[COMPLETE] Brenton Tucker swept like a cool breeze into the long, stifled summer of Amelia's life. He was everything a hero should be-- all easy smiles, broad shoulders, and rakish good looks. Years of common sense left her when he invited her into his company, and she found herself tangled with him beneath virgin sheets. He worshiped her body, crooned sweet promises into her ear, and a dismal future forecast of drudgery and struggle lifted away at his words. He claimed her, stole her away from strangled city life, and rewrote her future in one glorious night of star-crossed lovemaking.
LP Tvorik isn’t exceptionally good at any one thing, but if they gave medals for trying she’d have… a ton of medals. In her short(ish) lifetime, Liz has been: a security guard, a bicycle delivery-person, a paid violinist, a cop, an Uber driver, and an aid worker. She does triathlons, rides a motorcycle, rock climbs, and bakes bread. She is a certified EMT, a licensed skydiver, and an accomplished cross-stitcher. She’s been drunk on horseback in the steppe and sober in a bar on St. Patty’s day. Maybe she’s a lousy writer and maybe she’s a good one. Regardless, every word she puts to paper carries the weight of her every misadventure. That’s got to count for something, right?