Everything was fine until Brian Rembrandt came back to town. Lindsay Foster was finally getting her life back together and planning a future with the ever-indulging Paul Webster. How dare Brian think he could waltz back into her life and pick up where they left off! But he does. And that’s a problem.
Because Brian is used to getting what he wants. So when Lindsay won’t come to him, he goes to her. But little do they know that the torrid night they share puts a lot more than Lindsay’s impending marriage in jeopardy. It alters the course of four lives forever.
Reader Alert! Lindsay’s stable of lovers could be counted on one hand, but Brian was by far the best of the bunch, she reminded herself as his cock met her soaking center. Caution! Makeup/reunion sex is white hot, especially when both parties have been celibate for a year!
To My Everybody loves a good, old-fashioned love triangle. I am no exception. We’ve all had that internal debate with the voices inside our head. The louder one tells us to go the safe route, take the long view. But what happens if we take a chance listen to the other one? Come with me and find out.
About the Martha O’Sullivan has loved reading romance novels for as long as she can remember. So much so she would sometimes continue the story in her head long after the last chapter was read! Writing her own novels is the fulfillment of a lifelong dream for this stay-at-home mom. She lives her own happy ending in Tampa, Florida with her husband and two daughters.
Excerpt “You missed your flight.” Lindsay’s hand froze on the door handle and after counting to five to collect herself, she replied neatly, “I left you a message.” “Your message thanked me for the flowers. It said nothing about the flight. Or the weekend.” The steel blue eyes staring back at her were as cold as the choppy gray peaks pummeling the shore. “I thought you understood. I couldn’t come.” “You said you’d think about it.” “And I did,” she attested, lifting her chin. “I decided it wasn’t a good idea.” “I disagree.” Brian braced his hands against the door jam, trapping her between his arms, and spoke in a low growl. “Do you know how hard it was for me to get a flight on a Friday afternoon in July?” She sucked a breath. “No.” “I had to buy my way on or wait until morning. Luckily, I found an entrepreneurial minded college kid who likes to drive.” Straddling her, he paused for a moment and then asked, “Do you know why I did that?” Lindsay merely gulped. “Because I was already at the airport,” he went on trenchantly. “And I couldn’t wait until tomorrow to do this.” Breath hitching, he crushed his lips to hers. They were white hot. Burning as intensely as the fire he’d stirred within her. Resistance glimmered, dulled, then dissipated in her mind. Instead her arms linked around his neck and she melted into the heat. He tasted rugged, felt rough, like the end of a long day. Their mouths collided, parted, rejoined, until they found that familiar crescendo and began the climb. The flame caught, flickered, combusted, as Brian’s tongue snarled with hers and his hands combed her back. And then a flare began to kindle in another chasm, deep within her. Even through the denim, Brian was rising to meet it, fill it. Rigid against her, he released her mouth and buried his face in her hair. “When I told you I wasn’t giving up so easily this time, I meant it.” He stepped out of her embrace and taking her hands in his, demanded, “Should I leave?” His eyes had softened to make room for his heart, she realized. And she could deny hers no longer. Throat swelling, she shook her head from side to side. The corners of Brian’s mouth curved, but his expression remained tight. “Then we need to get something straight. If I come in, I’m going to stay,” he informed her in a disturbingly reasonable voice. “And if I stay, I’m going to make love to
Martha O'Sullivan has loved reading romance novels for as long as she can remember. Writing her own books is the realization of a lifelong dream. She is a graduate of Illinois State University where she wrote for the school newspaper and was a member of Zeta Tau Alpha. She is also a former Acquisitions Editor at MacMillan Computer Publishing. Martha writes contemporary romances with heterosexual couples, a central love story and happily ever after endings set in Lake Tahoe. Her books, Second Chance, Chance Encounter, Last Chance, Christmas in Tahoe and new release Sierra Fall are available in print and digital formats at online retailers everywhere. A native Chicagoan, she lives her own happy ending in Florida with her husband and daughters.
Lindsay retreats to her family’s home on Lake Tahoe to find some quiet time and to prepare for her soon-to-be wedding to Paul Webster. But when she comes face to face with Brian, an old flame who has always been commitment-phobic, she feels the familiar attraction she’d always had for him. They share time and even spend a passionate night, despite Brian’s contention that he hasn’t changed his views on long-term relationships. So, Lindsay returns to San Francisco and continues her wedding preps.
Without Lindsay, Brian does some hard thinking. He goes after her, determined to make her see that he has indeed changed. But more than Brian’s feelings have changed. That night in Tahoe has repercussions. And so do the roads in the foggy San Francisco area.
A good romance, easy to read and with good conflict. I enjoyed Second Chance. Recommended!
This was an excellent book! It was hot and had a great story line. The characters were well developed and you could feel for all of them as they were caught up in this romance. Can't wait for O'Sullivan's next book! Will buy it for sure!
Loved this story and the rich, developed characters. Excellent setting description. I really felt like I could see and feel through the eyes of Lindsay. Can't wait to continue this love story in the next book!
I really wanted to enjoy this story but I was never able to fully connect to it or develop any empathy for the characters. It felt like this book was in the middle of the series instead of the beginning.