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FROM NEW YORK TIMES BESTSELLING AUTHOR OF THE BREATHLESS TRILOGY MAYA BANKS
He was a by-the-book cop who broke the rules in the bedroom...
Micah Hudson has painful secrets he's run hard from. He has new friends, a new life, but he's about to be confronted with the one person who reminds him of all he's tried to forget--Angelina, the sister of his oldest friend David. She knows everything about his past, including how he and David fell in love with the same woman, and how they decided the best way to prevent her from tearing them apart was to share her between them. But then a terrible accident left Micah alone...
She was willing to do anything to make him see the woman she'd become...
Micah lost the two people who meant the most in the world to him. Angelina lost her only family. And she kept her deepest secret close to her heart. Her love for Micah. No longer willing to wait, she decides it's time to go after him and bring him to his knees. She knows his secrets, his desires, his kinks and fetishes, and she'll use whatever it takes to reel him in. Behind the easygoing, loves women exterior lies a man with dark needs and passions. She can give him what he wants. But will he decide she's what he needs?
Hannah. Maybe now he was ready. Ready to let go. He had grieved long enough. She had grieved long enough. He rose, shoving his hands into his pockets. For a long moment he simply stood there as the early morning light grew a little brighter. Warmth flooded the place where Micah stood, and Angelina took it as a sign that it was time. “I love you,” she whispered, letting the wind carry her words away. When he finally turned and walked back toward his truck, she waited only long enough that she
want you driving. You’re just asking for trouble.” She smiled. “Am I?” He looked thoroughly confused. “Are you what?” “Gorgeous.” Micah swore and closed his eyes. “Why do you fight your attraction to me so hard?” “I am not attracted to you,” he muttered. “Liar,” she mocked. “You may not want to want me. But you do.” “Why are you doing this?” he demanded. “Don’t ask questions you don’t want the answer to, Micah.” He opened his mouth then snapped it shut again. He looked frustrated enough
that way.” Serena’s lips turned down into an unhappy frown. “Oh, Micah. I’m so sorry. What happened?” Micah shifted uncomfortably at the idea of spilling his guts for only the second time since Hannah died. In for a penny and all that crap. He’d already gone this far, and Damon would probably tell her later anyway. “David and Hannah died in a car accident.” Tears filled Serena’s eyes. “How awful for you to lose your best friend and the woman you loved at the same time.” “Everyone thought
away. His eyes were narrowed, the classic Damon annoyed expression, but he didn’t say anything further. He merely pinned Micah with an expectant stare and waited. “Well fucking what?” Damon made a move toward Angelina, and Micah pulled her back. The sheet slid down over her shoulders, but she held the ends tightly around her breasts. Her hair was pulled around and hung down one side, and Micah could see the marks—his marks—on her back, and the knot grew bigger in his gut. He yanked the sheet
this was the buildup to something bigger. She lay there in Chris’s arms, closed her eyes and gave herself to the mounting tension in her belly. He moaned, a regretful sound that told her he didn’t want to stop, but he pulled roughly away, leaving her as the others had done. She looked for Micah, but he wasn’t there. Wasn’t he next? Cole returned to her and stretched out on the pallet beside her on his back. He reached for her and coaxed her upward with gentle hands. “Straddle me, Angelina.