Attraction Series Boxed Set: Books 1-3

by J B Heller

  Giving Ash’s hand a gentle tug, I pushed on the door to Ma’s room, and stopped dead in my tracks in the open doorway.

  Dad was sitting by her side, reading to her-

  ““No more backdoor?”

  “No more backdoor.”

  He appeared crestfallen. “Ever?”

  “Never,” she said firmly.

  “Not even on my birthday or like a special occasion?”

  “Are we still talking about my computer?” she asked.

  “You probably are."”

  I nearly choked when I heard the words coming from my father’s mouth, “What the hell has she got you reading now?” I asked.

  Dad grimaced, “One of her bloody smut books, I told her there’s nothing wrong with her bloody eyes but she insists I read it out loud to her.” he grumbled.

  Ash perked up instantly, “Oh I know that one! It’s one of my favourites. I absolutely love Ian.” She said on a dreamy sigh, her eyes sparkling as she smiled at my mother. “Have you read White Hot Hack yet?”

  My eyes shot to her, “You’re into smut?”

  She tilted her chin when she turned her attention back to me, “Am I ever!”

  Hot damn! A smokin’ hot librarian who loved smut. She couldn’t get any better if she tried. I couldn’t fight the smirk that covered my face, “I’ll keep that in mind.”

  She blushed again and turned her face away from me. Dad eyed us, then declared, “Well, if you love it so much you can read it to her. I’m sick of this sappy shit. Plus, every time I try to skip the sex scenes she slaps me and glares at me until I cave and read the bloody thing to her. Then when the nurses come in to do her vitals I’m left sitting here trying to cover up my boner.”

  “Jesus, Pups! Ash really doesn’t need to hear about your boners. Fuck, neither do I!” I grumbled.

  But Ash just burst out laughing. It was a beautiful sound, and after the last few days, I really needed to hear it. After soaking in the sound for a moment, I joined her. This was by far the weirdest meet the parents ever.

  Ma clapped her hands to get our attention and held up a white board with a message scrawled across it. “You like to read?” with little love hearts drawn all around it.

  Ash nodded enthusiastically, “So much so that I’m a librarian.” She was glowing. “Books are like a passage to another world. I have an entire room full of bookshelves of signed paperbacks. But I prefer to read on my iPad. I hate the idea of marking up my prized paperbacks. Although, I do read them occasionally. There’s nothing like holding a book in your hands.”

  I’d never heard her talk so much. And by the look on her face, she was just getting started. A fist squeezed around my heart, I’d never been so happy. Hell, I’d never expected to be this happy. And look of adoration in Ma’s eyes as Ash spoke was unmistakeable. They were going to get along just fine.

  I took a seat next to Dad while Ma and Ash had an animated conversation about books and authors and god knows what. When Ma started looking sleepy, we said our goodbyes and Ash promised to come back with some new books for her. They even exchanged numbers so she could text Ma to check what she’d read and what she hadn’t.

  Sitting in the car I asked Ash the question that had been burning me up since I found out she was being released today. “So, your place or mine?” Since the threat had been taken care of, her place was perfectly safe again, but I still wanted her to come back to mine.

  She was quiet for a minute and I could tell she was thinking dirty thoughts because her skin had changed from creamy porcelain to pink and bright red on her cheeks. She was fidgeting with the material of the long black skirt she was wearing and I couldn’t help but grin, my Little Minx wanted to play but she was too shy to admit it.

  “My place it is then.” I announced as I pulled out of the parking garage.

  Ash didn’t reply, just sent me a coy smile and reached over and rested her hand on my thigh.

  We hadn’t spoken about rings or long term plans since she’d told me she loved me. But we didn’t need to. She knew where I stood, and she hadn’t objected, so I was taking that as her acceptance of our relationship status.

  When I pulled up out the front of my house she seemed uncomfortable, “What’s up, baby?”

