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Fate has a way of changing a perfect plan.
Liam Jenkins hasn’t given up on the idea of marriage. However, he’s
closed his heart to his impulsive, force of nature, ex-fiancée. He’s
moved on. But Charlee Fenlon is kryptonite to his common sense,
and his resolve is no match for the explosive passion that still
brews between them.
Liam, the stable, overprotective, loving man is everything Charlee wants in
a husband. Yet, years ago she sacrificed
his love for her career and a shot at becoming the CEO of her
father’s company. But she’s still in love with Liam.
And when a twist of fate leads to a second chance, Charlee’s going
for broke to win him back.
**read as a standalone!**
Served him right. The way she’d been missing him had been just as much torture, and she was glad he’d been experiencing it, too. Heck, she was so elated, a happy dance on top of the counter in only her underwear seemed in order. But she wouldn’t. At least not today.
“Okay, now that we got that out in the open, let’s talk.”
He whipped his head around so fast it was a wonder it didn’t roll off of his neck.
“Are you kidding me? We just talked. I just talked.”
Charlee burst out laughing. She laughed even harder when he rolled his eyes and poured himself another cup of coffee. If it was left up to Liam, he’d probably never talk.
“Okay, okay, I’ll do the talking and you’ll listen, something you’re really good at anyway. But there’s just one thing.”
Just as he brought the mug up to his lips, Charlee took it from him and set it on the counter next to the stove. She tugged on the front of his shirt, and Liam lifted a questioning brow but allowed her to pull him closer. His dark, piercing eyes met hers.
They wanted the same thing.
Her body hummed with need and her nipples tightened at the burning desire illuminating in his eyes. When his gaze volleyed from her eyes to her mouth, Charlee couldn’t resist any longer. She raised up on tiptoe and gently pressed her lips to his, anxious to see if that spark that they once shared was still there.
A jolt of electricity raced over her skin and excitement pulsed through her veins as her senses leaped to life.
Yep, that spark is still there.
She might’ve started the kiss, but Liam quickly took over. One of his strong arms encircled her waist and he pulled her tight against his body while his other hand gripped the back of her neck. His tongue swept into her mouth with a soul-reaching urgency that had Charlee gripping the back of his shirt, holding on for dear life.
She wasn’t surprised by her own eager response. Each time she’d seen him, she’d wanted to kiss him, taste him, be reminded of how perfect his mouth felt against hers. She wanted to be locked in his arms again and finally, finally she was right where she wanted to be if only for a minute.
When the kiss ended, a whoosh of air burst from her lungs and Charlee steadied herself, trying to exude some level of coolness. She didn’t want him to see how much the kiss affected her.
The left corner of his juicy lips quirked up. “I wondered if you’d taste the same,” he said huskily.
“Well, did I?” she asked, her voice shakier than she would’ve preferred.
His gaze lowered to her mouth and settled there for a while before reaching her eyes again. “I think I need another sample before I can form an official answer.
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