Christy McKee began her career in TV news and eventually found her way into advertising and finally fiction. She believes a good story should be about characters who win your heart, sometimes move you to tears and occasionally make you laugh. As a reader, Christy hopes you'll be swept into her characters' lives enjoy getting to know them, experience the challenges they endure and be with them when they come out on the other side.
Lilly Talbot never imagined she would be starting her life over again. Losing her good name for something she didn’t do has driven her to move into an old lake house she inherited in Vermont. Upon arrival, she is shocked. Half the roof is about to slide into Lake Champlain. Even more upsetting, the man who can fix it will only agree if she trades him room and board for his labor. What will the good people of Haley think of her sharing a house with the handsome bachelor?
A man with a past…
Connor “Mac” McQueen, once one of the infamous Whiz Kids of Wall Street, spent three years in prison for insider trading. Only one thing sustained him during his time inside, the thought of owning Point Cottage, a home he’d fallen in love with years ago. He plans to turn the house into a stunning showcase for his eco-friendly home construction business.
Secrets and lies…
Now someone’s trying to drive Lilly from her home. Is it someone from her past? Mac has secrets of his own-- that could ruin lives if revealed. But if Lilly and Mac are to have a future together they must first delve into the past for answers and accept some difficult truths about each other. Only then, will they know if true love is in their hearts.
Mac reached around her and saved the project under a new file, "Lilly's stuff," then he pulled her chair away from the table. "Come on, I'll smooth out your pretty little neck and shoulders in no time."
Lilly didn't care if it was a line or not. She wanted to feel his big hands on her. She let him pull her out of the chair and lead her over to his delightfully soft leather couch. He sat down in the corner and put her in front of him, his thick, muscled thighs on either side of her hips. Beneath his strong grip, slide and release, she sank deeper into a soft, mellow contentment.
After a few minutes of heavenly relaxation, Mac nuzzled her ear. "Feel better?"
"You have no idea." She sighed. "Whatever you do, please don't stop."
He offered up a deep, masculine chuckle. "Not even for something that gives you more pleasure?"
Pleasure? The way the word rolled off Mac's tongue, it was more of an invitation than a question.
Without waiting for her answer, Mac dropped warm kisses along the sensitive skin of her neck and innocent—tender little kisses that appeared to be heading in no particular direction, igniting nerves along the way and blazing a path straight to her core. Mercy, she wanted more of the pleasure Mac seemed ready to give.
She tipped her head towards him and his mouth closed over hers. His strong arms turned her around until she was sitting on his lap, facing him. In the process her breasts brushed against his broad chest, and every nerve within her went on full alert. Had she ever actually sat on a man's lap before, other than maybe, Santa Claus’s? Desire, dormant for far too long, awakened, and Lilly's breath caught as a slow burn kindled inside her. For the first time in forever, need and want filled her, crowding out any cautionary thought.
Mac's large, calloused hands gently captured her face then plowed through her hair, freeing it from her ponytail. Pulling her towards him, his mouth played over hers before thrusting his tongue inside and taking full possession. There was no detail of him that escaped Lilly's notice—the graze of his five o'clock shadow against her tender skin, his spicy masculine scent and the sexy growl he made when her tongue finally tangled with his. She wanted him to roll her beneath him, to feel the full force of him surrounding her and filling her.
Her breath came in short, hot pants. Hindered by her bandages, her frustration grew at not being able to touch him, to feel his powerful shoulders and muscular chest. Instead, she settled for sliding her hands around his neck and drawing him even closer. To her surprise, Mac pulled back.
One of his big hands cupped her chin. "There is nothing I'd rather do than take you to bed, this minute. But, you've suffered a trauma and you're vulnerable right now."
It took a few seconds for Mac's words to filter through her R-rated thoughts. He was backing off? He could just push her away like that when he was the one who started kissing her?
His blue eyes bored into hers. "Make no mistake, baby girl. I'm going to take you to bed and soon. Can’t wait to do all the things with you I’ve been dreaming about."
"Oh." Her voice dripped with disappointment and disbelief. Soon? Well, that didn’t exactly help her out now, did it? He’d brought out all of these feelings and desires and she was supposed to turn them off? Even though “soon” wasn’t a rejection, it still felt like one. She removed her arms from Mac's shoulders and squirmed out of his lap, taking a smug few seconds to note his rock hard condition upon which she'd been sitting.
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