When Jack Gellar returns to Jefferson Heights after five long years and an unforgettable betrayal, is his appearance the last thing Molly Coleman needs in her tragedy-stricken life . . . or the first? Molly just lost her entire family, and now her home and business are both on the line. An unexpected encounter with the one man who can put the pieces back together leaves her reeling, for he can just as easily destroy what little she has left. Jack has a lot to prove to win her back, but when a lapse in judgment turns into an ultimatum he can't refuse, will his choice bring them together or tear them apart for good? Excerpt: "Well, honey, that's not all ya'll did together for you to call him a jerk." Lacey cast another appreciative glance in Jack's direction. "Lucky girl!" She exaggerated fanning herself with a stack of napkins before tucking them in a dispenser. "We didn't do anything together." Molly snorted. "Seems that was the problem. He took me to the park outside of town, and when I found out his idea of stargazing involved random acts of nudity, I told him to get lost." Lacey's eyes grew wide. "So what happened?" Molly shrugged. "He got lost. He left me there and I had to walk a few miles home in the middle of the night." Angry, bitter emotions flared as she remembered the moment she realized his intentions. At first, he'd just stared at her, but in the next instant he'd been back in his truck, roaring down the highway before she had the chance to shoot him the first look in history that actually did kill. Lacey's mouth fell open. "You can't be serious! I can't believe you never told me about him!" Her gaze darted to Jack. "Look at that," she hissed loyally. "He must have every 20-something woman in here drooling over him!" Lacey nailed him on that one. The small café was packed with fluttering eyelashes and women panting like dogs, and their tails probably couldn't have wagged any harder if he handed out bowls of kibble. Molly wondered how many of them he'd slept with, then immediately regretted the thought when a curvy blonde joined him at the table. Carla - the only woman in town whose reputation rivaled Jack's "Obviously frat life didn't change him for the better." She muttered the words with sarcasm, cursing the heat that slid from her face down into her chest. She tried resisting the urge to look at him again, but stole another glance in spite of herself. Tall, dark, and undeniably attractive, he was the kind of man who made a woman shudder with longing. She'd never admit it, but she'd thought of him way too often over the years-and not always in the negative light he so richly deserved. The unfortunate truth was no man had ever gotten to her the way he had. She'd caught herself wondering "what if" so many times, but the odds of a guy like him settling down were next to nothing. Lacey rang up another customer and scooted back over to Molly. "I don't know how you managed to turn that one down." She giggled, loyalty apparently forgotten. Molly sighed. Neither did she. He'd caught her off guard five years ago, dousing any chance of a renewed friendship with an expectation of sex she simply hadn't seen coming. Her rejection was automatic from shock; it came without consideration of her reckless attraction to him. And in spite of what he'd done, she wanted him more now than she had even then, but she'd be damned if she would admit it. Not to Lacey, not to herself, and certainly not to Jack Gellar.
Author: Ballance, Sarah
Publisher: Noble Romance Publishing, LLC
Title: Down in Flames
Pages: 00000 (Encrypted PDF)
On Sale: 2010-07-05
Category: Fiction : Erotica - General
Category: Fiction : Romance - Contemporary