Luc
by J.M. Stewart
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After her husband’s
death two years ago, erotic romance author Liz Anderson moved home to
small-
With a three-year-old daughter to raise and a restaurant to run, the last thing Luc Rossi’s life has room for is love. After his fiancée’s betrayal, he isn’t sure he believes in it anyway. His colleague’s matchmaking attempt is awkward at best, but what can he do except play the gentleman? Liz ends up being smart, charming, and sexy, and he can’t resist her.
An offer to teach her to cook leads to a steamy fling, but this gorgeous older woman makes Luc wonder if it’s time to open his heart again. Can he convince Liz that giving their relationship a chance beyond the bedroom wouldn’t be a betrayal of the past she holds dear?
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Want an excerpt? Sure you do! Here you go:
Halfway down the alley, he pivoted and stalked back in her
direction. He glared at her, as if somehow all this was her fault.
“I was dying to let every single one of those guys know you’re
mine.”
Liz could only stare, stunned. So she was right. He was
jealous. What was worse, the intensity in his gaze sent a fierce yearning
rolling through her belly in hot little waves. Daniel had looked at her like
that once. Right before he decked some guy for making a pass at her.
Every limb shaking, she squared her shoulders, trying her
damnedest to get her equilibrium back. It didn’t matter why he was behaving
like a Neanderthal or how sexy he looked doing it. He had no right. “You do
realize it’s going to be all over town by tomorrow?”
Something flashed across the recesses of his eyes that she
didn’t catch before his jaw tightened and his expression blanked. He stalked to
the end of the alley, where the blacktop met the sidewalk, and stared out at
the street beyond. “It was all I could think of. The way he looked at you, I
knew exactly what he was thinking, and you were standing there, frozen in
fear.”
Liz folded her arms. It was a meager defense, but it was all
she had left. “I wasn’t afraid of him. I could have handled him if I’d had to.
My father was a police officer. He taught me how to take care of myself. So did
my husband. I know self-defense, and I’m a damn good shot. I—”
Luc pivoted around, eyes wide with surprise. “You know how
to shoot a gun?”
“Daniel insisted I learn. I have a nine millimeter, and I
have a permit to carry concealed, though I’ve never had the guts to actually
carry it on me.” She frowned, unsure who she was more irritated with: him for
getting to her or herself for responding. “The point being, I could have
dropped him if I’d needed to. But I didn’t.”
Luc cocked a brow, clearly challenging her assertion. “Then
why did you look so panicked? Who the hell was that guy?”
She heaved a sigh. He had her there. Damn it. “An overzealous
fan. He kept going on and on about my writing, and people were starting to
stare.”
But that was neither here or there. It was past time to end
this insanity.
“Look, I have no idea what to expect after a one-night
stand. That’s essentially what we shared, isn’t it? So, I expected we’d said
our goodbyes and we wouldn’t see each other again. When I didn’t hear from you,
I figured we were going our separate ways. I get it. But I’m fairly certain
that means you forfeit your right to be jealous. I appreciate the concern, but
I’m a big girl. I can handle myself.”
Without waiting for a reply, she pivoted on her heel and
stalked from the alleyway, heading for the safety of the booth as fast as her
legs could carry her. Whatever the hell this was, she was backing out now,
because alarms bells were sounding in her head.
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