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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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.
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.
“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
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