Alexander Richards has paid the price for every single mistake he’s made. He makes no excuses for what he’s done, and wants nothing more than to find some peace. But that may be impossible since he has to help the woman who’s been driving him crazy since he moved to California.
Thrown together in the middle of nowhere, there’s no way to deny the attraction that burns within them. But how can they build a future if they can’t address their own insecurities? And what happens when secrets and lies from the past threaten to pull them apart?
“Hmm…,” she puckered her lips before moving out of his grasp. “As much as I’d love to, this princess has already kissed enough toads to last her two lifetimes. Besides, you’re all about the chase and I’m not interested in the game.” His mouth watered at the thought of actually giving chase with Clare as his prize. He knew a little of the toads she was referring to, but he was nothing like Jason. He may have done time, yes, but he wasn’t an asshole. One bad decision at the end of a string of bad decisions he vowed never to make again.
“You know, we aren’t all like that douchebag. Most guys actually respect women. And when are you going to give me a chance? You’ve been hinting at it for months.” Her lips quirked at the mention of Jason being a douchebag but she moved closer when he mentioned their flirtation. He hooked his fingers into her belt loops, pulling her closer and rubbing his nose against hers. She closed her eyes, inhaling deeply, before shaking her head and took a step back.
She ran her finger down his chest. “I’m not painting men with broad strokes. This is about me. Some girls can’t risk it all for a guy. And we aren’t doing this. Much as you or I may want to.”
Her nose was stuck in a book since she was little, and she spent years writing down all the crazy ideas floating in her head. She has published the first two books in her trilogy, The Misses Trilogy, with Miss Hollywood slated for release in Fall 2016. Her writing explores the complexities of relationships, something she’s all too familiar with as part of a large, crazy family.
When she’s not locked in her writing cave she can be found cheering on the Washington Redskins or watching The Walking Dead, and thinks there’s nothing sweeter than a cold Diet Coke.