Love Me
A Pleasant Valley Novel
By Anna Brooks
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: April 25, 2017
Vaughn Morris
survives on denial and hope. He spends his days permanently marking other’s
skin and his nights trying to forget the scars imbedded in his soul. When he
returns back home desperately seeking approval from the mother who left him for
dead, the last thing he expects to do is fall in love with a woman who is just
as closed off as he is.
Rayne Garner
hasn’t truly lived in years. She made a promise to her high school sweetheart,
and she refuses to break it. Nobody has made her question her loyalty until
Vaughn forces her to face reality, no matter how brutal it may be.
As tempers clash
and ugly truths are revealed, a friendship they didn’t need turns into a love
neither thought they wanted. But Rayne and Vaughn not only have to fight for
each other, they must survive threats from a past they’re both trying to move
on from.
“Vaughn, look .
. .” I whisper.
“I am. And I
really like what I see.”
I knew earlier
that he was trouble, but now, with his hands on me and the thoughts I’m having
that I know I shouldn’t be . . . I’ve gotta squash this before anything starts.
“Listen, I—”
His hair moves
freely as he shakes his head. “Don’t blow me off. I know that’s what you’re
about to do. Don’t do it.”
“I’m a lesbian,”
I blurt out. “I’m flattered, but sorry.” I’ve rehearsed the line so many times
I almost believe it myself. Wish I believed it sometimes.
He laughs. It
catches me so off guard that I find my jaw open, and I’m staring at the way
laughter changes the hard angles of his face to soft ones that make him less
intimidating and more beautiful.
“Why are you
laughing? You’re the one in a gay bar.”
“I’m here for
Kenny and Brad. I’m not gay, darlin’, and if you think that, then I gotta step
up my game.”
“I’m not
interested in playing games.” I cross my arms defensively. “Besides, I didn’t
say that you were gay. I said I was a lesbian.”
He laughs again.
Once he catches his breath, he takes another shot. “The way you were moving
your hips. Grindin’ on my cock . . . Damn, baby. Got me hard as a fuckin’ rock.
You’re not a lesbian.”
“Yes. I am.”
This is what I tell people when I get hit on, because the truth is too hard to
bear. Sometimes, I just don’t want the reminder that I won’t have anything
else.
“You’re not a
lesbian.”
“Fine.” I sigh.
“Caught me. I’m asexual.”
He huffs. “No,
you’re not.”
“Am too.”
“Are not.”
“Am too!” I
screech.
He extends his
arm and runs a finger around my knee and up to the hem of my very short dress.
I try to pretend he doesn’t affect me, but my breath hitches in my throat, and
my cheeks heat up. When he traces just beneath the hemline, I shiver. Dammit.
Asshole.
“No. You’re
not.” He smirks and squeezes my thigh before letting go.
Anna began
writing when she thought the world would want to hear her sick lyrics through
song. Since then, she's realized her childhood dream wasn't so far-fetched,
just misguided. Now she writes romance with real emotions and happy endings. If
Anna isn't writing or reading, she can be found by a space heater painting her
nails and drinking a ridiculous amount of Diet Dr Pepper. She also likes to
hang out with her husband and two boys. If it wasn't for them, she wouldn't
ever leave the house. Anna was born in Wisconsin but now lives in the Evergreen
State.
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