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.@melissa_keir~ Take My Hart by L. Marie #bookspotlight

5/31/2015

 
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Take My Hart: Hart Brothers 1
By L. Marie

Erotic Contemporary Romance Short Story
$2.99

Blurb

She had thought she’d lost him seven years ago. But he walked back into her life…and into her bed.

Shelby Detweiler had thought she’d gotten over Brandt Hart. Time had healed her broken heart. But a chance meeting in her office throws her off kilter and Brandt is there to steady her. She wants to trust him, to believe he’s relationship material once again. Soon passions flare but will she get burned?

Seven years earlier, a night of drinking and infidelity had destroyed his relationship with the woman he loved. Years later, he strolled into her office with business on his mind. But being close to her is enough to rock his world. Several sizzling moments in her office rekindles the fire. He wants her back.

Will an evening of passion drive them back into each other’s arms? Or will the flame blow out forever?


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For the tenth time in the last five minutes, Shelby Detweiler checked her reflection in the full-length mirror. Nothing had changed. She was still wearing the same Donna Karan suit jacket and matching skirt in the shade of soft peaches. A silk, black tank top peaked from underneath the blazer. The fabric lay cool and light against her porcelain skin. Long, mahogany brown locks, held at the nape of her neck with a hair tie, fell over her shoulder and cascaded down her ample chest. Black, four-inch, Nine West heels added to her five-foot, seven-inch frame and complemented her shapely legs.

With a hearty sigh, she turned away from the mirror and paced her office. She glanced down to the floor. Nope, she hadn’t worn a path in the plush, tan carpeting. A nervous laugh bubbled up her throat.

Why am I acting like such a child? At the age of twenty-seven, she was beyond her college days. But those college days had scarred her, destroying her faith in relationships and men in general. Damn Brandt Hart all to hell! He had been her first—and last—true love. Her heart thudded hard against her breastbone. Any thought of him sent her pulse racing and her stomach summersaulting. No other man had the ability to fluster her so. She had dated in the past, but no one was Brandt.

But he had burned her.

They had talked about a future together. Marriage. Children. Then, he had slept with Dina. He had claimed he had gotten drunk at a party with a bunch of his teammates and the Haydensburg University cheerleaders and one thing had led to another. After, Dina had spread a rumor that Brandt had been the father of her child. Turned out to be a lie, but the damage had already been done.

Shelby had finished the semester at HU then transferred to another college. But she had never truly moved on. Brandt had still had an iron grip on her heart. She could deny it, but what was was. Nothing fazed the feeling she had once had—still had—for him.

Damn him!

And in about five minutes, he would be strolling back into her life. Not permanently, but she would see him again, and a flood of emotions would swallow her in their depths. She’d want him. Both mentally and physically. She would fight, and she would likely lose the battle.

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I live in Pennsylvania just a hair shy of the Maryland border. I live with a family I adore which includes two furry feline children and a furry canine daughter.

In my spare time, I'm more than likely watching television. I watch Bones, Blue Bloods, NCIS:New Orleans, or some sort of car show like Wheeler Dealers.

I'm a huge sports fan, football in particular. During the fall/winter, I'm watching Notre Dame or Penn State on Saturdays and the Saints or Colts on Sunday.

I've been known to have my nose buried in a book. Nora Roberts/JD Robb and Clive Cussler are favorites of mine. I know, I know...Clive Cussler isn't a romance author. The man can weave a tale of adventure like no other!

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