“Date night. Hm. We might have to do that when we have kids,” he teased, smiling his cheeky smile.
Kids. Huh.
“This is where I was sitting when I first saw you,” he continued, sounding pensive all of a sudden. “Life has changed so much. For the better.” He lifted my hand to his lips, letting them linger on my skin before resting it on his thigh.
I turned to watch his profile. Strong brows, straight nose, bold chin. Freckled face. I’d never get sick of that view.
“Yes, it has. I’m so glad you broke my tailbone.”
His deep laugh rumbled. Life is fucking fantastic.
“Hello.”
I frowned at the tiny woman watching us from the path. Long, blonde hair with pale pink highlights twisted in a pile on her head, topped a gorgeous face. She was dressed to grace the runway. High heeled boots, beautiful long jacket over a bright, funky dress. The combination worked well and it was unique.
“Are you going to answer me, or have you forgotten me already?” I recognised that snark.
“Felicity?” God. I hadn’t seen her in months.
“Finally!” She rolled her eyes. “You two are disgusting in public, by the way.”
“Look away.” I laughed. “How are you?”
“I’m great. I’m off to the US to live with my brother. Chris has been really supportive. He came to stay with me for a while after … you know. I just needed to get away. Start fresh.” She dropped her eyes to her boots as she scuffed them along the pavement.
“I think that’s a great idea. Good luck with everything. I’d like to stay in touch, if you want?”
“I’d like that. Thanks. Good luck to you too.” She started to turn away, but she twisted back to face me. “Thank you, Ronnie.”
I nodded before she glided off on her heels to her new life.
“Wanna come home with me?” Brad ran a finger down my cheek to catch a tear.
“Is that a proposition?”
“Always. Everything I say to you has a dirty thought behind it. You should know this by now.”
“Pfft. Incorrigible.”
He pulled me up and started jogging, pulling me behind.
“What are you doing?”
“Thinking dirty thoughts!”
Huh. Of course, he was. Thank God.
I saw a flash of yellow as we ran along the river. Tish with her thumbs up and a brilliant glow around her. She’s saying goodbye. I nodded, mouthing ‘thank you,’ before she vanished.
Gift or curse?
Gift, definitely gift.
Shattered Home
(Coming Home Series Book 0.5)
Read the beginning of Angel and Aiden’s story.
She streaked by, a glow surrounding her and her black hair flowing behind. I had to rub my eyes.
My heart just about beat right out of my chest because I knew I’d found an Angel.
I hoped she’d been sent to save me.
Aiden Thomas couldn’t believe his eyes when he spotted a real, live angel in the school yard. There was no way he could’ve comprehended how important she’d become in his miserable existence.
Until their world is cruelly torn apart.
Intended for mature audiences due to adult scenes and language. *
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Remembering Home
(Coming Home Series Book 1)
How do you forget your first love?
The girl that haunts your dreams.
The one that no other woman could ever live up to.
The one you left behind …
It took a tragedy to wake Aiden Thomas from his stupor, prompting him to return to his home town. Nothing could've prepared him for what he finds when he gets there. His life, as he knew it, was about to change. It was time to stop hiding behind his lens.
Angel Murphy had her heart ripped away when she was a teenager. She survived the toughest times of her life, with the help of her family. Fifteen years later, after another cruel blow, she was again scrambling to adjust. Angel doesn't know how much more she could take, when the man she never thought she’d see again … returns.
Can she trust him to stay this time, especially when he discovers the secrets he left behind?
*Recommended for readers 18+ due to mature content. *
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Finding Home
(Coming Home Series Book 2)
I’ve done some things I’m ashamed of. Been the subject of gossip they didn’t even bother trying to keep from my ears. But I’m here, thousands of miles away trying to atone for my sins. Funny thing is, some sins are so ingrained it’s impossible to scrub them from your DNA.
Chelsea’s hell bent on reigning in her free spirit and becoming the daughter her mama could be proud of. Lord knows she owes her that much. But when a stranger crosses her path, her wild heart flares to life. She figures a little bit of fun never hurt none. She isn’t prepared for the lesson fate serves with a slice of pie, and some sweet tea on the side.
Greyson is done with being neck deep in cow dung. He’s ready to hang up his cowboy hat and replace it with a toque blanche. Following his passion all the way to Boston, he gets the shock of his life when the smokin’ hot blonde from Alabama turns up in his uncle’s restaurant.
But her plans and his future are set for different destinations. And distance isn’t the only thing trying to tear them apart.
The kitchen
