Genre: Erotic Romance
Part 2 of 3 (needs to be read in order)Alice Bennett has a very good reason not to trust men, but her body and soul urge her to take a chance on Dylan Marshall, against her better judgment. Unable to quell her cravings, she relents and shares her scarred past with him.
Desperate to find a way to get closer to Alice, Dylan sets plans in motion to learn what lurks in her past. After discovering a shocking link to his own past, Dylan struggles with the truth of his own secret, and whether he's willing to risk a future with Alice if she ever learned the truth.
But secrets rarely stay buriedâ¦
Warning: Adult language and sexual situations. Cliffhanger ending.
Dylan washed his hands as he stared at himself in the mirror in the hall bathroom. When heâd come over to Aliceâs, he hadnât expected them to have sex again. Heâd met his match with her. She wasnât one to just lie down and take orders. She pushed back just as hard as he gave. He liked it. Enjoyed the challenge of her not willingly taking his commands.
He could see himself with her in the long run, but sheâd told him she didnât want anything. He couldnât imagine what had been so bad from her childhood that would damage her so much sheâd never trust a man. Maybe her father was abusive. He met a lot of abusive assholes in his line of work. It made sense, since sheâd told him she didnât want him to hit her in his office when he referred to spanking her sexually.
Standing straight, he buttoned the last few buttons and left the restroom. Alice was on the couch, lost in thought. Her face looked peaceful, but he could see the way she slightly squinted that she was thinking hard.
âPenny for your thoughts?â He sat down.
She turned toward him, pulling her dark hair over her shoulders. âIâd have to pay you the penny to hear them.â
âGive me a try.â
A soft smile formed. âHow did the case go today?â
Heâd wanted her to open up, but heâd take this for now. âIt got a little heated. Weâre on recess until Monday. Tomorrow should be a light day.â
âThatâs good since its Friday.â
âHow about after work we go get a drink?â
She pulled her lips tightly together before sucking her bottom lip in. âI donât know.â
âI donât feel right just having sex with you and not treating you to a few drinks, at least. Iâd suggest dinner and a movie, but youâd object.â Hell, heâd hang the moon for her if sheâd let him.
âI probably would.â She paused. âOkay to drinks. Weâll keep it friendly. No hand holding or anything like that.â
âGot it.â He didnât want to leave, but if this was going to stay on neutral territory, it was best he did. âWell, I guess Iâm going to go home. Itâs been a hell of a day, but you definitely brightened it.â Heâd had sex with her three times todayâ¦that horrible court case couldnât ruin his mood.
âIâll see you tomorrow.â
He bent forward and planted a kiss on her cheek. She tensed, but then relaxed. Without a word, he left. As he walked toward his car, he worried the feelings he was developing for her would never be returned. Perhaps it was time to do a little digging into her life and see what skeletons she had in her closet.
~About The Author~
Lacey Wolfe has always had a passion for words, whether itâs getting lost in a book or writing her own. From the time she was a child she would slip away to write short stories about people she knew and fantasies she wished would happen. It has always been her dream to be a published author and with her two children now of school age, she finally has the time to work on making her dream come true.
Lacey lives in Georgia with her husband, son and daughter, their six cats and one black lab who rules the house.
Musings from Michigan