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From USA Today Bestselling Authors, Chasity Bowlin and Laramie Briscoe, comes the third book in a brand new small town series full of spice, steam, and second chances.
Ashley
Dixie Plaza. The hell hole I grew up in, is my new home, courtesy of my Dad’s petty spite. He sold my grandma’s house out from under me and now all I can afford is this beat up trailer. But Dixie Plaza isn’t all bad.
The hot, single dad neighbor with a slightly shady past and a killer smile? That’s definitely a plus. The way my pulse kicks up when he turns that smile in my direction? That’s a problem.
Ford
How the hell am I supposed to stay away from this woman when my kid adores her and the feeling is obviously mutual? I don’t have time to get involved with the pretty brunette who is not trailer park material. My daughter is my only priority. So what if I see my gorgeous new neighbor in my dreams? I’m a grown man who knows you don’t always get what you want.
But what if it’s not about wanting her. What if it’s about needing her? And that… that scares the hell out of me.
Read an Excerpt:
Pulling into the gas station, I park, and glance inside. Ashley. She's a complication I hadn't counted on. A surprise I wasn't prepared for. She looks fucking miserable standing there behind the register. Like she's trying to hold back tears that are threatening to escape down that beautiful face of hers. Her fucker of a father should be in jail next to Felicity's mother, but some people don't get what's coming to them the way they should.
Getting out, I walk in, tipping my chin at her as I head over to the cooler. There's a plethora of energy drinks that all taste horrible and make my heart pound, but I need them to stay awake. Going up to the counter, I slap the can down, and give her a smirk. "Pack of Marlboro Reds too."
She looks me up and down, her light eyes traveling all over my body. "Both of those things are going to kill you, ya know? Fifteen thirty five."
"So will old age, but at least I'll enjoy these." I quirk my eyebrows at her, as I slide sixteen bucks across the counter. "Unless you wanna give me something else to enjoy." This is the first time I've blatantly flirted with her like this, and I don't even know what makes me do it right now. Other than the fact I need to feel like something other than a father working his ass off, and she appears to need something other than this damn job.
Her head tilts to the side. Tongue goes out to lick her lips. "You keep playing your cards right, Chevy and I might."
I snort loudly, laughing at the guts she possesses. "You know my name's Ford, and if I'm lucky maybe you'll be screaming it one day soon." With those words, I turn on my heel and walk toward the door.
"What about your change?"
I turn back to face her. "Keep it safe for me. If I ever need something, I'll ask for it back."
She takes the coins out of the register and slides them in her pocket. "All you have to do is ask."
