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A Promise Kept
Anissa Garcia
Publishing: June 6, 2016
Closing her heart a long time
ago, Grace Clark made a promise she’s vowed to keep. Having Hollywood
heartthrob Evan Matthews move in next door with his alluring good looks,
charisma, wit, and sexy smile is a temptation that runs the risk of
compromising the importance of that promise.
Evan is drawn to his new neighbor. Grace is the exact opposite of the women he normally encounters. Enticing, down-to-earth, and confident, she captivates him. She has no problems facing off with Evan, and he soon realizes Grace is much more than just a challenge. He wants to prove himself to her.
Grace can see the man beyond the actor, and with more than just her pride at stake, she needs to hold tight to her promise before Evan breaks through all her walls, exposing her heart.
Evan is drawn to his new neighbor. Grace is the exact opposite of the women he normally encounters. Enticing, down-to-earth, and confident, she captivates him. She has no problems facing off with Evan, and he soon realizes Grace is much more than just a challenge. He wants to prove himself to her.
Grace can see the man beyond the actor, and with more than just her pride at stake, she needs to hold tight to her promise before Evan breaks through all her walls, exposing her heart.
Within
the hour, Grace was working up a sweat as she huffed and puffed on the
treadmill. The gym was full of morning
people who used all the elliptical machines, which was an unexpected and
annoying revelation. She grumbled to
herself as she picked up speed and let Bruno Mars blast in her ears.
She slowed after half an hour and grabbed her towel to
wipe her forehead. Her peripheral vision
caught a man walking toward her and she did a double take. Oh,
Jesus, help me. Grace tugged her
earbuds off and slowed her pace as Evan approached the machine and rested his
sweaty forearm against it.
“Good
morning, Gracie Lynn.” He stood before
her with his damp hair hanging over his forehead and his white shirt clinging
onto his chest. She could see every cord
of his neck muscles as he steadied his breathing. “You stalking me?”
The
length of his physique stood out—trim, well-defined, and unflawed. He was so confident and masculine. Even with sweat trickling down the side of
his temples he looked absolutely delicious.
It just wasn’t fair.
“You
wish, Matthews.” She tried to force her
mouth to remain straight as she reached for her bottled water and took a
sip. “What are you doing at my gym?”
“Getting
tortured for the sake of art.”
Her
laugh couldn’t be held back as she stopped the treadmill and jumped off. She glanced over and saw Josh with a few
other guys all pumping iron. “Well, you
play your role very well.”
“So
you’re saying I got a rocking bod?” His
smile grew as he followed her. “Wait til
you see me without my clothes.”
“God,
that ego,” she teased. Grace noted
several women looking in their direction.
Some of them gaped, trying to get themselves under control. Others tried to give Evan seductive looks in
hopes he would return them. He was hard
to ignore. She wondered if any of these
women would be brave enough to approach him.
He
was probably used to being stared at and hit on all the time. It seemed like second nature to him. A pang of jealousy suddenly hit Grace and she
tried to let the emotion pass as quickly as it had appeared. These feelings were beginning to creep on
her, more so when she was around him.
“Don’t
say you wouldn’t appreciate it,” Evan joked.
“Looks
like blondie over there appreciates it.”
Grace smirked, pushing her chin toward big boobs on the elliptical. The woman was basically eye-humping Evan the
moment she had spotted him.
“You
jealous, Gracie? I only got eyes for
you, doll.”
“Sure
you do, Matthews,” she chuckled as she reminded herself to take it to the friend
zone. Stopping, she forced herself to
look at Evan and caught him observing her carefully. Her skin prickled and she suddenly felt
vulnerable. Heat surged between their
bodies and she was aware of how close he was getting to her.
He leaned in toward her, hovering, the largeness of his
body towering over her small frame. “I’m
taking you to breakfast, Gracie.”
His smooth demand caressed her ears making her forget
that friend zone thing. “O-okay,” she
stammered, fighting for breath.
“I-I-need to just…” She tried to
move away from him as she pointed toward the ladies’ room. “Um…I need to shower.”
“Me too,” he chuckled.
“Look, I’ll meet you at your place in twenty minutes.”
Grace nodded in compliance as she walked away completely
at a loss of how she was going to stop herself from giving in to this gorgeous
man.
Anissa Garcia resides in
Austin, Texas and earned her Bachelor’s Degree in Speech Communications and
English. She held an array of jobs including Public
Relations Manager for Barnes and Noble. Wanting a change of pace, she moved to
Los Angeles where she attended The American Academy of Dramatic Arts, and
trained full-time in theatre. After working in Hollywood, she returned to Texas
where she has written articles for Cosmopolitan and Lady Couture. When not
writing stories, watching movies, or drinking a latte, she loves to daydream
about romantic fictional men.
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