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The gripping, steamy follow up to the bestselling forbidden romance, Wanting Mr. Cane... KANDY I was left broken, my heart beating a little bit harder in order to survive. I'd tried picking up the pieces, but when it came to Cane, it was hard to let go. The way we touched was special and we promised to never forget one another. I had him right in the palm of my hand--thought everything was perfect--but in the blink of an eye, he was gone, leaving me with no choice but to pretend that what we had never existed. CANE She was off-limits to me, but I pushed the boundaries anyway. Now, I was stuck between a rock and a hard place, my career slowly but surely slipping out of my grasp, and ghosts from my past returning to make things much more complicated. My love life had never meant so much to me until I met Kandy. After being knocked down and left stranded, any sane man would have stayed far away, but I wasn't sane--not by a long shot. I knew reality was harsh, and the universe had all the odds stacked against us. Despite it all, nothing was going stop me from making her mine again. And if someone tried, they were going to have to go over my dead body first.1 pages, Audio CD
First published July 12, 2018









“You are mine. Always will be. No matter the situation, no matter how fucked up life gets. Mine.”
”When you’re with someone you love, they are your escape from the madness of the real world.”
When love hits you, it doesn’t care about age or color or even if it’ll hurt. Love is fucked up, man. But it’s real.
“Dad. Back. Off.” I forced him back some
more and he lowered his eyes to mine.
“I want you home, Kandy. Tonight. I mean it,”
he snarled.
“And I’ll come home, as long as you promise
not to hurt Cane.”
Dad’s seething settled a bit. His eyes flickered
over to Cane’s before dropping again. “Fine. But if
he’s not there tomorrow, he stays away. I mean it.”
“Fine.”
Dad grunted, jerking himself away.
“I’m going back with him to get my suitcase
and I’ll have him drop me off.”
“I mean it,” Dad repeated, pointing a finger at
Cane. “You don’t show and I will fucking ruin you.
She claims you love her so much? Well, tomorrow
you’re going to fucking prove it to me.”

