“Because you have always been, and will always be, my Angel,” I admit, dropping a kiss on her shoulder, pulling her even closer.
“How are we going to tell, Max?”
“Together.” I say simply. I have a sneaky suspicion he won't be surprised at all. “Now get some sleep.”
Wrapped up in each other’s arms, that’s exactly what we do.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Chelle Pimblott lives in Central Highlands of Victoria, Australia with her husband, two teenage sons, and their Irish Wolfhound, Sarge.
She started reading romance novels back in the 80’s, when she found her grandmother’s Mills & Boon stash, and she hasn’t looked back since!
Although, she didn't actually start writing romance novels until her mid 40’s, well after her beloved grandmother’s death, she’s pretty damned sure her grandmother would be proud as punch of her pursuits today. Chelle’s stories are very steamy, but even so, she knows her grandmother wouldlovethem!
Chelle started writing after sharing a quickie that she’d written with her friends one day, and they encouraged her to continue the story. That same group of friends still stand behind her today, and that first quickie became‘Sneaky,’her first published novel.
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TWO’S A CROWD
BY OLIVIA HUXLEY
Harper has avoided her brother's best friend Chase for years, trying to get over her attraction to him. When he offers to drive her to her family’s Thanksgiving vacation, which means she’ll be spending hours in his car with him, avoiding him is no longer an option. But things only escalate when circumstances force the two of them to find shelter in a cabin and Harper must hide how she feels.
CHAPTER 1
Chase Connelly had beena thorn in Harper’s side for the past eight years, ever since the first time her older brother brought him home for Christmas break during his freshman year at Columbia University, where both were attending on athletic scholarships. Harper was instantly infatuated.
He was tall, taller than her brother, who’d always been smug about their height differences. The boys were on the university’s hockey team, but where her brother was lanky, his roommate Chase was already broad-shouldered and muscular, his pectorals rippling beneath his sweaters as she tried not to drool.
For the entire two weeks, she would find ways to be in the same room as him, offered to make him (and, by extension, her annoying brother) coffee, asked him to taste-test the cookies she was making, watched him surreptitiously beneath her lowered lashes, and generally made him her entire focus while trying to hide her crush.
She thought she’d succeeded until she was approaching her brother’s door one night after brushing her teeth. It was ajar, and she heard low voices.
“You know my sister likes you, right?”
Grr. She would kill Jackson for saying something.
“I like her, too. She’s a good kid.”
Her pulse fluttered.
“No, I mean,likes youlikes you. She’s crushing on you big time. Can’t you tell by the way she follows you around like a puppy?”
SHUT UP, Jackson.
