"How could I ever go on
without her..."
Ryan's
Love
Sawyer Brothers #1
By C.A. Harms
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Publisher: Limitless Publishing
Release
Date: August 11, 2015
Synopsis
One of the hardest
things I have ever had to do was bury my wife.
The second hardest
thing would be watching my 12 year old daughter fall to her knees as they
lowered her mother into the ground to rest.
A heart wrenching
vision that will forever be etched in my mind.
Claire was my best
friend, she had been since we were barely old enough to talk. I always knew,
one day, I would marry her. I think I may have even told her that a few times
while we were growing up.
Never did I think I
would lose her so suddenly.
I knew at that
moment…
Our life would
never be the same again…
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Excerpt
I couldn’t contain
my happiness. Hell, I had forgotten what it was like to hold a woman close. To
hold her hand in mine or to bury my face at the base of her neck, just where it
meets her shoulder. The comfort of having a woman in my arms was something I thought
I’d never have the pleasure of again.
Amber was different
than any other woman I had met over the years. She was so sweet, shy, and
compassionate. She was so easy to talk to, and the way she listened to me made
me feel like she was hanging on my every word. The way she looked at me also
made me feel like I’d hung the moon. It was reassuring to have someone I could
share time with, someone that didn’t know me during the darkest part of my
life. She gave me the chance to let a little of the old me shine through. I had
really missed the old me.
“Climb up,” I said
from behind her as she stood staring up at the horse only a few feet from her
with a look of panic on her face. I was more than positive this was the closest
this city girl had ever been to one.
She peered back
over her shoulder, and I almost laughed at how overwhelmed she looked.
“I’m from the
city,” she said with wide eyes, emphasizing her loss at what to do. “Ryan, you
do understand that we have subways and taxis, right? We do not have horses that
are the size of SUVs. I’m going to need a little help if you expect me—” She
pointed toward her chest, then spun around to point at the horse. “—to get up
on that thing.”
Now I did chuckle.
It was impossible not to. She was damn near panicking at the thought of how she
would mount and then ride the horse.
I stepped up behind
her, my chest fitting flush against her back. Gripping her hips, I leaned my
head closer and grazed my lips over her ear. Her body relaxed against mine, and
she tilted her head to the side, opening up her neck to me.
As I placed a kiss
at the base of her neck, she shuddered in my arms. “You have to put your foot
in the stirrups,” I whispered before kissing just below her ear. “I’ll lift as
you pull yourself up.”
She nodded with her
eyes closed as her chest moved up and down in small pants.
“Go on,” I urged.
I lifted her as she
gripped the saddle, and she yelped when I firmly placed her atop Storm, my
father’s Oldenburg stallion. Jackson held him steady as I pulled myself up and
took my spot behind Amber. Our bodies were so close together I could feel her
ragged breaths as she shifted against me with each one.
Earlier, I’d been
worried about bringing her to my parents’ house. I wasn’t sure how they would
feel about seeing me with another woman after all this time. When I stopped by
last night for dinner, I wanted to make sure it was okay, and their answers
shocked me. My mother cried and assured me that moving on was for the best. She
then admitted she had worried I would never truly be happy again and that
imagining me alone without someone to love me broke her heart.
My father gave me
one of those manly hugs and said he looked forward to meeting the woman who was
bringing back his son. His words rang true as I too felt Amber was allowing me
to feel alive again. She had returned my desire to feel, to love.
Jackson, on the
other hand, just kept commenting on how good-looking the girl that caught my
attention was. He made sure to throw in the fact he met her first and had
already been inside her apartment. The cocky son of a bitch was so full of
himself, he chose to leave out the part about only being there to move
furniture. Noah, of course, was more of the silent type, yet his eyes showed he
was pleased with my choices.
“You ready?” I
asked Amber while wrapping my arms around her waist and grabbing the reins.
She nodded, and I
looked over one last time to see Jackson grinning from ear to ear.
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I love HEA stories, as long as they come packing a little heat. I need some
excitement, some angst, and moments that make me fan my face are always good
too. I am an Illinois girl, born and raised. Simple and true, it honestly
doesn't take much to make me happy. I love the little things; they truly mean
the most. I may have a slight addiction to my new Keurig--oh my, that thing is
a godsend. And so fast too. I have two children who truly are my very best
friends, and their faces never fail to put a smile on my face. I have been
married to my husband for sixteen years, and even though at times I want to
beat him with a stick, I would never change the years we have had. We have
learned and fallen, only to pick each other up, dust off the ache, and help
each other make it right.
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