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308 pages, ebook
First published February 17, 2018

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"You're Puerto Rican."
"American- I was born here. Half Cuban, if that's what you're asking..."
"Right," he said, like it's the same thing.
"Is that a problem?"
His face lit up with another sly grin. "Hell no. I like seasonin' on my white meat."





"Kiss me back...please kiss me back".



Broken heart is nothing compared to the loss of him. That loss is one I may never recover from.
Growing in love with Dane Wylder is the single most important thing I've done in my life.


“No ink, huh?” I casually ask.
“Nope.” He leans a muscular arm against the doorframe.
If that’s not an invitation for me to role my eyes, I don’t know what is. “I thought all you guys had some these days.”
“First off, darlin’, you don’t desecrate a work of art with graffiti …”
“But I want a kid … a son, hopefully, to share with him what I have with my dad.”~ Dane
“Thank you.”~Stella
“For what?”
He exhaled deeply. “For being so cool.”
For being so cool? What does that even mean? What the hell does that mean? And why do I feel it in my chest?