Can’t Forget You by Rachel Lacey
Part of
the Risking It All series, #3
Goodreads | December 19, 2017 | Forever | Mass
Market: $7.99 | eBook: $6.99
SUMMARY
Jessica Flynn can’t wait
to buy up that patch of unspoiled North Carolina woodland next door and expand
her spa. What could be more sensuous than a hot-tub soak under the stars?
Jessica would love to bask in the romantic view herself-but first she needs to
find the right man to join her in this fantasy. Back in high school, she
thought that was the dark and brooding Mark Dalton. But then he left to join
the Special Forces, and when he returned to town, it felt like their teenage
love affair had never even happened.
Mark Dalton has his eye
on the same property for his own business. Yet there’s something he wants to
have even more. Because Jessica is sweeter than he remembered, and he’s finding
it hard to resist his attraction to the competition. When they finally find
themselves alone, deep in the forest, nature can’t help but run a little wild.
But if she ever finds out what he’s been hiding all these years, she may never
forgive him…
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“You approve?”
Stifling a yelp, she whirled to find Mark
behind her, a brown dog at his side. It really was unfair that he could move so
quietly. “Yes, but . . . did you get a dog?”
He glanced down at the mutt standing at
attention be- side him. “Nah. Found her.”
“Really? Out here?” Jessica stepped closer,
holding out a hand toward the dog, who eyed her warily, never budging from
Mark’s side.
“Yeah. I’ll drop her by the shelter when I
leave.”
“Hi, girl.” Jessica crouched down, talking to
the dog. “How’d you wind up out here?”
The dog icked her ears forward and took a step
in Jessica’s direction. She was fairly large, with brown fur that was matted in
places and adorable, fluffy ears. After a little coaxing, she walked over and
licked Jessica’s hand.
“Maybe you should keep her,” she said to Mark.
“At least while you look for her family. She’s too sweet to go to the shelter.”
He grunted, gazing down at the dog.
Jessica stroked behind the dog’s ears. “You
know what happens to strays at the shelter who don’t find a home, right?”
Mark said nothing.
For some reason, she wanted him to keep this
dog.
Maybe it would be good for him to have someone
at home to greet him. “You don’t want her to be euthanized, do you? She seems
so quiet and well behaved.”
“Which means she probably has a family out
there looking for her.”
“And you should definitely let the shelter
know you’ve found her. I think they can even scan her for a microchip. Up to
you whether you leave her there.” She winked at him.
He said nothing.
The dog really was a sweet thing. She licked
Jessica’s fingers, her tail wagging shyly, and then returned to Mark’s side,
looking for all the world like she was waiting for her next command. When he
started walking, she followed right at his heels.
So did Jessica. They walked together in easy
silence, following the string of orange ags he had placed on the ground. He’d
been busy today and also true to his word. His flags were well away from the
area she wanted for her cabins.
She couldn’t help smiling every time she
glanced at the dog by his side. The pooch clearly already viewed Mark as her
master. It was easy to see why. He moved with a quiet confidence that obviously
set her at ease. Not sure which way to go? Just follow Mark.
Jessica was so busy doing just that that she
didn’t even see the hole in front of her until she’d stepped in it. Thrown off
balance, she groped blindly for something to hang on to, her fingers latching
on to Mark’s arm. He turned in surprise and grabbed her before she went down in
a heap.
His hands gripped her arms, warm and strong,
his eyes locked on hers. “You okay?”
She nodded because her heart was pounding so
hard she didn’t trust herself to speak. There was so much electricity in the
air between them that her whole body sizzled with it. Her stumble had landed
her close in his arms, so close that, each time she drew breath, the space
between them seemed to shrink.
His gaze dropped from her eyes to her lips.
He’s
going to kiss me!
Her blood heated, and her lips parted,
and...what the hell was she thinking? Grabbing on to the last glimmer of reason
in her brain, she stepped backward out of his arms. Pain knifed up her left
leg, and it folded beneath her, dropping her in a heap onto the forest oor.
The air left her lungs so fast she felt dazed,
sitting there, staring at Mark’s boots. Then the dog was there, nuzzling her
cheek, tail wagging.
Mark crouched in front of her. “What’s wrong?
Are you hurt?”
Not wanting to get lost in his eyes again, she
looked down at her left knee, which, now that she was no longer drunk with
lust, hurt like a son of a bitch. “I think I twisted my knee.”
“Let me have a look.” He straightened her leg
out against the bed of pine needles and gently felt her knee through her jeans.
She winced. “It’s been bothering me off and on
for a few weeks. I don’t know what I did to it.”
“You have it checked out?”
“No.” She sighed. Dammit, she hated going to
the doc-tor. Maybe because, having a nurse for a mother, she’d spent way too
much time around hospitals as a kid. “I guess I should though. I thought it was
finally better.”
She accepted the hand he held out and pushed
to her feet, putting all her weight on her right foot. Her left knee throbbed.
She could feel the heat radiating out of it. Son of a bitch.
“You able to walk on it?”
“Of course.” She took a halting step, biting
her tongue to hold back a groan. Well, better to get this over with. She
hobbled away from Mark in the direction of the spa.
“In the interest of getting home before
dark...” His arms came around her, and he swept her off her feet, lifting her
into his arms as if she weighed nothing at all (and thank goodness for that
because it took a little of the sting off her pride).
“I can walk,” she said, her voice gone all low
and husky because now she was closer than ever to him, wrapped up in his warm,
masculine scent. She felt his heart thumping against her, and as she met his
eyes, it quickened.
So did hers.
Her hands tightened behind his neck, causing
his head to dip toward hers. Helpless to ght the pull, she leaned in, and her
lips brushed his. Her entire body lit with awareness from her scalp to her
toes, like she’d just turned on the light after a very long time in the dark. Whoa.
Yeah. Sparks. She and Mark still had them.
She sucked in a ragged breath, her eyes
locking on to his, and then he kissed her back. This time his lips crashed into
hers with an urgency that matched the need aring inside her. Her eyes uttered
shut, and her lips parted.
“Woof!”
Jessica’s forehead bumped into Mark’s. He was
looking down at the dog, his expression a mixture of amusement and frustration.
At his feet, the dog was staring right back in rapt attention.
Way to
ruin the moment, Fluffball.
Mark’s gaze flicked back to Jessica’s, and
almost with-out thinking, she tipped her face, bringing her lips back to his.
Everything inside her went all hot and tingly as his tongue swept into her
mouth.
“Woof!”
“Seriously, now you discover your voice?” She
glared down at the dog in mock exasperation.
Mark let out a rough laugh. “She hasn’t made a
peep all day.”
“I don’t think she likes us kissing.” As she
spoke, her gaze dropped to his lips. The damn dog was probably the only one
here that had any sense. But right now, Jessica. Did. Not. Care.
The only thing she could think about was
kissing him again. And again.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Rachel Lacey is a
contemporary romance author and semi-reformed travel junkie. She’s been climbed
by a monkey on a mountain in Japan, gone scuba diving on the Great Barrier
Reef, and camped out overnight in New York City for a chance to be an extra in
a movie. These days, the majority of her adventures take place on the pages of
the books she writes. She lives in warm and sunny North Carolina with her
husband, son, and a variety of rescue pets.
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