  She chewed on her lip for a moment then blurted out, “What happened with Zane? Where is he now? I know you told me I don’t have to worry about him ever again, and I believe you. But I—I just need to know.”

  I knew she would want to know eventually, I’d just been holding off until she was feeling better. “Let’s talk about it inside.” I told her, and slipped out of the truck, rounded the bonnet and opened her door for her. She took my outstretched hand and climbed down.

  Unlocking the front door, the boys could be heard inside scratching at the door, waiting not so patiently to see me. I’d barely been home in the last few days, and my boys had been severely neglected. Alec had been coming around to feed them for me, but they’d still been lonely.

  I swung the door open and Gibson jumped up against my legs eagerly. But Glover wasn’t waiting at my feet patiently for his turn as he usually would. No, he was in Ashlynn’s arms, getting kisses and snuggles that belonged to me.

  Glaring at my traitorous dog, I snatched him from Ashlynn’s arms, “Traitor,” I muttered as I scratched behind his ears.

  After making our way inside, I got Ash a drink and took her out to the back deck to tell her the rest of the story. Sitting next to me at my tall timber bar setting, I took her small hands in mine. “Okay, so I told you I’d beaten the shit out of him when I found you. And that I’d had to be dragged off him. What I didn’t tell you is that he was barely conscious by that time.

  Abe ended up taking him out of the room, where he used his own powers of persuasion to get Zane to tell him what he had given you. By the time the paramedics got there he was barely breathing.”

  Ash had gone pale, but now she had a green tinge to her cheeks, “You d—didn’t kill him did you?” she stuttered.

  I shook my head, “No baby, unfortunately not.”

  Colour filled her cheeks once more then she narrowed her eyes on me, “What do you mean, unfortunately? You could have ended up in jail yourself if you’d killed him, Axel.”

  Again I shook my head, “It’s time I would have gladly served to make you feel safe.” I assured her.

  But that didn’t make her any happier, she was all out glaring at me now, “You make me feel safe,” she poked me in the chest with her pointy finger, “how could you do that from inside a prison cell? Huh?”

  I grinned, “Do you want to keep poking me or do you want to hear the rest of the story?” I asked with a raised brow.

  She sighed heavily and gestured with her hand for me to continue, “Fine,” she huffed.

  I loved the attitude she was throwing at me, it was entertaining to say the least, and hot as fucking hell when she got all cranky at me. I cleared my throat to get rid of the kinky thoughts that filled my head of her being this bossy in the bedroom. “Right, well, when the ambulance took him he was still breathing, but he was pretty messed up. He’s still in the hospital, but he’s under guard. As soon as he’s recovered enough he’ll be transferred to the prison medical ward. He won’t be eligible for parole this time, and he’s being charged for a lot more than battery and assault.”

  She took a shuddering breath, “Will I need to testify?”

  “No baby, I don’t think so. Sammy, Bray and Abe will, and there’s a possibility that Gabe and I will too. But as you have no recollection of the events, your statement should be enough.” I explained and watched her visibly relax.

  She nodded, more to herself than me, “Okay, good.”

  “Got any other questions before I take you back inside and ravage you?” I asked with a smirk.

  “Just one more,” she said, but the blush spreading up her neck into her cheeks told me she wanted me to take her upstairs. She licked her lips, “How did he find me?”

  I r
ubbed the back of my stiff neck, “He made one particular friend when he was in lock up, Jimmy. Now Jimmy got out before Zane, and Jimmy is the younger brother of a…I don’t want to call him a gangster, but it kinda fits, except Eastman is a pretty decent guy. If you can overlook the bad shit he’s mixed up in.

  “Anyway, when Jimmy got out he used some of his big brother’s connections to track you down, and he’d been keeping tabs on you until Zane got released.”

  Ash swallowed hard, “won’t he just find me again when he gets released this time?”

