Release Date: March 14, 2019
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Can a fling turn into something real?
When the world throws me a curveball, I run away from Chicago to Martha’s Vineyard.
Just for a few days of soul searching before returning to my regular life.
Then I meet him.
Chance Santos.
A curious force draws me to him.
I don’t believe in insta-love or the myth of happily-ever-after.
But the chemistry between us is undeniable.
In his arms, I find passion, learn who I am, and who I want to be.
Logic says walk away.
We’re strangers.
Two ships passing in the night.
Our lives are too different.
The age gap too wide.
But I crave him.
His touch.
His kiss.
His presence.
Is one amazing weekend enough to be the start of something?
Should I flee again?
Or do I dare take this Chance?
Hometown: Chicago, Illinois
Relationship Status: Single
Occupation: Lawyer
Favorite Hobbies: I toy with the idea of writing a book
Author’s Muse: Scarlett Johansson
Chance Santos
Hometown: Alpine, New Jersey
Relationship Status: Single
Occupation: Musician
Favorite Hobbies: Playing the guitar and Krav Maga
Author’s Muse: Jared Leto
“That’s more than a decade. Technically, at thirteen—”
“I know the science. I have two sisters.”
I give him a sideways look.
He steps into me and caresses a few strands of my hair between his fingers. “Age isn’t one of my kinks.”
For the briefest second, my gaze drops to his mouth, and I flash back to all the places his lips have been on my body. All the wonderful, intoxicating pleasure. Intense heat courses through me. My knees quiver. But I have a decent sense of self-preservation, and my inner alarm is going off. One night is enough.
I squirm a little bit, drop eye contact, and step from his reach. “I have to go.”
“Layla.” He catches my arm and wraps his fingers around my wrist. “Spend the day with me.”
My gut twists at the thought of getting attached to him and all the implications that come with it. “I can’t.”
“Why?” he challenges. “One day. That’s all I’m asking.”
“Last night you asked for one dance. Look how that ended.”
“I love how it ended.” He tugs me to him until we’re standing close enough that our bodies touch. “I want more of it.”
We stare at each other. Everything about Chance represents youth and happiness. He’s raw and untamed, something my heart is begging for right now. He’s also a musician, an artist—like my father—the type of man I vowed to stay away from. And now, I’m in his orbit and in danger of being sucked in and going up in flames.
Trouble. Chance is trouble.