Genre: Contemporary Romance
Author: Prescott Lane
Publisher:
Pages: 283
Language: English
Format: eBook
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Emory faces life’s challenges at the one place that never failed her, the ballet barre. But even the barre can’t steady her when fate brings her face-to-face with her old college flame, Mason, who’s hoping to return to the NFL after a career-threatening injury. Before they can surrender to their sexual desires and find salvation in each other’s arms, they need to come to terms with their past. Mason must confront the demons that have set him on a path of self-destruction, while Emory must decide whether to keep her painful secrets locked away, or expose them and risk losing the love of her life. But nothing can prepare Mason for what Emory has kept hidden, or the possibility that he himself may be to blame for the very secrets she keeps and why they continue to haunt her.
BOOK EXCERPT:
“So, little
miss, want to fess up to what you were doing yesterday?”
“Well, it
depends,” she said. “Before or after, I
threw my half-naked body at Mason?”
Wesley dropped
the knife. “Excuse me?”
Tomás raised his
eyebrows and gave her a smile. “It was
just for a little while,” she said playfully.
“How little?”
Wesley munched on his biscuit.
“Not too long.”
“How naked?”
“I told you --
about half.”
“Which half?”
“A little of
both.”
“Both breasts?”
“No. Top and bottom.”
“Is that
so?” Wesley took a sip of his drink,
thoughtfully considering what she’d said, like he was some kind of
philosopher. “Any action?”
“I tried.”
“How hard?”
“Pretty hard.”
“Was he?” Wesley grinned at Tomás and took another bite
of his biscuit.
“Shut up,” she
said blushing. “We decided it was best
to take things slow.”
“That’s too
bad,” Wesley said, and Tomás slapped his arm.
“In all seriousness, I’m happy for you.”
“Me too,” Emory
said, rising from the table with her and Tomás’ plates.
Wesley grabbed
her shoulder and whispered in her ear, “Did you tell him?” Emory shook her head walking to the sink, and
Wesley shot her a disapproving look.
Tomás eyed them both curiously.
“He deserves to know!”
Tomás mouthed to
Wesley, “Know what?” Wesley shook his
head that it was none of his business.
“No lectures,
Wesley.” She scrubbed the plates. “Let me enjoy myself and Mason before I ruin
it.”
“You need to
stop running,” Wesley said.
“I’ll stop when
you stop.”
About the
Author:
Prescott Lane is
originally from Little Rock, Arkansas, and graduated from Centenary College in
1997 with a degree in sociology. She went on to Tulane University to receive
her MSW in 1998, after which she worked with developmentally delayed and
disabled children. She currently resides in New Orleans with her husband and
two children.
Her latest book
is the contemporary romance, First
Position.
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