A Romance with All the Right Moves!
Love Like Ours
Sugar Lake #3
Melissa Foster
Releasing Sept 11, 2018
Montlake
One wrong move, and she meets a guy with all the right ones…
Talia Dalton lives her life on cruise control. Despite her successful
career as a professor, she prefers protecting her broken heart to taking
chances. She’s calm, cool, collected, and steady. Until the morning she takes
her eyes off that familiar road and almost runs over the sexiest man she’s ever
seen. It may not be the best way to start the day, but it might be the type of
shake-up she needs.
Male dancer Derek Grant has goals, and nothing is going to get in the way
of achieving them. As a graduate student and the sole caretaker of his ailing
father, he hasn’t much time for relationships. Then Talia crashes into his
life. Sweet, pretty—and so buttoned-up that he can’t wait to help her cut
loose.
For Derek, falling in love was a beautiful accident waiting to happen.
And it might be exactly what Talia needs—if she’s willing to let go of the past
and embrace every surprise Derek has to offer.
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She shrieked
and ran across the snow. He darted after her, but she dashed through the
gazebo, scooped up a handful of snow, and tossed it at him. It hit him square
in the face, and she gasped.
“Sorry!”
He teasingly
growled and made a huge snowball, lightly packed so as not to hurt her, and
stalked toward her.
She stumbled
backward, waving her hands. “No, please!” she said between laughs.
Her killer
smile was almost enough to stop him in his tracks. “Oh yes, Parking Lot
Princess. You are mine!”
She grabbed
another handful of snow and lobbed it at him, missing by a mile. Then she
sprinted away. He took off after her and she turned, tripping over her own
feet. He lunged, catching her in his arms, but their momentum sent them both to
the snow. She landed on top of him, both of them laughing. Molly whined and
licked their faces.
Her teeth
chattered. “Sorry!”
“Hell, Talia.
I’m not.”
Her eyes
widened, then brimmed with heat again, dark and alluring as they skimmed over his
face and lingered on his lips. Her body sank exquisitely into his. Even
separated by coats and clothing, she felt incredible. Molly lay in the snow,
watching them as if she felt the unbelievable moment, too. When Talia’s eyes
found his again, they were like windows to her soul. Every sexy thought was
right there on the surface, so tempting he was about to lean up and take a
kiss, when she suddenly schooled her expression, as if she’d just realized
she’d shown her true emotions, and rolled off him.
She lay on
her back beside him, staring up at the sky, breathing heavily.
He leaned
over her and gazed deeply into her troubled, beautiful eyes. Whatever this was
between them was magnificent and stronger than anything he’d ever felt, but the
caution in her eyes won again. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to cross a line. It’s
been a long time since I’ve”—wanted to kiss a woman—“felt whatever this is
between us.”
She pressed
her lips together, and as he backed off, she grabbed his sleeve and said, “Me
too. It’s been a long time.”
Man, she was
so close, her desire evident in her tight grasp on his sleeve and the longing
look in her eyes, but the tentativeness was still there, brimming before him.
He swallowed his desires and went for levity.
“Do you have
an ailing family member you’re caring for, too?”
She shook her
head. “I have fear of the unknown, trust issues, and a full life.”
“Is that
all?” He helped her to her feet, both of them smiling with his tease.
Molly got up,
wagging her tail.
Talia’s teeth
were still chattering. He put his hands on her arms and rubbed them, itching to
pull her against him and heat her up with a scorching-hot kiss. Instead he took
her hand and said, “I’ve got something to warm you up.”
“Um
. . . ?” Her cheeks pinked up again.
He chuckled.
“Yeah, that, but since we’ve already tabled the good stuff
. . .” With Molly in tow, he led her to where his backpack lay in the
snow. He dug out the thermoses he’d brought and handed her one. “It’s not as
fun, but this should do the trick.”
She pulled
her hat a little lower on her ears. “What is it?”
“Tuxedo
mocha. Have you ever had one?”
She shook her
head, wrapping both hands around the warm thermos. “Thank you for not making me
an alcoholic drink the other night, by the way. That was really nice of you to remember.”
“You’re hard
to forget, Talia.” He loved the sultry look that earned him and had to distract
himself before he made the mistake of tasting that look. “I shouldn’t
have waited so long to give this to you. The whipped cream and chocolate curls
are probably melted.”
“You had me
at whipped cream.” She took a sip and closed her eyes, moaning appreciatively.
“Holy cow,” she said breathlessly. “This is heaven in a cup.”
He clenched
his jaw as his mind chased that moan down an X-rated path. “It’ll be even
better next time, when I make it fresh for you.”
“Next time?”
she asked, and took another sip.
The tip of
her tongue swept over her lips, seriously testing his ability to
hold his tongue. He shouldered his backpack and took Molly’s leash
from where it dangled out of Talia’s pocket. As he hooked it onto Molly’s
collar, he said, “How can I help you step out of your comfort zone and get
over all your hurdles if we don’t see each other again?”
Melissa Foster is a New
York Times & USA
Today bestselling and award-winning
author. She writes sexy and heartwarming contemporary romance and new adult
romance with emotionally compelling characters that stay with you long after
you turn the last page. Melissa’s emotional journeys are lovingly erotic and
always family oriented–perfect beach reads for contemporary romance lovers who
enjoy reading about wealthy heroes and smart, sassy heroines.
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