Two Sides to Every Story (Love Spectrum Romance)
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Raphael Remeris is a Chicago policeman with a dark secret of childhood abuse. The abuse lead him to his vocation to protect the innocent.
Angela Reed is a free lance writer from a nearby Chicago Suburb. When her brother is arrested and found guilty of gang activity and locked away in Statesville Penitentiary Angela goes on a crusade to prove him innocent and to find the dirty cops her brother swears framed him. With time running out her brother is pressing her to increase her efforts and convince her to move into a rough Hispanic area of Chicago. Angela runs into officer Remeris again and again, her hatred of him fueling a battle for dominance. But she soon finds that Raphael fuels more than her anger. He's started a fire in her heart.
As Angela and Raphael work together to find evidence that will free Angela's brother Raphael wants to prove to Angela that there's always Two Sides To Every Story. . .
do have to finish the project I’m working on.” “I have two days off.” “I’m sorry, I really do have to work.” “There isn’t anything I can do to change your mind?” he asked, pulling her into his arms and running his tongue down the side of her neck, feeling the tremble that ran through her. Angela thought of her work, her brother, then she forgot thinking and gave in to the demands her body was making. She was leaning toward him, her arms automatically going up and around his neck to pull him
be Rafe’s being a cop that would bother them more than anything. “Listen, I thought you told me I was going to have a good time.” “You’re not enjoying this?” he said and blew on her neck, causing the hairs to rise and a tingle to slip down her spine. She grinned like a fool. What did he expect her to do in the lobby? He pulled on her hand and she followed, for once meekly, not complaining. He had a bad habit of turning her into mush with his touch. The scent of flowers filled her nostrils
you.” “It’s not myself I’m worried about. You’re a cop, Rafe; my brother is a con. He thinks I’m going to tell you something that will hurt him. My parents think the same thing. He even went so far as to take me off of his visitors list. You can’t promise me that if you found out information that would harm my brother you wouldn’t use it.” “How could you think I would hurt anyone that you loved?” “Rafe, I don’t want to talk about this now. You’re right, we’re in a Spanish restaurant, you
tossed her way. She saw doubt creep into his eyes, but he didn’t verbalize it. “I’ll be back,” she repeated and left. * * * Neither the sneer nor the overly long pat down bothered Angela. She had one goal in mind: to see if her brother had had anything to do with Rafe being shot. She spotted his cocky long-legged walk before he even reached her. He didn’t reach out to embrace her and she didn’t move toward him. This wasn’t a social visit. “So what do you want?” Adrian asked the moment they
when they touched. And he had no more of a desire to repeat it than she did. He’d thrown her license in the car thinking he’d relieved her mind and his. Now look what it had gotten him—written up. * * * For the next six weeks Raphael was engaged in his own private war. He was pissed and being pissed he’d chosen to ignore his commander’s orders to leave Angela Reed the hell alone. At least twice a week he would spot her car illegally parked and would ticket it. And at least twice a week she