Now that she had time to cool off, she realized Dax didn’t betray their friendship by not telling or warning her. It was not his secret to tell, and he was just being a loyal friend. When she looked at it like that, he offered the same to her and John. They were closer to Dax than anyone else in the Reid clan.
There was a moment of doubt, but she ignored it. OMG Puppies started talking ninety miles an hour in her head.
You know what, if you sleep with him, he might still want a relationship from you. You can date, and have sex, and move in together, and be a normal, happy couple. Stacy could practically hear her clapping ecstatically. Oh, that will be so nice, won’t it? To let your guard down and trust someone again. Whew, it’s a lot of work keeping guard 24/7. He has huge hands, and you know what that means?
“Wait, did Puppies leave and Slutty take over?” Stacy whispered to herself.
He can not only hold your heart in his palms, exposed, but he can cage it in his fingers and keep it safe without crushing it.
“Yep, it’s still Puppies,” she whispered, somewhat in relief.
Stacy let Puppies have free reign, all innocent hope and big-eyed, indulging just a bit in a somewhat normal fantasy, but after a few ticks of her watch, she gathered herself and went in search of Dax. She was not looking for a relationship today, just a good time.
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Irrevocably Mine is book 3 in the Imagine Ink series.
It can be read as a stand alone, but for a richer experience, read the series in order.
About Verlene Landon:
Verlene was born and raised in the south. Thanks to the military, she's traveled the US, but now calls Sin City home.
Self proclaimed zombie apocalypse enthusiast, word porn peddler, human canvas, Manowarrior, serial grammar killer, rabid Bama fan, accidental dust bunny population specialist, and abuser of the word f*ck.
She's thrown live grenades, survived the tear gas chamber and forced road marches, but still thinks writing is more brutal.
Lemmy said it best, "Born to lose. Live to win."
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Acknowledgments -
Like raising a kid, writing a book takes a village. A village full of friends willing to put up with crazy late night texts and my general ramblings from day to day. There are so many people who put up with me on a daily basis while I’m writing and they all deserve awards.
Thank you to everyone who read early editions of Grind and helped to make it better with beta reading, editing, or formatting. Trish (also for basic BFF status - you deal with my crazies the most), Shambles (Ryland would be on the woman’s team without your help), and Jamie (For being ready and waiting to give me a last minute read through on your weekend off with like two minutes notice). Also thanks to Brittany for keeping the Facebook group going when I get lost in writing a story. I can’t forget a few super special Divas who keep me motivated during our daily sprints and your advice in general. I’d be lost without it. And to the ladies of a group without a name - thanks for making me push myself every week.
I can’t forget to mention my husband. To the man who makes sure we eat every day and turns his head when he walks around a pile of laundry - Love you.
And last, but absolutely not least to all the fans and readers who read, love, and leave reviews for any of the guys of RDA. Thank you. None of this would be possible without you. I love chatting with you so stop by the facebook reader group or send me a note. There are days when I feel like giving up and magically I’ll receive a sweet note from a reader and my whole day changes. You guys mean the world.
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