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ππ‘π¨ππ ππ«π’π© by L.B. Dunbar is the third standalone in the Road Trips and Romance series, releasing June 1st. Join Lindee and Thad when one-night leads to a second chance adventure that neither predicted would take their desires down unfamiliar paths where one person is a wandering soul and the other wants to stay put . . . together.
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What to expect:
✔️ one-night stand
✔️ reunited lovers
✔️ newly divorced single dad
✔️ boss-employee romance
✔️ restless hearts
✔️ silver fox, over 40 romance
EXCERPT:
“Let me buy you a drink.”
I turn toward him, attempting to be polite, and lift my glass. “Thanks, but I’m good.”
His eyes roam my face and lower toward my chest. Quickly, I turn away. My breasts are large for my small frame. A curse or a blessing is debatable at times. The force of his stare has me shifting in my seat, adjusting my sweater which doesn’t expose any skin, but still, I tug at the material as if it will disguise my physique.
In my peripheral vision, a presence draws near, and I glance up to see the original stranger returning. His eyes catch on mine, and I hold that whiskey gaze. He walks with determination, boots thudding on the cement pavement. His attention doesn’t leave my face. I should look away and yet I can’t seem to pull my gaze from his.
He reaches my chair. “Sweet thing.” With his eyes focused on mine, speaking a language I can’t read, he lowers before me, knees creaking as he balances on his haunches. With my phone still in my hand, as if it’s a shield to protect me from the stranger sitting too close to me, this man reaches for my other wrist. He gazes at me as he lifts my arm and twists it the slightest bit. The lazy sweep of his thumb over the tender skin of my inner wrist settles the quake I hadn’t known was present. Then his mouth presses there. His lips linger. His eyes hold. A new vibration develops, one rippling up my arm and into my chest, like the rapid flapping of dragonfly wings, hovering in mid-air. The buzz is a pleasantly welcome effect of his kiss.
Heat rushes over my face.
I don’t understand what exactly is happening here until the man on my right grunts and hefts his body out of the chair beside me. He stalks past my sudden savior, who is still watching me, holding my eyes like I’m a prisoner to his will.
And suddenly, I want to go anywhere he’ll take me.
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