beauty & the beast with alligators
Rick is an old-school traditional alpha hero. He’s dark,
brooding, passionate but out of touch with his emotions. Amber is just as tough
as her man, but in her own way. Her faith is as deep as her love and her
determination is strong enough for them both.
Bringing this story back to readers gave me an opportunity
to reflect on what has, and hasn’t, changed in the world of ultra-sexy
romances.
Curious? Excerpt below.
Eight months without him and now there he was.
“I want to stop thinking about you. I want to forget what we
had.”
He lifted one eyebrow and kept his unwavering gaze focused
on her
“Why?”
“So I can be happy.”
“You were happy with me.”
“I need more than what we had. I need everything. I need a
man who’s going to love me, take care of me. Let me take care of him.” She
winced at the desperation in her voice. Was she trying to convince him? Or
herself?
“But you want me,” he said, then took another drink of the
beer.
“It’s just sex, Rick. That’s all it ever was and it’s not
enough.”
Even though it was true Amber regretted the words. Spoken
out loud they made her feel cheap and used. But she had to stop fooling
herself, had to stop letting him make a fool of her. From beginning, he’d made
it clear he didn’t want anything more than a physical relationship.
“What do you have to tell me?” she asked over her shoulder.
Silence.
Then the floorboards squeaked. When he stopped right behind
her, she heard him swallow before he spoke.
“I already told you. I know why you came.”
That had been a bluff. He’d been ready to tell her something
else. “Go ahead, Rick, tell me.” She watched a tiny green lizard scurry across
the railing and then added softly, “Or are you afraid?”
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