Back Where We Belong (A Second Chances New Adult Romance) (15 page)

Alana Hart

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He felt between her legs again,
and she groaned. She knew he would be able to tell how wet, how aroused, she
was. She felt the sea breeze on her behind, the way it whipped up her hair, but
she didn't care how messed up it got, how messy she got. Nothing mattered but
him and how he was making her feel.

“You're so wet,” he said, delight
showing in his voice. “I love that you like that. I hoped you would. But I
didn't know. I just had to find out. I couldn't let you go and not know.”

He pulled her to him and kissed
her hair, her neck. She felt good, yet vulnerable. He’d seen a side to her she
didn’t know she had. Her panties were still around her thighs.

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Also in the
SECOND CHANCES
series.

The Swap
- Sometimes life provides a second chance at love. But what happens
when it comes too late?

http://www.amazon.com/dp/B014RGHB8Q

Kiss Me Again
- A twist of fate ripped them apart. Can a second kiss make them
whole again? (See below for an excerpt of this story)

http://www.amazon.com/dp/B014U3NAB8

Taken In by the Pack
- Secrets left her broken. Can the truth make her whole?

http://www.amazon.com/dp/B014XKQ2YK

Keep reading for an exciting
excerpt from Kiss Me Again by Emilia Beaumont and Alana Hart in the SECOND
CHANCES series

A twist of fate ripped them
apart. Can a second kiss make them whole again?

“I believe there is a booking in
the name of Lucy Rivers, for two?”

The concierge looked me up and down
critically. Clearly I passed some kind of test, as he then deigned to check in
the book for our reservation.

“Follow me sir,” he finally said
in a high-pitched voice. I was a little surprised by it; he was quite a large
man, built well. But I did as I was told. He showed me to a table, tucked away
in an alcove. The restaurant was buzzing, filled with a few intimate couples, a
rowdy group or two as well. It was clearly very popular and I loved the brick
walls and simple décor throughout. It felt honest and looking at the colorful
and aromatic food that was emerging from the kitchen I could see exactly why
Lucy had suggested it.

I sat down with my back to the
door. I didn’t want to scare her away too soon. My stomach was roiling with
nerves. I felt like I had swallowed a whole cave full of bats and they wanted
out. It was now or never, I thought.

Everything I had hoped for with
all those crazy trips up and down the country, to every college and university
except, ironically, those in Massachusetts and Rhode Island, and it had all
come down to this single night. Would I be able to convince her to stay, to
hear me out? Would she see this as yet another manipulation or betrayal? Would
she give me the time to explain?

I hadn’t told Mom or Tom. I
didn’t want to get their hopes up and to have it all go wrong again. I hadn’t
even told Jake or Callie that she’d finally agreed to a date. I wanted her all
to myself for just this one night. I wanted to see how it went, without the
potential pity or over-excitement that my friends or family might add to it
all. I just wanted to see her face, in the flesh, once more.

I tapped at the table with the
chopsticks, anxiously drumming as I watched the clock above the kitchen door
tick closer to eight p.m. Why had I come so early? Being here fifteen minutes
beforehand so I could ensure I wasn’t easily spotted before she even got into
the restaurant had seemed like such a good idea. Maybe I should have gone with
the making her wait, but then she would have been mad at me for being late, as
well as everything else.

Fuck, this had been such a
stupidly crazy idea.

Finally, after what had felt like
an absolute eternity, I heard footsteps behind me.

Instinctively I knew this was it.
These footsteps didn’t belong to a passing waiter or another customer; no,
behind me, in the very same room was my Lucy and my whole body vibrated with
anticipation.

“Apollo?” a tentative voice
enquired.

I took a deep breath, stood up
and turned round.

Lucy looked amazing. She was
wearing a cute kimono styled dress, cut so short that it made her fabulous legs
look like they went on forever. But all that didn’t matter as our eyes met and
I took her in.

Her face was as perfect as I
remembered it, a tiny smattering of freckles across the bridge of her nose, and
that thick, curly auburn hair that made her resemble a wild woman. And then,
there were the flashing eyes that had started off so soft and yielding, that
were now blazing daggers at me.

“Cole!” she spat, frown lines
creasing her now-furious face. Lucy stepped forward and for a second I thought
she was about to hug me. But then her arm arced through the air and she slapped
me, hard across the cheek.

Whoa, I had not been expecting
that, I thought, as I palmed my stinging cheek. I shook my head to try to
regain my composure, but I was already too late to put out a hand to try and
stop her. She stormed back out through the restaurant as if a tiger were on her
tail. I threw a couple of tens on the table and raced after her.

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

I had screwed it up, all over
again. I had hurt her, lied to her and why on earth had I ever expected her to
sit down calmly and just talk it all out? Stupid, Cole, really stupid idea!

I craned my neck to see her,
looking left and right, and finally glimpsed her hightailing it down the
street, her cloud of hair bobbing behind her.

“Lucy!” I yelled. She turned to
look at me over her shoulder but instantly turned away, running even faster.

I chased after her, realizing
pretty suddenly just how unfit a summer in the DA’s office had left me, but
there was no way I was going to let her go. Not now. I was soon panting trying
to keep up with her. She was in great shape, her pert derriere seemed to dance
along the street, always just out of reach.

“Lucy, stop. I just want to
talk!” She ignored me.

Gritting my teeth I put in a
final burst of speed. My thighs burned as I ran and slowly but surely I managed
to get level with her.

I grabbed her arm and dragged her
into the nearest alleyway. I couldn’t say what came over me as I muscled her
against her will, kicking and screaming, further in where we wouldn’t be seen
and used my body weight to pin her up against the wall. I am in no way a
violent man, but I had to make her talk to me, had to get her to hear me out.

“Let me go, Cole. Or I’ll scream!”

I was frantic, and could see from
her eyes just how frightened she was. Coming to my senses I loosened my grip a
little, but not enough that she would be able to get away from me.

“Lucy, I don’t want to hurt you,
I promise. I just need to talk with you, to know you’re okay.” I pleaded with
her, as her vivid green eyes threw nothing but pure hatred my way. I sagged
with disappointment at how badly I had screwed everything up. Again.

Seconds passed by as we caught
our breath.

God, we were so close and it felt
like my every brain receptor was on overload. I could hardly process that she
was here in front of me, my hands touching the bare silky skin of her arms, my
torso against hers trapping her. A waft of her sweet vanilla perfume mingled
between us, making the bulge between my legs thicken, hardening with desire.

She swallowed. I knew she could
feel my cock pressing up against her, but still she wanted to be set free.

“Cole,” she sighed. “Let me go.”

“No, not until I say what needs
to be said.”

Buy Kiss Me Again now at
http://www.amazon.com/dp/B014U3NAB8

Coming soon…

The next series from HARTFELT BOOK due out October 2015
is
HALLOWED LOVE

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