HEART BREAKER (Break on Through, #2)
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Break on Through, #2
(July 28, 2015, Samhain Publishing)
Love wasn’t in the script…
Break on Through, Book 2
Former man-eater Samantha Lockhart has been an actress long enough to be able to spot a smooth-talking player a mile away. Dark-haired, bourbon-eyed, a wicked smile…Kyle Masterson is one of the best.
From his bad-boy motorcycle boots to his good-ole-boy Southern drawl, everything about Kyle screams sex appeal. But after a tragedy hits close to home, Sam tries to convince herself she’s done with players on and off the stage.
Kyle, a V-twin-riding divorce attorney, has witnessed enough horror stories of love gone wrong to know that while women are welcome in his bed, they’re definitely not in his future. But once the petite, mercurial redhead catches his eye, he can’t think of anything—or anyone—else.
Sam’s trust doesn’t come easy, but the more time they spend together, the deeper they both fall. Yet just as they’re breaking through each other’s barriers, someone who doesn’t like being upstaged makes a deadly play of his own. And if Sam refuses, she may not be able to breathe a word to anyone…ever.
Warning: Contains a small-town thespian who isn’t easily fooled and a lawyer with a weakness for V-twin engines and sassy redheads.
Getting a call from the police department, at two a.m. on a Saturday
night, was never a good thing. Immediately, an icy fear gripped my
accelerating heart as I reached for my cell. “Don’t answer it, baby,” he
pleaded while nibbling on my earlobe. I pushed him away,
tucked my long, auburn hair behind my ear and slid the bar on my phone
to answer. “Hel-hello?” I was already stammering because the ice
forming in my gut was traveling
through my veins and right to my lungs and vocal cords.
“Good evening, is this Samantha Lockhart, daughter of Stephen and
Janet Lockhart of
644 Tazewell Road in Vienna?”
Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit...this had to be bad. Please God, don’t let this be
what I think
it could be.
I took a deep breath. “Yes, this is she. Is everything okay?”
“No, I’m afraid not,” the police officer answered, her tone grave. She had
probably dreaded making this call almost as much as I was receiving it.
Just then, my bedroom door flew open and Jessica rushed in. Her
of red hair was all over the place and she was wearing her favorite
unicorn pajamas. She may have been a twenty-five-year-old special
education teacher who’d earned her master’s from Harvard University,
but she was still my kid sister who was as tuned in with me as a twin.
Without a word exchanged, we looked at one another and I knew she
immediately understood the potential severity of the situation being
conveyed on the phone.
“I’m sorry but you need to go,” Jessica addressed the less-than-worthy
Hamlet, struck dumb while still standing in his underwear.
“Um, is everything okay?” he asked.
“Shhh!” I called out in a loud whisper and turned my attention back to
the phone. “Sorry ’bout that. Yes, I’m Samantha, and Stephen and Janet
are my parents. What’s going on?”
“Ma’am, your parents were in a car accident, hit head-on by a drunk
driver on the corner of Nutley and East Street, at approximately twelve thirty a.m.”
Harper Kincaid's Bio:A woman with the heart of a revolutionary,
The mind of a pragmatist,
And the inappropriate humor of your tipsy BFF...
Born in California and raised in South Florida, I've moved around like a gypsy with a bounty on my head ever since. Along the way, I've worked as a community organizer, a professional matchmaker, an art teacher, a popular blogger, and a crisis counselor (to name a few). All the while, longing to have the guts and follow-through to do what I really wanted: to write and become a published author. That wish has finally come true and I am tickled pink with glitter over this good piece of fortune.
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