Angel Hatfield

“How had his life changed so much in one day?

He tipped his head to see her face. She’d changed everything.

She’d said tonight was just sex, but he’d had that countless times over his long existence. Enough to know what they’d just shared was something new.

And he suspected he’d never get enough.”
― Lisa Kessler, Magnolia Mystic

“Checking the address, he knocked on the door.

The door opened a crack. “We’re closed.”

He recognized those violet eyes. His throat went dry. “Oh. You again.”

Her eyes narrowed as she chuckled. “You must have women throwing themselves at you with lines like that. What are you doing here?”

“I came to see if Flynn Enterprises has made an offer to buy your property.” His gaze wandered against his better judgement. On his ship, she’d been wearing jeans and a t-shirt. Now her curves were covered by a quality replica of a pirate’s frock coat, complete with deck boots, a bandana covering her hair, and a single hoop earring. “Didn’t take you for a pirate earlier today.”

“You seriously came over here to talk to a stranger about private financial information, and then you have the balls to comment on her work attire?” She raised a brow.

“We’re hardly strangers.” He struggled to hold back a smile and offered his hand. “I don’t think I introduced myself earlier. I’m Colton. Colton Hayes.”

She looked at his hand and finally opened the door. “Skye Olson. And apparently I’m a glutton for punishment.”
― Lisa Kessler, Magnolia Mystic

“You’re the fairy tale I never believed existed.”
― Lisa Kessler, Sedona Surrender

“I sat on my stool and popped a lukewarm fry into my mouth, suddenly feeling very self-conscious, like the entire bar had just witnessed an intimate moment I’d never intended to share.”
― Lisa Kessler, Sedona Surrender