  I couldn’t help the cocky smirk that kicked up the corner of my lips, “Uh no. Between myself and Abe, we sent a pretty clear message. He won’t come for you again. And Eastman will take care of Jimmy.”

  She nodded her understanding, “Okay.”

  Moving to the edge of my seat I rested my hands on her thighs, “So, you done now? How about that ravaging?” I said with a wink.

  Her breath caught and a coy smile lifted her lips, “I think I’d like that.”

  I stood, closed the small space between us, and swooped her up into my arms and pressed my lips to hers. Then swiftly threw her over my shoulder in a fireman’s hold, the way I had the first night she stayed, and carried her inside, then up the stairs to my bedroom where we stayed for the next five hours.

  EPILOGUE

  Six Months Later…

  Two months after Zane had kidnapped me, Axel convinced me to move in with him, using the excuse that he slept better when I was beside him. Admittedly, I did too. So it really didn’t take much effort on his part to convince me.

  Making friends had never been particularly easy for me, I was a bookworm and I preferred the company of books to people most of the time. But things had changed quite a bit since meeting Axel.

  I counted his mother as one of my closest friends. Jo was great. We would talk for hours about books, authors, and plot twists we hadn’t seen coming. All while Axel, his father, and brothers would sit there rolling their eyes at us and laughing as our conversation would become more animated when we’d get excited about a new release.

  The two of us had started a little book club, and over time it had grown from just the two of us and Sammy, to include Axel’s co-worker’s wives as well, Mia and Ivy. Then, eventually, Brayden’s wife Stella joined us, then her sister Sloan.

  Through the book club we had all grown extremely close. Although, Sloan was still hard to read at times. We met as a group at least once a week, and lunched as often as possible. We connected through our love of books, and the connections of our significant others.

  The seven of us had plans to travel down the coast to a big book signing in a couple of months. I was so excited, I had a countdown running on my phone. I’d never been on a girl’s trip, let alone to a book signing of this magnitude.

  Axel and the other guys hadn’t been too happy when we’d told them they were not invited. Axel actually threw a bit of a bitch fit. It was hilarious. But I’d stayed strong, even when he’d tried to persuade me with my ultimate weakness, his naked body.

  Over the months I’d also come out of my shell. I was no longer embarrassed to be naked around Axel. The way he looked at me made me feel like a goddess, and I thrived under his admiration.

  My heart would flutter every time he called me his Little Minx. I loved the nickname, and the longer we were together the more I felt like one. I ached to please him, to show him how much he meant to me.

  After finding out I liked to read smut he insisted I read it to him. At first I’d resisted, finding it too embarrassing to read the words out loud, but over time, I’d begun to feel more at ease, and more like the sexual creature Axel swore he saw hiding inside of me.

  So I’d started reading to him when we were in bed, I very rarely got past one or two chapters before Axel was sliding inside of me, urging me to continue reading as he made love to me.

  The only time sadness entered my heart was when I would watch Gracie, Tessie and Annabelle playing together. They were precious gifts, and their parents treated them like the princesses they were.

  Gabe and Ivy’s twins had warmed to me immediately, always wanting to play with my hair. So I made sure to leave it down anytime I knew we would be seeing them. Anna took a little longer though, but when she did, my heart melted. She was such a sweet little thing, not at all outgoing and boisterous like Gracie and Tessie.

  The day she waddled over to me and touched my hand for the first time ever, I almost cried. She looked up into my eyes and smiled shyly, then lifted her arms for me to pick her up. I’d scooped her up gently and placed her on my lap facing me. She’d stroked my cheek then snuggled into my chest, and promptly fallen asleep.

  Axel felt my heartbreak, I could see it in his eyes. And it broke me a little more knowing that I would never be able to give this to him. He would make such an amazing father. The way he fawned over his friends children more than proved that. And I had taken that chance away from him.

  I wept in the privacy of the bathroom, not wanting him to see my breakdown, but he found me. He crouched down in front of me and wiped the tears away from my eyes with such love and tender affection it made me cry harder.

