Title: Return
Series: Coming Home #1
Author: Meli Raine
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: July 28, 2015
Blurb
On a dark,
rainy night I drove my overstuffed junker car back to a town I never expected
to see again.
rainy night I drove my overstuffed junker car back to a town I never expected
to see again.
And when I
needed a rescue by the side of the road, a six-foot tall piece of hot,
unfinished business named Mark was what the universe sent me.
needed a rescue by the side of the road, a six-foot tall piece of hot,
unfinished business named Mark was what the universe sent me.
Three years
earlier I’d fled town (and Mark) to follow my wrongly-convicted father to his
federal prison, working crappy jobs to stay afloat and visit him every second I
could. But now Dad’s dead and I’m mysteriously offered the best job of my life
at the college where his life blew up when he was accused of a crime he didn’t
commit.
earlier I’d fled town (and Mark) to follow my wrongly-convicted father to his
federal prison, working crappy jobs to stay afloat and visit him every second I
could. But now Dad’s dead and I’m mysteriously offered the best job of my life
at the college where his life blew up when he was accused of a crime he didn’t
commit.
Someone
wants me here. Desperately.
wants me here. Desperately.
I’m hoping
it’s Mark.
it’s Mark.
Because if
it’s not, I’m in more danger than I ever imagined.
it’s not, I’m in more danger than I ever imagined.
And if it
is?
is?
Mark may be
the most dangerous choice of all.
the most dangerous choice of all.
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Excerpt
Life is
divided into two parts now: Before and After.
divided into two parts now: Before and After.
As I
literally peel my wet clothes off, my fingers touch my arms where Mark’s hands
have just been. I close my eyes and imagine him standing before me. My t-shirt sticks
to my breasts and I edge my fingers over the v-neck. The slide of wet cloth
against my nipples reminds me of his mouth. We’d gone nice and slow, four years
ago, when we started dating. His mouth only roamed from mine in the last
intimate moment we’d had before he...
literally peel my wet clothes off, my fingers touch my arms where Mark’s hands
have just been. I close my eyes and imagine him standing before me. My t-shirt sticks
to my breasts and I edge my fingers over the v-neck. The slide of wet cloth
against my nipples reminds me of his mouth. We’d gone nice and slow, four years
ago, when we started dating. His mouth only roamed from mine in the last
intimate moment we’d had before he...
Before.
A long,
slow sigh fills me. I forget to exhale. My jeans put up a battle in my
undressing, catching at the ankles. I fall and grab the tub’s edge. My butt
tumbles onto the thick little bathroom area rug. The color is a princess pink
that reminds me of my old bedroom. When I was little, living with Dad and when
my mother was still alive.
slow sigh fills me. I forget to exhale. My jeans put up a battle in my
undressing, catching at the ankles. I fall and grab the tub’s edge. My butt
tumbles onto the thick little bathroom area rug. The color is a princess pink
that reminds me of my old bedroom. When I was little, living with Dad and when
my mother was still alive.
That’s like
double Before.
double Before.
Frustration
fills me as the feel of Mark’s arms around me on the wet side of the road
twists in my mind. My body is on fire now, even when it’s wet and cold.
fills me as the feel of Mark’s arms around me on the wet side of the road
twists in my mind. My body is on fire now, even when it’s wet and cold.
He had to
be the first person I saw, didn’t he? Why? I don’t believe in fate. I don’t
believe in destiny. I don’t believe in soulmates.
be the first person I saw, didn’t he? Why? I don’t believe in fate. I don’t
believe in destiny. I don’t believe in soulmates.
Pain? That
I can believe in. Betrayal and deception and lies are real, too.
I can believe in. Betrayal and deception and lies are real, too.
Fate is
just another lie.
just another lie.
Author Bio
Meli Raine
writes romantic suspense with hot bikers, intense undercover DEA agents, bad
boys turned good, and Special Ops heroes — and the women who love them.
writes romantic suspense with hot bikers, intense undercover DEA agents, bad
boys turned good, and Special Ops heroes — and the women who love them.
Meli rode
her first motorcycle when she was five years old, but she played in the ocean
long before that. She lives in New England with her family.
her first motorcycle when she was five years old, but she played in the ocean
long before that. She lives in New England with her family.
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