A woman facing life.
Agreeing to be a surrogate was meant to bring happiness to both Jen and her older sister Annie. A horrific accident, however, leaves Jen not only grieving, but pregnant with twins.
A man who has faced death.
With the clock ticking until he loses his whole world, cancer survivor Garrick needs to unwind before he becomes just another statistic.
Their worlds collide.
What Garrick finds in his hotel apartment not only shocks him to the core, but dregs up a whole world of pain he would rather had stayed buried.
Has fate finally decided to finish the job and kick Garrick while he is down? Or has she sent him an angel in disguise?
Jen’s nipples peaked and hardened almost painfully. The lace of her bra felt like sandpaper as she breathed, the fabric rasping against her sensitive flesh, leaving her desperate to rid herself of the cursed piece of clothing.
“I promise, Garrick,” she whispered into his ear as she nipped gently at his earlobe and cheek. Wrapping both arms around his neck and tilting her own head farther to the side to allow him greater access, she murmured, “Oh, umm, there is something you need to know.”
Continuing with his kisses, Garrick gave a mumbled “Yeah?” before sliding the strap of her dress down and eagerly exploring the newly exposed skin with his tongue.
“I ah…I have never done this before.”
