A Hero for Tonight
Published: 08/02/2013 by: Roni AdamsUS Marine Reserve Shane Donovan dealt with a lot of harsh realities while being deployed, but it was almost a welcome relief to be away from Krista Saunders. She'd been an annoyance since they were kids, and becoming a business partner in the Apple Basket market store with his mother only keeps her underfoot, and in his way--especially when the two women think his love life the amusing topic of date.
From the safety of her status as the one woman he'd never look twice at, Krista has mocked and tortured Shane with every start and end of his brief relationships. But calling him selfish was a lot easier before he became a Marine and was deployed for a year overseas. Now Shane's back, and old annoyances don't seem so annoying anymore. In fact, they seem downright sexy.
Rating: Hot
Page Count: 226
Word Count: 59230
978-1-61217-872-1 Paperback
978-1-61217-844-8 Digital
Excerpt:
Shane emerged from downstairs with a clothes basket in his hands.
“Here.” He handed her a gray sweatshirt. “The bathroom is through
there.” He pointed to a mud room on the other side of the kitchen.
Krista took the shirt from him. “Thanks.”
In the bathroom, she stripped off her sweatshirt and slipped Shane’s on. It was the USMC shirt that she’d seen him wear a million times. Wearing it felt incredibly intimate, and she almost yanked it back off.
Ever since their kiss the other night, she’d had a hard time thinking of anything else. Dinner had been fun, but strange as she once again caught him staring at her several times. And when her gaze met his, she’d known exactly what he’d been thinking.
Since the sweatshirt fell almost to her knees, she slipped off her denim shorts, but left her underwear on. If Shane was any other guy, there was no way she’d emerge from his bathroom clad only in a sweatshirt, underwear and socks, but kiss or no kiss, this was Shane. She had no worries about him taking it as an invitation when she opened the door and walked back into the kitchen.
The way his gaze zoned in on her bare legs and slid slowly up leaving a trail of warmth behind gave her second thoughts.
Krista took the shirt from him. “Thanks.”
In the bathroom, she stripped off her sweatshirt and slipped Shane’s on. It was the USMC shirt that she’d seen him wear a million times. Wearing it felt incredibly intimate, and she almost yanked it back off.
Ever since their kiss the other night, she’d had a hard time thinking of anything else. Dinner had been fun, but strange as she once again caught him staring at her several times. And when her gaze met his, she’d known exactly what he’d been thinking.
Since the sweatshirt fell almost to her knees, she slipped off her denim shorts, but left her underwear on. If Shane was any other guy, there was no way she’d emerge from his bathroom clad only in a sweatshirt, underwear and socks, but kiss or no kiss, this was Shane. She had no worries about him taking it as an invitation when she opened the door and walked back into the kitchen.
The way his gaze zoned in on her bare legs and slid slowly up leaving a trail of warmth behind gave her second thoughts.
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