Wilde Edge
Wilde Brothers, #2
by Susan Hayes
Guest post by Susan Hayes
Wilde Edge is about courage, strength, and starting over.
For Taggart Wilde, his career came to a crashing halt the night he got
shot in the line of duty. Adrift and struggling to find a purpose, he’s got too
much time on his hands and no idea what he’s going to do with the rest of his
life. Being a cop wasn’t just a job, it was who he was, and now he needs to
define himself all over again.
Jolena Miller has spent the last few years putting her life back
together after leaving her abusive ex-husband and then coping with her father’s
death. She’s got a garage to run and bills to pay, not to mention the fact her
ex keeps trying to get back into her life now she’s inherited the family
business.
Blurb:
Two
bullets. That’s all it took to change Taggart Wilde’s life. His wounds have
healed, but his career as a police officer is over. Struggling to move on, Tag
searches for new purpose, and ends up finding it in the most unlikely of
places.
Jolena
Miller’s passion is fixing up classic cars. As the owner of her own garage, she
has convinced herself she’s happy just being one of the guys, unnoticed and
unremarkable…until she meets Tag.
One
look at the curvy little mechanic has Tag’s engine revving, and he is
determined to make her his. But just as Jo starts to believe they might have a
future together, her ex-husband reappears in her life, stirring up old pains
and new problems. When pushed to the edge, can two lonely hearts fight for a
future together, or will the past be too much to overcome?
Excerpt:
“Don’t even think about it. I’m
walking you home like a gentleman should, and that includes opening the car door.”
He was out of the car before she could protest, walking through the drizzling
rain. He took her hand and helped her out, making sure that both flowers and
the newly signed paperwork came with her as he folded her hand into his much
larger one and walked her back to the house.
As they walked up the stairs, Jo
felt a pang of regret that their night was ending already. When he released her
hand, she turned to thank him for a wonderful evening and found herself pinned
against her front door. Tag’s mouth crashed down on hers, his big body holding
her firmly in place. The bouquet of roses fell from her hand, followed by the
tenancy papers as she dropped everything to hold onto him.
Her hands slid over damp leather as
his lips slanted over hers, stealing her breath and making it impossible to
think about anything else but him. She wanted to feel the warm strength of his
body, so she slipped her hands under his jacket. Her fingers curled into the
crisp fabric of his shirt, sensing the play of muscles beneath her palms. He
groaned and pushed her more firmly against the door, letting her feel the thick
rod of his cock pressing into her stomach as he took their kiss deeper still.
When he reached between their bodies
to palm one of her breasts she moaned, then gasped as he tweaked her nipple
between his fingers. Her pussy creamed as a bolt of raw, sexual heat flowed
through her. Tag nipped at her lower lip and she opened her mouth to his. His
tongue swept in to tangle with hers, and she arched her hips away from the wall
to rub up against him like a cat in heat.
They might have been like that for a
minute or an hour. Jo lost all sense of time. All she knew was by the time
their lips parted, both of them were panting, their breath mingling in the
chilly night air as they held onto each other.
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About the Author:
Susan Hayes lives on the Canadian west coast.
You
can find Susan around the web:
Summoned Series Blog: http://summonedseries.blogspot.com
Author’s Blog: http://www.susanhayes.ca
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