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Love Me Forever

Author/Writer of Book/Novel:

Tory Baker

Language:
English
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Damien’s life has become nothing more than securing the next big deal.
He used to love it, he lived for the thrill. But lately, business has left him cold.
He knows there is more to life.
He never expected walking into a small local flower shop he would find the answer to his dreams.

Amelia

She’s a sweet girl next door, with a body made for sin.
The moment Damien has her in his sights, he won’t stop until she admits she will love him forever.

This book contains an over the top alpha, with a guaranteed safe, happily ever after.

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Chapter One

Damien

After merging Steele Industries and Jones Technology and Associates, it’s been one busy fucking year. I’ve been back and forth all over the States, even traveling to different countries as well. I can feel my bank account getting bigger and bigger. My wallet may be getting fatter, but the loneliness is a real fucking thing. Especially when I got a call, a call I never saw coming.

Saying goodbye to my father so suddenly and seeing my mother fall apart nearly killed me. It was unexpected, he was sitting at home in the living room reading the newspaper, while Mom was in the kitchen making breakfast. She came around the corner and he was already gone. To say she’s been taking it hard would be an understatement. Knowing my dad always went big on Valentine’s Day has me standing in front of Birdie’s, Love Me Forever Boutique.

I’m sucking back the emotion that’s clogging my throat. It’s going to be a tough day for my mom. Being an only child, I know she needs this, now more than ever.

I finally buck the fuck up and open the door. I’m immediately overwhelmed with flowers, and hearts in every color you could imagine. It’s looks like a rainbow exploded in here.

“Just a minute,” I hear someone calling out from the back.

I take my time and stroll around the shop. I’m uneasy about getting flowers for my mother. I don’t know if this is the right thing to do for her. I don’t want to make things harder, but I just feel like I need to do something.

What seems like weeks ago we were celebrating Christmas and Mom and Dad were talking about how their plans to finally go on that Alaskan cruise this summer. Now, everything has changed and it will never be the same again.

I’m deep in thought when a woman comes out to the front of the shop. She’s gorgeous. There aren’t enough words to describe her beauty.

“Hi, sorry about that. How can I help you?”

I’m captivated, instantly. She has hair the color of caramel, her skin is creamy, as if it has never been touched by the sun. Her eyes are a deep blue, almost like the ocean on a clear day. When my gaze roams her body, I suddenly lock up, her body is everything a man dreams of. She has an hour glass shape and her curves are fucking banging. Her breasts are nice and firm, probably a size D or DD. Enough to fit in my hands and still have some spilling over. Her waist is slender and flares out at her hips. Hips that are made for gripping as you take her from behind. Her pencil skirt and red blouse only emphasizes her shape. God damn, I want her and I don’t even know her name yet. I clear my throat before approaching her.

My hand comes out to shake hers. “Hello, I’m sorry, I didn’t catch your name.”

I know full well she didn’t give it to me, but there’s something inside of me that has to know it. It’s a need I can’t contain.

“Oh, sorry about that. I’m Amelia.” When her hand is encompassed with mine, I feel an electrical zap, it’s like nothing I’ve ever felt before.

“Damien,” I tell her, feeling the tingle move all the way through my body. “It’s nice to meet you,” I slowly take my hand away. All I truly want to do is pull her in closer, feel my body wrapped around hers and memorize all of those god damn curves. I want to hold her and never let her go and I don’t care how unreasonable that sounds.

“It’s nice to meet you as well, is there something in particular you’re looking for?”

“I need an over the top floral arrangement. Something big and extravagant,” I tell her, trying to drag my mind away from making love to this woman. I’m hoping like hell I can help my mom. I don’t know what else to do.

“We have some to choose from or I can make an arrangement to your liking.”

“That may actually be a better plan, she loves tulips, stargazers, lilies, and hydrangeas.” Yea I know my flowers, blame it on my father. He instilled it in my head, you pay attention to what a lady likes and that included my own mother, and no, I’m not the least bit ashamed.

“I can do that, is any certain color you’re going for?”

“Something cheerful, maybe some pinks, oranges, lighter blues?” I question, because yea I may know what type of flowers she likes, but colors, that’s not my thing.

“I can work off of that, or I can just make it all come together?”

“Sure, that’ll work. Can I get it delivered?” I unfortunately won’t be in town on Valentine’s Day this year, unless our latest contract gets pushed back for the third damn time.


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