by S. N. Garza
He turns to me, looks over me with so much concern I feel it all the way to my toes. And when I think I love having them all around me, right now, I just want to be alone with Gabriel.
“What, Willow?”
“You know what? You’re right.” I look at everyone, even Judas with his cocky, arrogant gaze, and say, “I appreciate all of you coming here. I am so glad to have y’all as my family. And I think of all of you like that. Even you, Judas. But I think I want to rest a little bit right now.”
“Come on, kids. Let’s give them some space.” Marcus says, as he comes up to me and bends down whispers, “I’m so proud of you, babygirl. I’ll be back later. