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400 pages, Mass Market Paperback
First published September 30, 2014
Cara Connelly writes love stories with sizzle and sass. Her books have won several awards, including Romance Writers of America’s prestigious Golden Heart, Valley Forge Romance Writers’ Sheila, and Music City Romance Writers’ Melody of Love. Her bestselling, award-winning Save the Date series features sexy heroes, smart-mouthed heroines, funny situations, exotic locations, and steamy romance, not necessarily in that order.
Cara used to work as an attorney and law professor, but now she devotes all her time to romance. She lives in upstate New York with her husband Billy, their magical rescue dog Bella, and their overly affectionate cat Millie.
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Madeline St. Clair might be tiny enough to fit in his pocket, but she had the grit of a two-hundred pound cage fighter.
And with everything hanging on it, everything balanced on the head of a pin, he dipped his head, took her lips. He held back this time, chained the animal within, and kissed her softly, licking inside, nipping lightly at her swollen lips.
She lay perfectly still, clutching the blanket, rigid with tension. And he sank deeper, still gentle, but his tongue wanted inside. She let it stroke her, let it learn the shape of her teeth.
His hand came up to cup her cheek. His thumb grazed her jaw, touched the corner of her mouth. Then pushed inside.
Vicky: I promise to walk with you through the light and the dark, the good times and the bad.
Maddie: Unless there are zombies, then you're on your own.

She was driving him mad. He wanted to shake her. Berate her. And God help him, he wanted to fuck her.
"She's shrimpy, but she's got a fuckload of attitude."
"Maddie. Darling."
That brought her head around. "I told you not to darling me!" And he had the stripes across his cheek to prove it.
"I'd like to oblige," he said, "but you are darling to me." He pushed a hand through his hair. "I wish it wasn't so. You're the last woman I'd imagined feeling this way about."
