"As I stared into the deep blue abyss of his soul-piercing eyes, I could tell there was something more to Blaze's frightening exterior, something genuine. It actually felt pretty thrilling to be at the mercy of his darkness."Harley should be happy.
Her boyfriend since forever has just given her a ring, promising they'll spend their lives together... eventually
. On the surface, he has all the qualities a girl like Harley could ever want -- with a few key exceptions. Like how he's sworn off intimacy between them until after med school. Eight years is a long time to go without...
Everything that's "safe" about the relationship she's chosen gets left behind the night Blaze walks in. Ripped, rugged and dangerously sexy,
he's about to take HIS Harley
for one wild ride...This 9000+ word ***QUICK-N-DIRTY*** novelette contains graphic language, adult themes and explicit scenes. It's for anyone who's ever fallen for a bad boy... or wishes they had!EXCERPT
"You shouldn't be talking to that man. He looks dangerous," said Lana, who was checking Blaze out in an uneasy manner.
"You got a problem?" he said, downing the rest of his double. He threw his glass back down on the counter and shot Lana a rather menacing stare.
"No, Blaze, she's cool," I told him.
"Lana here's just a little concerned, 'cuz I don't normally talk to guys like..."
I cut myself off upon realizing what a completely fucking stupid thing it was for me to say.
"Guys like ME??" he boomed, his eyebrows raised and tensions clearly running high.
Again he scared me by grabbing onto me, this time above the elbow, pulling me across the bar and over to him.
"Blaze, I'm-- I'm sorry!" I gasped.
"I didn't mean anything bad by it."
"Little girl, don't you fuck with me. You don't know the first thing
about 'guys like me'."
"I'm... gonna go," whispered Lana, who obviously couldn't wait to GTFO. She scrambled to collect her things and headed out the bar.
"Call me," she mouthed before closing the door behind her.
Turning my attention back to Blaze, I said, "You're right, I don't know anything about guys like you. But I'd love to get the chance... if you'll have me."
He wasn't anything like Colby, that's for damn sure. Blaze was rawer, rougher and tougher -- and obviously had a different breed of life experience under his belt. I couldn't help but wonder what else he kept "below the belt" -- if he was rougher all the way through...