Scarred by a long-ago crime of passion,
Parker Rieth has dedicated himself to a cold, emotionless existence as a
divorce lawyer. He is utterly unprepared for the effect Kaitlin Stringer has on
his heart, mind and soul. Beautiful, ethereal and irresistible, she touches him
in a way no other woman has. Though he has vowed to avoid her, he is drawn
toward her.
Psychic healer Kaitlin is just what
Parker needs to reconcile his past, to finally set old ghosts to rest, and to
claim his destiny. Can he find the courage to step into Kaitlin’s embrace? Does
she have what it takes to awaken his sleeping passion?
An
Excerpt
PARKER’S PASSION, Copyright © SABRINA YORK,
2014, All
Rights Reserved, Sabrina York
“First aid kit?”
she asked in a no nonsense voice.
“In the bathroom.
Under the sink.” He nodded in that direction.
When she took off
to find it, he carefully peeled back his shirt and frowned. The cut was nasty,
but not too deep. He wouldn’t need stitches, but it would have to be wrapped
and he’d probably need to go see Doctor Marks first thing on Monday. Maybe get
a rabies shot or something.
A gasp from the
doorway shot through him like a bullet. He yanked his shirt down but it was too
late; he could tell by the expression on her face, she’d seen. “It’s not bad,”
he said in a light voice.
She snorted and
dumped gauze, peroxide, antiseptic and tape on the bed.
And then she
dropped to her knees before him.
Holy Jesus God. She dropped to her knees before him. In
his bedroom.
His mortification
that she’d seen his scars was swept away by a devastating lust. He nearly lost
consciousness. Despite the fact he was in pain, his cock rose.
What was it about
this woman?
On her knees before
him?
“It needs tending,”
she said, ripping open a package of gauze and setting it aside. “Lift your
shirt.”
He cringed.
Lift his shirt?
On purpose?
In front of a
woman?
A woman he wanted
to—
“Lift. Your.
Shirt.” Her tone brooked no refusal.
“Kaitlin…” He
should warn her. She’d seen it, but maybe she hadn’t really seen it.
“Parker, I need to
get some peroxide on it and quickly. Please. Lift your shirt.”
Well hell.
It had been a nice
fantasy, while it lasted. Once she saw, she’d run screeching the other way.
They all did. Or, if they didn’t screech, their noses would curl up and their
faces would go all cold. And then they’d quietly
run away.
Slowly, he pulled
up the hem.
And hell. Yes. Her
nose wrinkled.
But she didn’t run.
She touched him.
She touched his scars—mottled and discolored and ugly—thumbing them gently.
“Hmm,” she said, turning away to open the bottle of hydrogen peroxide and
soaking the gauze with it. She met his gaze saying, “This will be cold,” before
daubing it on his cut.
He flinched when
she touched him.
“Sorry,” she
muttered. “Did that hurt?”
“No.” It didn’t
hurt. But then, it wouldn’t.
Most of the nerves
there were dead. The only place it burned was on the sides, where his scars
weren’t quite so thick.
She gently dabbed
at him, making sure to get the antiseptic over the whole cut. “I’m going to
cover this, but I need to wrap it around your waist,” she said. “It will be
easier if you take off your shirt.”
God. No.
His belly was bad
enough. But the rest of him?
“Kaitlin…”
“I need to do your
arm too.”
“I can do my arm.”
She sent him a
mocking pout. “Parker, let me help you. You helped me last night. It would be
my honor to return the favor.”
God bless her. She
was so damn sincere and genuine. How could he explain?
“I don’t like
taking off my shirt,” he said. Well, that didn’t explain much. Then again, it
explained everything. “These scars…” He waved to his exposed stomach. Hell he
could barely stand to look at it himself. He hated the way he looked. Had since
he was five.
“Yes?”
He sucked in a
breath, steeling his spine. “I have them…all over.”
She set her hand on
his knee. Her jaw went slack. Her eyes glazed over. “Wow,” she said after a
long moment. She cleared her throat. “That must have hurt a lot.”
He cracked a grin.
He did not know why. “Yes. Yes it did.”
“Okay. Now take off
your shirt.”
“Kaitlin…”
“Just do it,
Parker. Let me wrap this up and then you can put your armor back on.” This she
said gently, with no discernible derision. It was horrifying how she seemed to
see right through to his soul. Then again, it was comforting as well.
Which was probably
why he did it…why he took the hem of his shirt in his hands and pulled it off.
Exposing himself to another human—not in the medical profession—for the first
time in years.
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Fall in Love on Tryst Island
When a group of friends share a vacation house, wild hijinks,
unexpected hook-ups and steamy sex ensue. And true love. Did I mention they all
find true love?
Kristi Cross has had the hots for her friend, Cameron Jackson as
long as she can remember, but she knows she’s not his type. She’s nothing like
the women he dates. So when he suggests they play for a kiss over a game
of Hearts, Kristi can’t resist. Even if she loses, she wins. Because she’s
finally going to taste him.
Of course, one kiss can quickly become something
altogether steamier, especially when both parties are on the rebound…
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Dylan Deveney has no interest in a wild fling. He simply wants a
quiet place where he can try to forget a painful past and, barring that, drink
himself to death. But when he catches a glimpse of his exquisite neighbor—in
the buff—his passion for life reignites.
Cassie French can’t resist Dylan’s allure. From his scruffy
beard to his earring to his intriguing dragonfly tattoo, she’s crazy about him.
And sex between them is scorching. Everything seems perfect…until a tragedy
from Dylan’s past threatens to ruin everything.
Bella Cross has had a thing for Holt Lamm since college, but his
scorching dominant energy scares her to death. And his list of conquests annoys
her. But when Holt catches her smoking, and offers her something else to fixate
on—if only for a night—she simply cannot resist.
When Emily Donahue sets eyes on Ash Bristol, she is convinced
he’s the one she’d been waiting for, her Prince Charming. But wealthy playboy
Ash Bristol’ has been burned. He’s sworn off relationships, vowing to have
nothing more than a series of steamy one night stands. So when he meets Emily,
the most beautiful woman he’s ever seen, he resolves to seduce her, possess
her…and walk away.
The passion that ignites between them has him questioning his
decision. He begins to suspect he just tossed away the best thing that’s ever
happened to him…and vows to win her back. Can he survive the erotic punishment she—and her friends—
devise?
Book 5: Devlin’s Dare
Devlin Fox has always been a player. A horny bee flitting from
flower to flower. He has no idea why the sexy minx he meets on the way to Tryst
Island affects him the way she does. Arousal—for her—hits him like a fist to
the gut and he can’t stop thinking about her.
But Tara Romano doesn’t “do” commitments. For good reason. When
she proposes they be “friends with benefits,” Devlin can’t figure out why the
idea annoys him so much. It should be the perfect scenario. A gorgeous,
alluring woman who only wants him for his body… He wants, needs, more from
Tara, so he hits upon a plan to turn their no-strings-fling into something
lasting. A series of tantalizing dares—dares Tara cannot resist.
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