Date Published: May 2021
Publisher: Bell Bridge Books
Once betrayed, twice shy...
When a young soldier home on leave rescued Sydney Bishop from attackers, he also stole her heart. But, when he returned to active duty without saying goodbye, she was shattered.
Now years later, fate--and a little matchmaking--has brought them together again.
As a way of overcoming his own wartime nightmares, Ryland built a ranching retreat in Montana. His goal? To give traumatized military families a place to heal. But the ranch desperately needs funding. Luckily, help comes through, in the form of Sydney’s mother, who’s kept tabs on her daughter’s first love over the years. Her foundation is more than willing to give him the cash he needs, but there’s a catch.
And if Sydney finds out, she might never think of Ryland as her hero again. . .
He slammed the truck to a stop. The seat belt, tight against his chest, jerked him out of the fantasy. His heart pounded, exactly as it had when’d felt her close tight around him when he’d eased inside her for the first time.
Swearing, he whipped his head around, saw her studying him. Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes wide, not with surprise, but with wonder. Exactly as they had been that single night.
God help him, he wanted her with a hunger he hadn’t felt in years.
They stared at one another, neither wanting to make the first move, both afraid of the consequences if they reached out and acted on the desire that stretched between them. How was it possible to be so powerful after all the years? After the way they’d parted?
“I think you missed the turn-off,” she finally whispered.
They sat, figuratively and literally, at a crossroads. If they went straight ahead, if they acted on this need pulsing between them, would it be a short trip filled with speed and rush? Or, if they turned right, would it prove to be a detour that eventually led to a roadblock?
“Sorry. I was daydreaming there for a moment,” he finally said, not attempting to keep the direction of his thoughts out of his voice or gaze.
“Were you?” she asked with a boldness that surprised him.
“I’m not sure it’s wise for us to go down that road again, Sydney.”
“I suppose you’re right,” she said, turning away from him. But not before he heard her soft whisper, “And that’s a damn shame.”
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