“Love is an emotion that will destroy you if you let it. It can ruin your life or create a new one. Jealousy isn’t much different.”
Jennifer Downs treads in dangerous waters.
Finnley Felton is unaware.
With the help of Lady Luck, they will make it through.
Or will they?
Texas is nothing compared to Vegas but among the bright lights and busy streets, Jennifer discovers who she is. Her life has changed, and for better or worse, she continues to live like tomorrow will never come.
Sabotage. Hatred. Betrayal.
Although love is beautiful and kind, it comes with consequences.
Jennifer finds herself fighting. Fighting for her rights, for love, for Finnley, and for her life.
Hearts may be broken.
Lives will change.
But the ultimate question remains: can love win all?
I walked inside and placed my keys on the bar top, and a few minutes later, Finnley entered.
I leaned against the kitchen counter and smiled.
“You shouldn’t f*ck me with your eyes. I’ve already warned you about that.”
“I’m pretty sure I can do whatever I want.” I walked towards him, unbuttoned his suit jacket, and loosened his tie. “You’re not the boss of me anymore.”
He wrapped my hair around his fingers and tugged my head back to look into his eyes. “I will always be the boss of you, Ms. Downs.”
I loved it when he called me that. I loved it when he was rough. Lust and love mixed and created a crazy potion of emotions.
Finn’s lips collided with mine, and the intensity of him forced me to unbutton his pants and scoot them off his hips; then he yanked my hair just a little harder.
“I’m not your dildo, Ms. Downs. I’ve got an appointment at the office in the next thirty minutes. Shouldn’t take long. Meet me there in an hour?”
“I cannot believe you’re denying me.”
“You’ll learn that I do whoever and whatever I want, whenever I want.”
I crossed my arms and gave him my best ‘go to hell’ look. What a tease. He buttoned and zipped his pants and then looked at me with a raised eyebrow and pulled me into him.
He nibbled on my earlobe, and then whispered, “will you ever stop driving me crazy?”
I pulled away from him, looked at his mouth, and then into his green eyes.
“Not happening, ever.”
**Disclaimer: excerpt currently unedited. Copyright Lyra Parish.
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Words make the world go round. I love to write, travel, and sing really loud at the top of my lungs in the shower. Sweet love stories (along with the dirty ones) make me gush. I am firm believer that a person can never have too many cats or cups of coffee, and that the F word is necessary.
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