I’m slightly nervous as I follow him into his kitchen. I gasp when I get a good look. His kitchen is my dream. Stainless steel appliances, cabinets painted a dark gray that almost pulls blue in the darkness coming through the back windows. White marble countertops are spotless and inviting. Contemporary lighting provides enough where it’s needed, and softens where it isn’t. “You have a pot filler,” I gasp with jealousy.
He laughs. “I do. When Dad and I were designing this place, he said I’d appreciate it if I were ever going to make dinner often. Since I do, I use it all the time.”
“You make dinner a lot?” I’m learning so much about him tonight.
“When I decided to buy this place and gut it, I didn’t have a ton of money. Still repaying college loans too,” he shrugs. “So while I do go out with my friends to the bar, I don’t spend a ton as I’m paying down stuff. Dad helped me more than he should’ve, but he wasn’t able to take care of everything. The amount of free labor and construction work he gave me for this place was well into the hundreds of thousands. My friends helped too, which is why they hang out here all the time when we aren’t working or at Monroe’s.”
The scent of whatever we’re going to eat permeates the room. “What else are you going to surprise me with tonight?” I tilt my head to the side.
“Hopefully everything you never imagined I would be.”
Our eyes meet, and I get lost in the green depths of his. I’ve seen them in many different situations and they tend to change colors depending on what’s happening. It runs the gamut from very light to dark, like the luscious floor of the rainforest. “I don’t really know you at all do I?” My voice is quiet as I observe him. “Does anyone really know you?”
He scratches the back of his neck, ducking his head down. “There are very few people who do, and I prefer it that way.”
“Why? You always seem so open with everyone.” I’m beginning to realize many of us have secrets.
“It’s complicated.”
I walk over to him, and grab his hand in mine. “We’re all complicated, but can I put it out there I would love to get to know your complications.” I’m never this forward, but there’s something about him standing in this amazing kitchen, telling me little snippets that make him the person he is. I’m taking them all and putting them in my pocket – pieces to the puzzle that make up this man.
He runs a palm over his stubble. “You’re probably just about the only person I’d let do that.”
Blurb:
A year worth of flirting comes down to this kiss…
Abel
I’ve eaten more tacos the past year than I have my entire life. It’s not because I love those little handfuls of goodness (although I do). It’s because of the woman who runs the local food truck Let’s Taco Bout It. Seeing her makes my day, and while I can’t admit my feelings, I can at least see her smile.
Until Halloween. When a man gives her attention she doesn’t want, she pretends we’re together, and lays a kiss on me that I’ll never forget.
Kara
I’ve spent the last year watching the hottie in the constantly torn and dirty jeans eating shyly walking up to my food truck and ordering the same thing each time. I’ve done my best to drag him out of his shell, but nothing works until a night of unwanted attention forces me to make a move.
Now? He’s hanging around even more, and when his husky voice calls me his girlfriend? I melt into a puddle, and he’s the only one who can pick me up and put me back together again.
Abel is book two in The Broken Falls Series: a series of interconnected standalones following a group of friends who have become family in small-town West Virginia, and the women who bring them to their knees. You do not have to read them in order, but each book builds upon the relationships of the last.
Laramie Briscoe is the USA Today and Wall Street Journal Bestselling Author of over 30 books, with sales of over half a million copies.
Since self-publishing her first book in May of 2013, Laramie has appeared on the Top 100 Bestselling E-books Lists on Apple Books, Amazon Kindle, Kobo, and Barnes & Noble. Her books have been known to make readers laugh and cry. They are guaranteed to be emotional, steamy reads.
When she’s not writing alpha males who seriously love their women, she loves spending time with friends, reading, and marathoning shows on Netflix.
Married to her high school sweetheart, Laramie lives in Bowling Green, KY with her husband (the Travel Coordinator) and an adorable dog named Gus.
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