One More Night $2.99
A 1Night Stand Story
Three years ago, Jenna ran away from what should have been the best night of her life. Letting her fear and shame get in the way of true happiness has haunted her ever since. It’s time to move on and put the past behind her. A date through the 1Night Stand service is the perfect opportunity to start living life again.Genre: Erotic romance, contemporary, BDSM
When the love of his life slipped through his fingers, Drake hated to let her go. A near-death accident prevented him from going after her. But after three years of recovery and waiting, he’s ready to take back what’s his, and he’ll do whatever it takes to keep her from running again.
Can Madame Eve work a miracle or will love lose out to pride and fear?
Heat level: 4
Word count – 12k
Cover art by Mina Carter
And now for that Excerpt!
“I spend more time here than my apartment. I should let the lease run out and move into the break room next door. I thought about putting in a trailer at the end of the parking lot, but I haven’t gotten around to it. I’m not much for modular housing.” “You don’t care where you live as long as the house is bolted to the ground. Is there a plot of land across the road? You could build a nice home there.”
“True.” He waved her into his office. “What do you think?”
The whole building screamed class—from the ebony-tiled floors to the chic black pin striping on the walls. She let go of his arm and clasped her hands together. Under the formalities of being an office, his space showed his originality. Models of famous aircraft dangled from the the ceiling. Framed images of his aircraft decorated the walls along with a smattering of awards, and an enormous map of the state. But no photos of people.
The cheesy Christmas lights encircling the window snagged her attention. When they’d dated, Drake always had a set of the tiny bulbs. He’d loved the way the lights filled the room with soft color. A sheet covered the desk, creating a fancy table complete with fried chicken and biscuits. Tears misted in her eyes. He’d done the same spread the night he popped the question—the night she ran away.
“Thought we’d get to eat dinner this time.” Drake closed the office door then crossed the room to his desk. When he sat down in his office chair, his face lost all color for a moment and his brow creased. “Long day.”
“Do you want to stick with that answer or come up with something new?” “I’ll stay in the holding pattern for a little longer.”
“Sure.” She tossed her shoes onto the carpet. The chicken smelled divine, but she wasn’t in the mood to eat. They had one night and by God, she was going to take all she could get. Answers could come later.
Jenna moved the chicken to the side and grabbed the cord to close the blinds. “Since this is supposed to be a one-night stand, why don’t we try a few things we never got around to doing? We’ve never played airline CEO and the naughty receptionist.”
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