My Rating: 5 Stars
Sex Scenes: Yes.
Series: No.
Subject: Loving him because of everything else.
Synopsis:
Returning home for her father’s wedding was never going to be easy for Adele. If being sent away at eighteen hadn’t been bad enough, the mess she left behind when she made a pass at her dad’s business partner sure was.
Fifteen years older than her, Pete had been her crush for as long as she could remember. But she’d misread the situation—confusing friendliness for undying love. Awkward. Add her father to the misunderstanding, and Pete had been left with a broken nose and a business on the edge of ruin. The man had to be just as glad as everyone else when she left town.
Seven years on, things are different. Adele is no longer a kid, but a fully grown adult more than capable of getting through the wedding and being polite. But all it takes is seeing him again to bring back all those old feelings.
Sometimes first loves are the truest.
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“Sometimes loving someone isn’t enough”
Isn’t that the biggest truth? Adele learned this the hard way many years ago and she escaped with her broken pride as far away as she could.
Now the time has come for her to face him. She thought that she had moved on, but that mistakes all those years ago changed the way in which she relates to guys in her life. She hasn’t had a real connection in years, after being burned she chose to not get attached to anyone.
Now re is realizing how lonely she really is, not letting people get too close can avoid heartache but it also impedes you from ever finding true happiness.
Pete was a mystery from the beginning, there was for sure something going on in his head that made him carry this anger towards her since her mistake. Years had passed but he was still pissed, and Adele couldn’t understand why, she was young and made a mistake, but she was older now, it was time he moved on.
Getting close again proved to be even a bigger hazard, they were still perfect for each other, and now that they were both old enough, well she was, there was nothing stopping them.
Or at least that’s what she thought, but Pete was holding back, he was letting his fears destroy everything again, and this time she was not sure she could forgive him.
Love knows no age or time, they connected all those years ago and now the connection was even stronger than before. But they were the only ones who could decide to take the next step.
Can a puppy love be the real thing? And will love triumph over age difference and family matters?
Isn’t that the biggest truth? Adele learned this the hard way many years ago and she escaped with her broken pride as far away as she could.
Now the time has come for her to face him. She thought that she had moved on, but that mistakes all those years ago changed the way in which she relates to guys in her life. She hasn’t had a real connection in years, after being burned she chose to not get attached to anyone.
Now re is realizing how lonely she really is, not letting people get too close can avoid heartache but it also impedes you from ever finding true happiness.
Pete was a mystery from the beginning, there was for sure something going on in his head that made him carry this anger towards her since her mistake. Years had passed but he was still pissed, and Adele couldn’t understand why, she was young and made a mistake, but she was older now, it was time he moved on.
Getting close again proved to be even a bigger hazard, they were still perfect for each other, and now that they were both old enough, well she was, there was nothing stopping them.
Or at least that’s what she thought, but Pete was holding back, he was letting his fears destroy everything again, and this time she was not sure she could forgive him.
Love knows no age or time, they connected all those years ago and now the connection was even stronger than before. But they were the only ones who could decide to take the next step.
Can a puppy love be the real thing? And will love triumph over age difference and family matters?
ABOUT THE AUTHOR:
Kylie is a New York Times and USA Today best-selling author. She was voted Australian Romance Writer of the year, 2013 & 2014, by the Australian Romance Writer’s Association and her books have been translated into eleven different languages. She is a long time fan of romance, rock music, and B-grade horror films. Based in Queensland, Australia with her two children and husband, she reads, writes and never dithers around on the internet. You can learn more about Kylie from http://www.kylie-scott.com/
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EXCERPT
It was meant to be a soft kiss. A chaste one, even.
The minute my lips touched his, however, everything changed. Callused hands grabbed the sides of my face and my mouth opened on a gasp. His tongue swept inside, taking me over. Holy hell. Shoes and purse hit the floor, forgotten. Nothing about this kiss was slow or easy. The man devoured me. Every ounce of emotion poured into that kiss, all of the anger and frustration between us. His tongue was teasing and tasting, driving me wild. Then he drew back to suck and nip at my bottom lip. One hand slid around the back of my neck, the other over my hip to grab at my ass. His hold was firm, a little rough even. He treated my body like it belonged to him and I wasn’t gentle either.
Apparently experience mattered. Because all I could do was try and keep up.
I held on tight to his open shirt, straining against him, trying to get closer. I’d have crawled inside the man if I could. Turned out that under certain circumstances, the taste of scotch worked for me in a big way. Against my hip, his cock hardened, digging into me. And oh my God, I’d done that to him. Me. How amazing! Meanwhile, my body felt liquid, core aching and empty. I needed him inside of me and it seemed like I’d already been waiting forever.
“Pete. Please.”
“Fuck,” he muttered, breath hot against my ear.
I fumbled at the remaining buttons on his shirt. My damn fingers didn’t seem to be working. Easier to just push the whole thing upward. Luckily, the man decided to help, tearing the shirt off over his head. More skin was good. And he was so hot and smooth, a thrill to the touch. The solid flesh of his pecs and the flat plane of his stomach.
He tore at the zipper on the back of my dress, dragging fabric down over my shoulders. A growl came from the back of his throat, a noise of frustration, impatience. I’m reasonably certain I heard the silk rip. I didn’t care. His hands and mouth seemed to cover every bit of skin revealed, touching and tasting me everywhere. The dress got stuck on my hips. Out of the way enough for now.
He didn’t even bother undoing my bra, simply peeling down one of the lace cups to free my flesh. My breast filled his hot palm as it took the weight. Fingers plumped me, his thumb flicking over my hard nipple. The sting of pain followed by the heat of his kiss made my head spin and my body ache. There was no room for thought as he fed me deep, wet kisses. Slowly, he took us to the floor. No time for anything else. Just the urgent need to have him inside me.
The hardness of the polished wood was cool against my back. My legs were spread, his body between them. And with his broad chest above me, his weight taken on one arm, he was all I could see. I swear even the insides of my thighs were wet, I was so ready. It would have been embarrassing with anybody else. But this man, he had to know, he had to understand. It had always been him.
“Pete, I need—”
“I know,” he said, voice harsh and low.
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