~Blurb~
As a physical sports therapist, Gail Bennett is accustomed to working with gorgeous athletes every day, but after falling for a few of these attractive men, she has been left heartbroken one too many times. When Gail’s hours at work are unexpectedly cut, she must find a way to continue helping her parents pay for her sister’s education. Reluctantly following her best friend’s advice, Gail takes on a roommate with the one man she has been avoiding since the first time she laid eyes on him.
Damon Johnson loves a challenge, and he is not the type of man to back down when he wants something. From the first moment he meets Gail for dinner, he feels an inexplicable pull between the two of them. In his determination to have her, he finds himself helping her in any way he can.
Can Damon break through all the barriers Gail has so carefully placed around her heart and prove that he’s different? Or will Gail’s reservations keep her from falling in love?
One thought could change everything.
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Excerpt:
~Damon~
After throwing my last bag in the backseat of my
black, four door, Ford F-250, I walked back into the hotel and checked out of
my room. Because as of tonight, I was officially moving into Gail’s apartment.
I remembered our night at dinner as I jumped into my
truck, and I followed Gail’s written directions to her place. She had seemed
like the strong and independent type all through the evening. Then, when it had
come time for her to ask me to move in with her, her eyes had filled with so
much vulnerability, and I felt like someone had sucker-punched me in the gut.
In that moment, it was as though something unexplainable had come alive inside
me while sitting across the table from her, and I wanted nothing more than to
wrap my arms around her and take care of her. I was fucking clueless as to why
I’d felt that way. I’d never had that reaction to a woman before. I shook my
head in awe. There was just something about her, and I couldn’t put my finger
on what it was.
Roommates. I sighed, tossing around the word in my
mind.
I pulled into her parking lot while trying my
damnedest to block the images of her that had been continuously repeating
through my head. The way she smiled coyly at me. The unforgettable sound of her
soft, genuine laughter. The look she had gotten in her eyes when she was
nervous. She was fucking beautiful, and the thought of keeping my hands off of
her, even though I was not looking for a relationship at the present time, did
not seem to sit well with me. It would be the death of me.
I shut off my diesel truck, grabbed one of my bags
from the backseat, and headed for her building. Once I found the door marked
13B, I let out a sigh. Time to turn my fate over to the big man upstairs, I
thought as I rang her doorbell.
“Just a minute!” she yelled over the music on the
other side of the door.
The song was abruptly cut off, and a lot of ruckus
followed. I chuckled under my breath, wondering what she was up to in there. A
few seconds ticked by, and then she whipped open the door. My eyes traveled
with a slow, measured pace up and down the length of her body. Her hair was
tied back into a ponytail, and she was wearing a loose-fitted white Nike tank
top with a black sports bra underneath that hugged her breasts perfectly, and a
pair of black nylon shorts. Her exposed skin was flushed as if she had been
working out.
Jesus.
She looked fucking gorgeous, just like every other
time I’d seen her.
“Hey, Damon,” she said, offering a surprised, shy
smile. “I wasn’t expecting you so early.”
“Hi,” I replied, finding my voice at last. “I
apologize if I interrupted you.” I pointed in the direction where I’d just
come. “I can come back later if you’d like.”
She shook her head. “No, that’s okay. I was just
finishing up my workout video,” she responded, gesturing me inside.
After I walked in, she shut the door behind us, and
I glanced into her living room. The area was divided into two parts. The front
half was filled with a couch, loveseat, and TV, which seemed typical. The
second half consisted of a treadmill and a mini weight station.
Gail stopped at my side, staring between the room
and me. I could feel the electricity brewing between us. I was a man dedicated
to keeping my body in prime condition, but this might be too much.
Jesus…I have to watch her do workout videos here?
With her dressed like that?
All my blood rushed south.
Fucking hell.
“Is everything all right?” she asked me
apprehensively, breaking my concentration.
“Yep,” I croaked out in a hoarse voice before
looking at her.
About the Author
Alicia Rae is a Contemporary Romance Author who lives in Dekalb, Illinois, with her husband and three beautiful boys. Alicia has a passion for reading all types of romance, writing to bring a story to life, and photography.
Thank you to my dear sister, Kels, who showed me a few years ago how much I truly missed reading. And to my loving husband, for not throwing away my Nook, and planting the seed of writing into my mind. I am forever grateful. Xo
Readers, words cannot thank you enough for supporting me along this incredible journey. I hope you enjoy my novels as much as I do writing them. I thank each and every one of you.
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