There’s safety in solitude isn’t there?
Single dad and best-selling thriller writer Ethan James has no problem being Templeton Cove’s most famous recluse until a surprise visit from the past plunges him into a real-life crime drama just as feisty nurse Leah Dixon barges her way into his world.
Ethan’s first priority is to protect his daughter. His second priority is to keep Leah out of this dark web and that means out of his bed. Except Leah isn’t going anywhere; she’s afraid little Daisy is in danger.
Ethan couldn’t live with himself if anything happened to Leah but pushing her away may be even harder!
He stared into her eyes. He had to kiss her, had to see if she tasted as good as she smelled. “Leah…”
“Just kiss me already.” She smiled and leaned toward him, her mouth hovering just centimeters from his. “I know you want to. I can see it in those beautiful eyes of yours.”
He pulled her closer and kissed her. She lightly moaned before gently easing her tongue to his and Ethan kissed her deeper, harder, sliding his hands to her waist. She lifted from the couch and slid onto in his lap. He wound his hands into the silky, soft hair at the nape of her neck and she dug the fingers of one hand into his shoulder, the other gripping his upper arm.
Deep desire rippled through his body as arousal burned, the stirring of his erection pressing against the confines of his jeans.
He drew back and released a slow breath, their gazes locked as she exhaled a shaky breath and slipped from his lap onto the couch. “Well, there won’t be any going back from a kiss like that anytime soon.”
“So it’s not just me who is kind of scared then?”
“Scared?” She shook her head and reached for her wineglass. “It will take lot more than a kiss like that to scare me.”
Daisy murmured and shifted in her sleep and Ethan snapped his gaze to the couch, his body on his alert and guilt slipping into its familiar place. “God, if she’d seen us…”
“She didn’t.” She slid her hand onto his thigh and leaned back against the couch. “Let’s just take one day at a time. We’ve shared dinner and a kiss. We’re not getting married and we’re not bound by blood.” She smiled, her gaze happy. “Who knows what might happen tomorrow? Let’s just enjoy our time together. Okay?”
He faced her as trepidation over the huge possibility of what tomorrow might bring whispered through him.
Rachel Brimble lives with her husband and two teenage daughters in a small town near Bath in the UK. After having several novels published by small US presses, she secured agent representation in 2011. Since 2013, she has had seven books published by Harlequin Superromance (Templeton Cove Stories) and an eight coming in Feb 2018. She also has four Victorian romances with eKensington/Lyrical Press.
Rachel is a member of the Romantic Novelists Association and Romance Writers of America, and was selected to mentor the Superromance finalist of So You Think You Can Write 2014 contest. When she isn’t writing, you’ll find Rachel with her head in a book or walking the beautiful English countryside with her family. Her dream place to live is Bourton-on-the-Water in South West England.