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Zoey is faced with her brother's death and her own mortality as a result. She goes to his home wanting to learn more about his life and in the process learns so much about herself. She needs Nate's help to learn more about her brother as he takes her to some of the places that Zachary frequented. She discovers that her brother had secrets and led a completely different life that he alluded to when they spoke. She digs into her brother's life to find out the truth. On top of all that she is getting to know Nate and their chemistry is off the charts. They share some sizzling moments together with the idea that it's a no strings arrangement, but that's hard to do when they are both falling for each other.
I so loved Nate and Zoey finding themselves and each other in the midst of learning more about the man they both loved and lost. Nate is a delicious bossy man. I couldn't stop reading until the very end and then I was so sorry to let them go. I so enjoyed their story.
I give The 27 Club 5 hearts!
About the Book
Zoey is faced with her brother's death and her own mortality as a result. She goes to his home wanting to learn more about his life and in the process learns so much about herself. She needs Nate's help to learn more about her brother as he takes her to some of the places that Zachary frequented. She discovers that her brother had secrets and led a completely different life that he alluded to when they spoke. She digs into her brother's life to find out the truth. On top of all that she is getting to know Nate and their chemistry is off the charts. They share some sizzling moments together with the idea that it's a no strings arrangement, but that's hard to do when they are both falling for each other.
I so loved Nate and Zoey finding themselves and each other in the midst of learning more about the man they both loved and lost. Nate is a delicious bossy man. I couldn't stop reading until the very end and then I was so sorry to let them go. I so enjoyed their story.
I give The 27 Club 5 hearts!
About the Book
You don’t know when…
You don’t get to choose if…
When it’s time to join…you’ll know.
You might think you want to be a member—but trust me this is
one club you don’t want to join. It’s not a place where people go to live out
their deepest, darkest sexual desires—there are no handcuffs or blindfolds.
The 27 Club only admits those who die young and tragically.
My brother was recently bestowed membership and joined many of our ancestors
before him. I know I’m next. This is my destiny, and I was ready to yield.
But then I met Nate. He awakened a sensuality in me that had
never been explored, never satisfied. I knew then I could no longer accept my
destiny. Nate’s presence controls me. I’m overwhelmed by his touch, his words;
my every thought is consumed by desire. I believe he was brought into my life
for a reason.
Nate doesn’t believe in destiny.
But I do.
And if there’s a way to cheat it—I must.
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Excerpt
Excerpt
My jaw practically hits the table.
The chocolate crêpe!
I can’t believe it.
Harnessing all of my willpower, I fight the sudden
inclination I have to leap around the table and jump onto his lap. I always
tell people I prefer dessert before a meal, but never has anyone taken me
seriously.
Never.
Tension coils deep in my belly. Lust flows through my veins
running faster and faster with each passing second. I look over at him and as
soon as I see his face, I can feel myself coming unhinged. Urges I can’t deny
surface. The need to know the taste of his lips, to feel his hard body,
to be able to lick the chocolate he just ordered off his
chest, and to slide my tongue down his stomach so I can taste him.
Looking thoughtful, his return gaze slowly changes to one of
concern. “Have you stopped planning for your future because you don’t think you
have one?” he asks softly.
Remnants of our conversation must have been lingering in his
mind. Slamming my eyes shut, all of the erotic images I had conjured up
immediately disappear as I fight to breathe.
Suddenly the air becomes thick in my lungs and I can’t get
it out. I take deep calming breaths. As the haze around me dissipates and I
fight off the panic attack, I hear a fumbling in front of me. I force myself to
lift my lids. Nate is attempting to open my clutch. “What are you doing?”
“Trying to get you your inhaler.” Panic seems to drown out
the deep green of his eyes.
I push to my feet and give him a disbelieving look. “I’m not
having an asthma attack.”
“You’re not?” He sounds uncertain.
Shaking my head, I set my napkin on the table. “Excuse me, I
have to use the ladies room.” I walk inside the restaurant, realizing I have no
idea where I’m going. Looking around, I find the bathrooms immediately.
Just as I pull the door open, a hand covers mine. “You’re
upset.”
I drop my head. “No, I’m fine.”
Fierceness grips his voice. “You’re lying.”
Summoning all of my willpower, I raise my eyes.
Nate lifts my chin. “You didn’t let me finish. I’m trying to
understand you. I want to know why, if you believe in destiny, you’d change
your path. Why wouldn’t you do what you had always planned on doing? Why change
your course? Personally, I think destiny is bullshit. I also think not pursuing
your dream is bullshit too.”
Caged by his body, his scent, his presence, I look up into
his burning eyes and I can see compassion there. I believe he wants what’s best
for me. If I think I know him through my brother, he thinks he knows me through
my brother as well. And Zach wanted me to continue my education. His dream was
that someday I’d be Dr. Zoey Flowers. Nate knows this.
“Zoey?” Nate’s voice is questioning. Low. Maybe even
slightly fearful.
“Nate”—I press my finger to his lips—“I think I need to tell
you something about myself.”
“What?” he asks.
In all our e-mails after my brother’s death, I never
mentioned the real reason for my delay in coming to Miami. I keep my eyes open
even though I want to close them. “I had a breakdown shortly after Zach died. I
took a leave from my job. I couldn’t get out of bed. I couldn’t plan one day,
let alone the next. And somewhere during that time, I let any plans I had for
the future fall to the wayside. I don’t know what I want anymore.”
Shock appears on his face. “Why didn’t you tell me in any of
our e-mails?”
The truth is hard to admit. “I actually looked forward to
your weekly e-mails. But I did lie to you. It wasn’t work that kept me from
coming to get my brother’s things. It was me and my inability to cope.”
Nate stares down at me.
My entire focus is on him. “Don’t think I’m crazy. I’m not.
Really, I’m not.”
His gaze continues to pin me in a way that makes me think he
understands me.
It holds me in place. Keeps me calm.
“Zoey, God, I don’t think that at all,” he breathes. “I can
understand how that would happen.
With everything coming at you at once, and the shock of Z’s
death, coupled with the revelations about your family, it was just too much. I
get it.”
I just stare at his lips, longing to kiss him. My body is
filled with so many wants and needs, and all these new urges I’ve never felt
before.
And all I want is just for him to set me free.
About the Author
I live in Florida with my husband and four kids. I've always
had a love for reading books and writing. Being an English major in college, I
wanted to teach at the college level but that was not to be. I went on to
receive an MBA and became a project manager until quitting to raise my family.
I currently work part-time with my husband and full-time embracing one of my
biggest passions—writing.
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