Title: Tossed
Author: Lane Martin
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: May 9, 2017
Synopsis
Tossed is a standalone novella.
Zeke “Tank” Sherman and Shelby meet at the end of Sifted (A Recipe for Love – Book 2). This is their story.
Home? They say it’s where the heart is. I guess that means I haven’t had one in seven years. A heart or a home that is. And then I met Shelby. She may have been pint-sized, but she packed one hell of a punch. The little pixie, as I liked to call her, shined so bright she left a trail of sparkles everywhere she went. Too bad life isn’t a fairytale, and pixie dust can’t fix everything. The day of her birthday party she showed her true colors, and just like my family back in Liberty Falls she tossed me aside and didn’t look back. At least that’s what I thought until I got that phone call. You know the one. The one you can’t ignore. The one that forces you to do something you never thought you would do. Go home. And apparently, Shelby wasn’t about to let me fly alone.
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Excerpt
"Whatever you say, Miss Shelby." He smiled as we both buckled up. He revved the engine, and I'm pretty sure he moaned, but it was drowned out by the sound of the 306 horsepower V-8 engine. I turned up the radio, put my head back, and closed my eyes, but I could still picture his amused smile. Knowing I had put that look on his face made me happy, and I couldn't help but think I wanted to do it again.
I don't know how long we drove. I didn't open my eyes when Zeke turned off the engine or got out of the car, but I did when my car door opened for me. He held his hand out to me, and I took it without question.
"Where are we?"
He just shrugged, never letting go of my hand, and kept walking in the direction of the seaside shack where we had parked. The menu was scrawled out on a giant chalkboard, but my companion didn't ask me what I wanted. No, he just looked me up and down before ordering two lobster rolls, one bottled water, and pointing to a frozen drink many of the other patrons were enjoying. The girl behind the counter asked if he wanted a rum float on the top and he didn't pause before he answered yes. I guess I was driving us back to the house. Zeke paid for our food and took the number she offered him. He handed me the bottled water and then guided me by the hand to a surprisingly empty table. I didn't know if I should be mad or flattered my new friend didn’t even ask me what I wanted to eat. Hell, for all I knew both lobster rolls were for him—he was a big guy. I cracked the top of the water and began to chug it down while I stared into his alluring hazel eyes.
"I'm glad you're enjoying my water," he snickered before smiling again. Damn, his smile was hot.
The waitress arrived. "This is yours, pixie girl." He motioned to the drink she placed before me. It was huge.
"Mine?" I asked with surprise.
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