love come next? 

As children, stoic Caelan MacKenzie married feisty Brenna Grant for a parcel of land and an Earldom. Then the child bride and groom went their separation ways.

Years later, Caelan is the feared Viking Highlander, a great warrior. His father lies on his death bed and now Caelan must return home to take his place as the Chief of Clan MacKenzie. Time has come for him to face his past and the secret he has carried. Some believe him unworthy to lead.

All but his wife—Brenna knows the true man that he is from the letters they had been exchanging since childhood. Now at Castle MacKenzie anticipates her husband's return.  Brenna must use her influence to protect the Grant clan or have her life destroy. And that she refuses to happen.

From the Scottish Highland shores to the rugged glens, the alpha male and his brave heroine must battle against outside forces to save their wedded life even as they succumb to their sensual desire.

Can they save all they hold dear including their growing love? Or will they be defeat and betrayed?


Today we’re talking to Caelan MacKenzie from “Claiming the Highlander,” by Mageela Troche. Let’s get started. I’m sure our readers are eager to learn more about you.


What is your relationship status?
I am married Brenna Grant at seven by order of King Alexander of Scotland. Brenna brought a nice parcel of land and the Earldom of Wester Ross.

What is people’s first impression of you?
Most people are afraid of me. I am called the Viking Highlander. Whispers are told of me coming for the evil at night and exacting justice. That makes me happy.

Name three of your favorite things.
Swimming at night that helps me wash away the day, my horse and teasing my little sister.

Name three things that tick you off.
The three members of my father’s council. Each one of those men frustrate me.

What are you most afraid of?
That I will not live up to my father’s legacy as I lead Clan MacKenzie.

What was your first impression of Brenna?
At the wedding, I remember being proud of Brenna. She was fighting her nurse because she wanted a tart. When I saw as adult, she shocked me. She was beautiful and determined. I saw it in her eyes. That was a good thing for me.

What would you most like to forget?
Nothing. The good and bad have made me strong.

If you could go back in time, what one thing would you change in your life?
A secret that I have run from. Now I’m facing it.

Are you close to family?
Very. I’m a Highlander—family and clan are everything.

Do you care about what others assume about you?
It depends upon the person. But mostly nay. (He shrugs)

Are you a morning person or a night owl?
I like the nights with my wife. (He smiles.)

What kinds of things do you always carry?
My dirk and sword and food.


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Saturday, June 2, 2018

NEW RELEASE From Seelie Kay - KINKY BRIEFS, CINQUE


Release date:  6/1/18

Take a kinky romp through Lawyerland, where erotic encounters, sizzling partnerships, and euphoric flights of fantasy consume lawyers in love! 

A young lawyer’s wicked pen unleashes erotic flights of fantasy, spinning tales of a sensual Sheikh and his lawyer wife who battle terrorism despite a price on their heads, a former rocker turned lawyer faced with a life-altering decision, a law school ménage a trois gone wrong, and a criminal defense attorney whose practice tips into the paranormal. The naughty yarns continue with a medieval adventure, a secret agent’s obsession with a law professor, a Lady turned lawyer fighting to regain her footing after a profound loss, a law student who strips to fund her studies, a fledging lawyer questioning a sexy deal with the devil, and a kinky lawyer fighting a chronic illness. This scintillating collection of ten sizzling short stories will make you laugh, they’ll make you cry, and yes, they’ll even make you blush, but in the end, you’ll run out and buy a set of handcuffs. Because you’re going to want to experience at least one of these hot little fantasies!



Excerpt:
(From Chapter Nine: Marrying the Devil)

Sometimes you make a deal with the devil and you like it. Especially when that devil is an exquisitely handsome mass torts lawyer who holds the keys to the kingdom—to Lawyerland, that is. Sure, we all like to fantasize about that perfect love and overwhelming attraction, but the reality is, when possible career advancement is thrown into the mix, that devil’s deal becomes almost irresistible. Until you meet his mother, Momzilla by any other name. When she-who-shall-not-be-named starts bulldozing her way into your life, suddenly that deal fills you with dread and your only option may be to flee. The question is, will the devil follow?

