Never apologize
Hard-edged rocker Graham Allen has it all. He’s flush with cash from playing
bass in a band by night and restoring classic cars by day. And there are plenty
of women willing to share his bed for a night, complication-free. Perfect,
because if there’s anything he learned from his past, it was to never get
attached—to anything. So when bartender Carly Sullivan flashes her innocent
smile, Graham isn’t prepared for what happens next.
Never fall in love
Two rules, that’s all Graham has—never apologize and never fall in love. He
knows Carly is everything he should avoid. Cheerful and sweet, she has
“relationship” written all over her. But Graham can’t stay away from her
probing questions and concerned blue eyes.
When Graham discovers Carly is hiding a crushing secret, he’s prepared to
risk it all. Until in one single moment, everything changes and Graham’s past
threatens to collide with his future. His life is crumbling down around him,
and soon no apology in the world can save him.
He should’ve known to walk away.
Fastening my helmet, my fingers
fumbled and suddenly Carly was there.
“Graham, please don’t drive.”
Big, fake, sad doe eyes, she looked at me like she gave a shit but I knew
better.
“What the fuck do you care?” I
was sick of women pretending they cared. They didn’t. They wanted a piece of me
because I was in a band or because I had fucking money.
“Please, get off the bike,” she
begged.
I ripped the helmet off and
turned on her. “You want me off the bike?” I threatened.
She jerked back a foot.
“Off the fucking bike, huh?” I
swung my leg over and grabbed her arm. “Why?” I barked.
She stumbled back and I followed.
“You wanna finish what you
started?” Seething mad, I took another step toward her.
“Stop.” She quivered.
“I’m not the one doing anything.
I didn’t crawl in your bed half naked and tell you not to touch me. I’m not the
one who smiles like I won the fucking lottery every time I see you. So what
exactly am I supposed to stop doing, Carly?”
Sybil grew up in Northern California with her head in a book
and her feet in the sand. She used to dream of becoming a painter but the
heady scent of libraries with their shelves full of books about
wistful summer days and first loves drew her into the world of storytelling.
Her true literary love is the New Adult genre but really, any story
about a love so desperately wrong and impossibly beautiful, makes her
swoon.
Sybil now resides in Southern Florida and while she doesn't get to read as much as she likes, she still buries her toes in the sand. If she's not writing or fighting to contain the banana plantation in her backyard, you can find her spending time with her handsomely tattooed husband, her brilliantly practical son and a mischievous miniature boxer who stole her heart.
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Sybil now resides in Southern Florida and while she doesn't get to read as much as she likes, she still buries her toes in the sand. If she's not writing or fighting to contain the banana plantation in her backyard, you can find her spending time with her handsomely tattooed husband, her brilliantly practical son and a mischievous miniature boxer who stole her heart.
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