  He knew me like no other, and didn’t even have to ask why I was upset. “Don’t cry, Little Minx. We will find another way to have a family.”

  I’d already gone through all the options in my head, there were other options, sure, but they weren’t easy. “How, Axel? Do you know how hard it is to adopt? The process is gruelling, and if we make it through it, there’s still no guarantee that we would have a child at the end of it all.”

  He nodded, a solemn look clouding his usually bright eyes, “I know, baby, but there are still other options. Like a surrogate? Or we could even foster for a while? Just don’t lose hope, baby. I swear to you, we will find a way.”

  I sobbed, “And if we can’t?”

  A sad smile rose on his perfect mouth, “You are all I’ll ever need to be happy, Ashlynn. Just you. Sure, kids would be great, but if at the end of the day it’s just you and me, it will be enough for me.”

  Throwing my arms around his neck I knew he was telling the truth, and I thanked god I’d been so lucky to find him.

  Another six months later…

  Ashlynn was walking towards me in a long fitted silver gown that hugged her large breasts, little gems glistening in the sunlight from above, her long red hair hanging in waves down her back and over her bare shoulders.

  My brother standing beside me elbowed me in the ribs, “You sure you don’t want to swap places?” he said with a grin.

  I didn’t take my eyes off her as I whispered my reply, “Not a fucking chance.”

  Her skin was glowing as the sun above us broke through the leaves overhead. I swallowed hard when my eyes glassed over as my gaze travelled down her form, and fixated on the tiny swell of her baby bump.

  Her doctors had been wrong, we’d gone for a second opinion with the same doctor who had been with Ivy and Mia throughout their pregnancies. And while he’d said the chances were slim, there was still a small chance that Ashlynn could carry our child if she underwent IVF treatment. But she would still need to be monitored throughout the pregnancy. We’d agreed, and immediately started the process, knowing that it may take several tries before it worked.

  We’d place all our hopes and prayers on the IVF, and our miracle was granted.

  Knowing we had a hell of a difficult few months ahead of us, I’d put that ring I’d had hiding in my desk draw at work for the last eight months, on her finger and demanded we get married as soon as possible.

  Apparently, we had different ideas of what as soon as possible meant. I had wanted to go to the registry office the following day, but Ash had refused and insisted on having a real wedding.

  With the help of Ma and the girls, they threw together an amazing little ceremony in Bray and Stella’s huge backyard, organised caterers to come in, and had a marquee set up with a small dancefloor off to one side.
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  It was perfect, and so much better than my registry office plan.

  Seeing the smile on Ashlynn’s face, the genuine happiness that poured out from her very soul, made everything we had ever been through to get to this moment worth it.

  THE END

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  ABOUT THE AUTHOR

  JB Heller is an average Aussie housewife in her late 20’s with a wicked sexy imagination. She and her super sexy husband are the parents of three minions, two Great Danes and a Cat who thinks she’s a person.

  She spends her days running around after her wildling children and jotting down stories in her flower embossed leather notebook, (She is very particular about her stationary.). She is also a self-confessed Stationery Junky who’s constantly on the lookout for more.

  Most day’s JB can be found glued to her laptop, taking advantage of school hours- writing as fast as she can while she can. Or trolling Pinterest for her next potential muse. And when she needs a break from the voices in her head she indulges in her favourite past time, reading.

  Want to know more about JB? Check her out, you’ll be guaranteed a good laugh if nothing else.

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  ALSO BY JB HELLER

  Vipers Den Novella Series

  Part One- Piper & Kade

  Part Two- Pixie & Jake

  Part Three- Tay & Nate

  Part Four & Five Coming late 2016/early 2017

  Attraction Series

  Undeniable Attraction

  Pure Attraction

  Fierce Attraction

  Standalone’s

  The Parlor Coming 2016/2017

  What if it’s Right?