She's off-limits...and perfect for him!
AIRMAN TO THE RESCUE
Heroes of Fortune Valley #2
Heatherly Bell
Releasing June 1, 2017
Harlequin Superromance
She's off-limits…and perfect for him!
It was supposed to be easy. Sarah Mcallister was going to flip her late father's house and head back to Colorado for a fresh start. But when her shady contractor gets arrested, taking most of her budget with him, she's at risk of losing everything. Enter Matt Conner…sexy pilot, single dad, Sarah's brother's best friend…and far too good with his hands for her peace of mind.
Moving into Sarah's spare bedroom is just asking for trouble, but Matt's trying to make amends with his troubled teen son, and a key step is finding a decent place to crash for as long as it takes. And the woman needs his help. Unfortunately, the closer the house gets to reno-perfect, the more he knows Sarah is meant to stay in Fortune Valley…with him.
It was supposed to be easy. Sarah Mcallister was going to flip her late father's house and head back to Colorado for a fresh start. But when her shady contractor gets arrested, taking most of her budget with him, she's at risk of losing everything. Enter Matt Conner…sexy pilot, single dad, Sarah's brother's best friend…and far too good with his hands for her peace of mind.
Moving into Sarah's spare bedroom is just asking for trouble, but Matt's trying to make amends with his troubled teen son, and a key step is finding a decent place to crash for as long as it takes. And the woman needs his help. Unfortunately, the closer the house gets to reno-perfect, the more he knows Sarah is meant to stay in Fortune Valley…with him.
EXCERPT
Sarah stumbled
into the now dark living room, and found Matt lying on the couch, Shackles
curled up at his feet. Through the sliver of moonlight shining through the
window, she could make out that he had his shirt off, a pillow over his face.
As if she’d given him a headache.
Wait until
she got going. “Matt.”
Under his
pillow, she heard him groan.
“What’s going
on here?” She stood hands on hips and then decided that looked too accusatory
for seduction, so she relaxed her arms at her sides.
“Go to sleep,
Sarah.”
“No.”
He lifted the
pillow from his face, one eye open. “I don’t want to argue with you.”
“I don’t want to argue, either. I just want you to tell me what happened tonight.”
“I don’t want to argue, either. I just want you to tell me what happened tonight.”
“Guess if you
don’t know, I must not have done it right.”
“You did
everything right.” Her voice softened. Now that she faced this—thing—between
them her mouth was parched and dry. But she couldn’t lose her nerve now. “The
only thing you did wrong was stop.”
“Wasn’t my
choice.”
“But now it
is.”
He didn’t
move. “Go to sleep. Please.”
“Well, since
you said please.”
“Seriously?
That’s all it takes?”
“No. I lied.
I’ll go to sleep, but not until you hear me out. I might be Stone’s sister, but
I’m also a grown woman and I know what I want.”
“What do you
want? Because I thought you wanted to fix this house and flip it. Sell it so
you can get back to Colorado.”
Couldn’t a
woman want more than one thing? “I want you, Matt. That’s what I want.”
“Do you? Be
careful what you’re asking for. Maybe you don’t know me as well as you think
you do.”
“I know
enough. I know you’re one of the good guys.”
He snorted.
“Yeah.”
“Do you think
I’m going to fall in love with you? Is that it? Because that’s not an issue. I
don’t believe in love.”
At that he
removed the pillow from his head. “You don’t believe in love.”
“Does that
shock you? Why should it? I grew up as the child of a broken home and I’ve seen
more divorces around me than I care to remember. You of all people should
understand.”
“Me of all
people?”
“You’re also
from a broken home. And…you’re a single father.”
“That doesn’t
mean I don’t believe in love. And I think it’s pretty messed up that you don’t,
Sarah.”
“Okay. What
do you want? Is it me at all? Because a couple of hours ago you had me pretty
well convinced, so if you’ve changed your mind you need to tell me now.”
There. She
couldn’t believe she’d let all her thoughts spill out at last. Everything she’d
intended to tell him for months had come pouring out of her lips, like the
semidark of the room had given her added courage. In the ensuing quiet Sarah
didn’t think he would answer her at all. Worse, in the dark of the room she
couldn’t take a cue from his usually expressive eyes.
“I want you,
Sarah.” He finally spoke, the sound of his voice so naked and raw that Sarah’s
knees went boneless.
Heatherly
Bell writes books, drinks copious amounts of coffee,
craves cupcakes and occasionally wears real pants. She lives in northern
California with her family.
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