Drawn together from early childhood, Sean McGee and Melanie Mitchell seemed destined for each other. But at age thirteen, Melanie was wrenched from the people she loved and forced onto a path she loathed. Sean was no stranger to people leaving, but losing Melanie devastated him. When she suddenly reappeared in Orson’s Folly, Sean was overjoyed. The Melanie who came home, though, wasn’t the same girl. She’s got a harder edge and she’s obviously hiding something, but Sean no longer knows how to reach her.
Returning to Orson’s Folly as an adult, all Melanie wanted to do was forget the years she spent away. But she soon learned that going home didn’t mean she could return to her old life—or her childhood sweetheart, Sean. Even their mutual attraction to one another hasn’t rebuilt the bond of trust and closeness they once shared. It’s been seven years since she returned and now everything Melanie wants to forget has broadsided her. She must confront her demons and relive her past in an unexpected way or risk losing the only man she’s ever loved. But even if she succeeds, Sean might be lost to her anyway.
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Mel made soft clucking noises that Dev responded to with small twitches of his ears. “Why don’t they just sedate him for mating?”
Sean chuckled, casting her a sidelong glance. “The kind of tranqs he probably needs, it’d be like asking me to perform after giving me Valium and a bottle of whiskey.
Mel giggled then licked her lips suggestively. “Yeah, well, don’t take this wrong, but I don’t think I want to see what that’s like. I kind of like the Energizer Bunny version of you from last night.”
“That wasn’t dirty.” Mel’s smile turned vaguely catlike. “Dirty would be if I said come to my place and—”
Sean clapped a hand over Mel’s mouth. He kept it that way while he walked her backwards out of the stable. “You are a distraction.” He pressed her against the outer wall of the stable with his body. Her pale blue eyes widened, then lit with passion. Sean removed his hand from her mouth and replaced it with his lips. ####
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