* * * *

Laura threw her phone across Carmen’s living room, narrowly missing his head. He snagged it with his right hand, then frowned at her. “What the hell? Who was that on the phone?”

“It was the Women’s Club, confirming the date for my wedding shower. Three days before finals. I told your mother that I wanted the shower after finals and graduation. She just won’t listen. None of your sisters work, so everyone in your family thinks my legal career is a joke. Your mother even told me, once we have children, I would be staying home. Your mother has no respect for me or my aspirations. I am sick of it.” Laura threw up her hands, frustrated. “I don’t have time for this shit. Your mother has turned into some sort of wicked witch. This is becoming her wedding, not mine. Dammit, if I can’t have the wedding I want, then what’s the point?” Laura pulled the engagement ring off of her finger and handed it to Carmen. “I’m sorry. I want to marry you, I do, but I can’t do it her way.” She began to button her coat.

Carmen rushed to Laura and pulled her into his arms. “I’m sorry.” He nuzzled her neck. “I know my mom is a handful. Tell me what to do and I’ll get it done. Please. You know I love you and I will do anything for you. How do I make this right? Canceling the wedding is not an option.”

Laura pulled away and looked up into his dark brown eyes. “Let’s elope.”

“What? My mother will have a stroke.”

“This isn’t about your mother. This is about us. You and me. This is about what we want. I will marry you today if you want. Let’s just go to City Hall. Your mother can knock herself out planning a reception after graduation. And my mother can do her thing as well. All I know is that I am done. You want to marry me? Take me somewhere and marry me. Your mother has me so stressed out I can barely function. Otherwise, I walk…”



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Amazon: available 6/15

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About Seelie Kay
Seelie Kay writes about lawyers in love, with a dash of kink.

Writing under a nom de plume, the former lawyer and journalist draws her stories from more than 30 years in the legal world. Seelie’s wicked pen has resulted in seven works of fiction, including Kinky Briefs, Kinky Briefs, Too, The Garage Dweller, Kinky Briefs, Thrice, A Touchdown to Remember, and Kinky Briefs, Quatro, as well as the romance anthology, Pieces of Us.

When not spinning her kinky tales, Seelie ghostwrites nonfiction for lawyers and other professionals. Currently she resides in a bucolic exurb outside Milwaukee, WI, where she shares a home with her son and enjoys opera, the Green Bay Packers, gourmet cooking, organic gardening, and an occasional bottle of red wine.

Seelie is an MS warrior and ruthlessly battles the disease on a daily basis. Her message to those diagnosed with MS: Never give up. You define MS, it does not define you!

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Friday, June 1, 2018

First Kiss Friday – An Excerpt from “My Texas Heart” by Bonnie Phelps


Today on First Kiss Friday I’m featuring my new release with an excerpt from my Contemporary Romance, “My Texas Heart: The Texas Kincaids Book 3.”


5 Stars: This author has a way of painting beautiful word pictures and creating realistic, endearing characters. You won’t be disappointed with her work. Amazon Reviewer

Divorced from one woman who put her career ahead of everything – including their young son, Chad – Josh Kincaid isn’t about to make that same mistake twice. If he ever falls in love again, it’s going to be with a woman who puts family first. Chad is the most important thing in Josh’s life and he’ll do whatever it takes to be an active part of his life. But his ex has other plans and painfully shy Josh has to step up and fight for his son.

Feisty and driven, Fiona Reilly has plans. She left home to break away from the expectations that she marry and stay home to raise a passel of children. Nothing wrong with that life – it’s just not for her. Instead, she’s going to make something of herself and build a business to be reckoned with. In no hurry to fall in love, Josh and his adorable son capture her heart, forcing her to choose between her dreams and building the home she didn’t know she wanted.

