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261 pages, Kindle Edition
First published May 10, 2014






"She wasn't finished chasing her dream, and the longer she started, the more she had to put it on hold."
"The wine in her lips, the music floating off her tongue took hold of him like he was a man gone crazy."
"When you're in love, every divine second feels fleeing as you rush to scramble the sands back into the hourglass uselessly trying to pause the moments, the love, the rush that overtakes your body and soul."
"How could she tell what was right and true anymore when the compass she had had been smashed into a million tiny pieces?"
Haven sat on the end of the couch, keeping a pillow’s distance between them. It was hard to ignore how the closeness of the camper brought them into each other’s space. It immediately felt more intimate.
In this case, intimate was welcome. All day she felt like they had been gradually moving closer to this moment. She felt all the thrills of recklessness tingling under her skin, but talking with Jay didn’t feel dangerous or rash. It felt right, as if they already knew each other. Maybe that was the soothing feeling he cast over—a familiarity with someone you don’t even know that comes from an unexplainable place.
She groaned as he pushed her thin shirt up, and his fingers slid under the lacy edge of her bra. She had seen bedroom eyes before, but the look he gave her made her legs feel shaky. These were I’m-taking-you-up-against-the-wall eyes. If he didn’t keep her pressed against the wall, she would fall into a heap on the floor. His lips were firm against her neck as he trailed along her collarbone.
“Tell me,” he growled.
She knew what he wanted to hear, but she just wanted him to do it. Make her feel alive, consume every part of her.
He pinned her wrists above her head, slamming them against the wall. “Tell me, what you want me to do.” His other hand rolled over her nipple, and she bowed from the wall, wanting to absorb the intensity.
“Take me,” she breathed in her ear.
“Here?” He pressed his waist against her, and she could feel his want for her. She loved it.
“Yes.” She nodded. “Right here.” Was that her sexy and seductive voice, begging him to fuck her against the wall?
“I want you so much.” He groaned as if she was the one torturing him, not the other way around.