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Hold Me Like This (Love Me Like This #3)
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B07L831MR4 (ISBN13: B07L831MR4)
He’s back for the only woman who ever really mattered (A stand alone romance)
And now, he’s back. He wants to make things right but he’s too late. I won’t give in to his mountain of muscles, his disarming charm or piercing eyes. I never stopped loving him but I also never forgot how much he hurt me. There is no way I will give into my desires; I’m strong. Strong enough to withstand his fiery gaze, hopefully…
After my Mom died, my home life with my Dad was a war zone. I escaped to the army because it was the only way I could take control of my life. But now I’m back and I’m here for the one thing I can no longer live without—Grey Thomas. This won’t be easy; she’ll make me go through hell. But I can withstand the flames if it means I get to walk away with my Angel. I’m going to win her back and nothing will stand in my way.
This steamy romance is a roller coaster ride that will make you laugh, make you hot, and even make you shed a few tears. It’s a full-length standalone novel. You do not have to read the book that came before this one. NO cheating, NO cliffhangers, and a guaranteed Happily-ever-after! This book has adult content for ages 18 and over.
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I held a man’s insides in the palm of my hand, trying to push them back in while he screamed, begging me not to let him die as bullets rained down around us. I’ve had a gun pointed in my face while a man shouted at me in a language I didn’t understand. I basically live my life one high-pressure situation at a time. I know that makes me sound like a badass. And yet the thought of coming home …
The air brakes pull me out of my thoughts as the bus pulls up in Wonder. I haven’t been home in so long … Home. I’m not even sure that’s what I can call this anymore, but here I am. I don’t know if coming back is a good idea or not. Even in the darkness of the evening I can tell the town hasn’t changed one bit. Starting with the bus station and attendant at the window. Murphy greets me with his same old smile. His hair has grayed a bit over the years, but what can I expect? It’s not like I was gone a day or two, or even a year. It’s actually been seven. Seven long years without so much as a thought for my hometown or my father, and now here I am.
But that still doesn’t mean I can ever forgive him for sending me away. When I left Wonder, I left behind my heart: a girl named Grey Thomas. She won’t be a girl now. She’ll be a woman. So much time has passed, and I’m afraid that when I go to see her and beg her for a second chance, she’ll say no.
It seems funny that I’m not afraid to go into an actual war zone, but the thought that the only woman I have ever loved doesn’t want me back? Well, that fucking terrifies me.
My insides twist, and my mouth goes dry as I think about just how much her rejection would hurt. The truth is, she has every right to tell me to go to hell because I left her without as much as a goodbye. She wasn’t a casual fling, and she wasn’t someone I contacted when I wanted to get laid. Grey is my soul mate.
We went from coloring books and playing outside until the streetlights came on, to school dances and midnight curfews. And we were meant to go on to marriage, kids, and spending forever with each other. That’s what I promised her, and that’s what my father snatched away.
She was the person who would see the good in me when no one else did. She encouraged me, and she was my constant cheerleader. And when I was out of line and acting like a dick, she’d call me out. She stood up to me, held her own, and loved me unconditionally. When I started running with the wrong crowd, she was the one who stood by me as my old friends gradually dropped away. She was the one who told me it would end in tears. Fuck me, I wish I’d listened to her, but even as she was saying it, I never thought those tears would be her tears.
Flashes of the night I left invade my mind, but I push them back. I hate thinking about my last night here. Not only because it was the worst fight I ever had, one that could have ruined my whole life, but because it was the night I did what I said I would never do. I hurt Grey.
My father and I don’t have a relationship anymore, and I learned to be okay with that. He made his decision, and I made mine. And now we both have to live with the consequences. I’m kind of excited to see my mom again though. It’s been far too long since we’ve actually seen each other face-to-face. No one knows I’m coming. We’ve kept in touch through letters and over the phone, and I know at least she’ll be happy to see me.
Grey, on the other hand? Maybe not so much. My mind floods with unanswered questions.
What if I walk in and she turns me away without hearing me out?
What if she’s already happily married to some other guy?
It’s been so long, what are the chances she stayed single?
What if I lost her for good?
I can’t answer any of these questions without actually seeing her. The thought fills me with dread, and I feel like my chest is being crushed by a boa constrictor. Then suddenly, a wave of anger sweeps through me. The one I’m pissed at is my father. Why didn’t he sit me down and talk it out like a normal father? Tell me I was being a jerk? Why couldn’t he take the time to get through to me? I would have stayed in town, and Grey and I would be happily married right now. Why couldn’t he just be the dad I needed?