Love has a way of messing up even the best of intentions… 


First Kiss Excerpt

She nodded and they both stood. He lifted her coat from the back of her chair and helped her into it. The creamy length of neck tempted him to place his lips there, and he wanted to bury his nose in the fresh, fruity scent of her hair.
Instead he shoved his hands in his pockets, but she twined her arm through his as they walked back to the company parking lot. His motorcycle was parked along the edge of the lot and a piece of paper taped to his handlebar caught his eye. He pulled it off and held it up to the streetlight to read. “What the hell?”
“Josh, what’s wrong?” Fiona placed a hand on his arm and peered around him to see the note.
“Cindy’s accusing me of forgetting to pick up Chad today.” He rubbed a hand across his forehead to work out the pressure building there. He may not be the best dad in the world, but he’d been making a concerted effort to do better. He hadn’t been late picking Chad up in months. “That’s not true.” He paused and looked at her. “Today’s Thursday, right?”
“All day.”
“Our agreement is that I pick him up on Mondays, Wednesdays, and the Fridays when it’s my weekend to have him—unless she asks me to fill in for her. Didn’t hear a word from her today. No call. No email. No text.” He shoved the note at Fiona. “Can you believe this?” He couldn’t stand still while she read it. He had to move.
Asshole. You were supposed to pick up Chad. I got a call from daycare and had to leave an important meeting to go get him. Cindy.
Fiona handed the note back to him, and he started to crumple it.
“No, wait,” she said. “You might need that in court.” She took it from him and smoothed it between her hands. “You should date it, and I’ll witness it.”
“Good idea.” The thought of saying something bad about his wife in court clawed at his gut, but he’d do whatever he had to for Chad’s sake. He believed that staying in Texas where he would be surrounded by family was in his son’s best interest. After Fiona signed it, he folded the note and put it in his pocket. He took her hand. “Which way to your car?”
“This way.” She walked him over to a fairly new, ruby-red subcompact.
“Red and very tiny.” His knees would be up around his ears. “Aren’t you afraid some trucker will turn you into a crushed mass of metal in that thing?”
“No more than you riding that.” She motioned toward his motorcycle then shrugged and smiled. “It was affordable, kind of cute, and gets good gas mileage. If I had tons of money, it wouldn’t be my dream car, but it’ll do.”
He leaned against the fender. “What is your dream car?” He expected her to name some luxury brand like Cindy had lusted after.
“Honest?” She held up two fingers in a scout pledge. “I’ve always wanted a Mustang convertible. Power under the hood and the breeze rushing past my face. I’d wear a scarf and sunglasses like a movie star.”
“I can picture that.” He turned her toward him hands on her arms. Kissing her hadn’t been part of his plan, but one sweet kiss couldn’t hurt. With other women, this first date parting was always an awkward moment. Kissing Fiona felt natural.
Cupping her upturned face in his palms, he lowered his lips to hers. Her hands rested on his chest and her hair floated softly against his neck. This simple kiss held the promise of lazy summer days and a lifetime of hot, sexy nights. He wanted to draw her in and devour her. Take everything he sensed she had to offer. Swallow her gregariousness until it became a part of him as well.
Her mouth opened, welcoming him and he swept his tongue along hers tasting the remnants of the light, sweet rum she’d sipped. He angled his head, deepening the kiss and diving into the lush pool of heaven that was Fiona. In her embrace, he wasn’t shy—he could conquer the world. Slowly he pulled away, running his tongue over his lips to taste her once more. He gazed into her eyes and felt her sigh brush his cheek.
“Thank you for being with me tonight. You saved me from going home and stewing and worrying and beating myself up.” His knuckles trailed down her cheek.
“You’re welcome. I’ll text you my address and see you tomorrow night.” 
Seeing her again might not be smart. He’d need to protect his heart until he knew whether Fiona put business success above all else. No way would he make the same mistake twice. One woman he hadn’t been good enough for was plenty for one lifetime.

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