He broke her heart when he left her seven years ago. Now he’s back to reclaim what’s his…
Maddison Cole ~
It’s been seven years since Jaxon Jaimison left town, stole my heart, my friendship and my virginity, and took it with him. Along with our secrets.
Now he’s just waltzed back into my life, swaggering toward me with his cocky attitude.
And damn if he doesn’t look good. Smoldering eyes, sexy smile, and rock hard body made for climbing.
Made for sin.
He’s the one man that sets my insides on fire just by being in the room; just by living and breathing.
The one man I can’t have.
The boy who owns all my firsts.
Now here he is, ambushing me with a grand entrance into our class reunion and introducing himself to everyone as my loving boyfriend, after not so much as a word all these years.
He says I’m his…
Says I always have been…
I’m not so sure about that. Because if that were true, he wouldn’t have left me, just days after taking my virginity…
Jaxon Jaimison ~
I knew Maddison Cole was mine the moment I met her. Didn’t matter that we were only fifteen. When you know, you know.
But then my father turned around and made her my stepsister.
I understand Maddison’s worries, but I’ll never leave her again. And unlike my stepsister, I’m not hung up on the forbidden, taboo nature of a relationship between us, nor do I care what others think. We’re older now, more established, both successful. I’m not taking no for an answer. After all, I packed up my broken heart seven years ago and left town for a reason, determined on making something of myself, to be the man Maddison deserves.
Maddison thinks it’s just one night, she’ll give in and then I’ll disappear again, but seducing her to my hotel suite reunion night is just the start.
I’m staying, moving back into the bedroom beside hers, and the office beside hers, as co-CEO of the family business, right alongside Maddison, the current CEO…
Jaxon nearly destroyed me last time. I can’t afford for history to repeat itself. Not with the future of our family and the company at risk. I’ll guard my heart and our secrets at all costs…
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~ This book is intended for readers age 18 and above. ~
After years of reading with her children and passing on a love for books, Deborah was inspired to write ‘The Destiny Series’. What started out in the beginning, as a celebration of a loving, young, innocent friendship and the affecting separation after a move, spun into a mythical journey of the loving binds of friendship, deep family ties, and an intoxicating fairy tale romance, with the power of love that knows no bounds.
‘Memory Betrayal’& ‘The Deal Series’ followed, with a leap from young adult romance to adult contemporary romance. Deborah writes stories about strong, sassy, smart, confident women and loveable, good-looking, sexy alpha men in a range of heat levels, from sweet to steamy, who always find their happily ever after.
Deborah Ann resides in Northern California with her husband and their college-age daughter and son. And while it can be a balancing act at times, with how busy family life can get, Deborah sneaks in as much time as she can to slip into the lives of her characters, and the magical world in which they live…
I was thankful Jaxon hadn’t grabbed one of those ridiculous name tags at the door with his yearbook photo on it. That would have blown his story for sure. Likely, he’d thought of that ahead.
Annoyed, Jaxon ignored their remarks and swept me away, his hand still laced with mine and held on my lower back. It was undeniable, the sparks at his touch. Everywhere his skin came in contact with mine. Even his side a few inches from mine elicited a reaction. I wasn’t happy about that…
Well…torn. That’s what I was. Happy to at last see Jax, but pissed that he was only now waltzing back into my life, after all this time. Ambushing me in the middle of a large gathering.
I waited just long enough to ensure that we were out of earshot from the girls, to lay into him. “What the heck was that? Have you lost your mind?! Now those gossipy ninnies think you are my boyfriend.”
“Good.” He pulled me to the dance floor. “And hello to you too, sweet cheeks.”
Good? What? “Have you forgotten you are my brother?”
“Step!” Jaxon snarled in correction. “Stepbrother.” He towed me ahead, our bodies forcibly parting a path between the other few dancers.
“Still. Same difference,” I spat. “They’ll remember.”
He didn’t seem to care. Just spun me into his arms and pulled me in for a dance.
I wished my betraying body didn’t like it so much, melding to him like it belonged there. Like a heat-seeking missile.
A spark of desire flickered through me, spreading tingles about my insides.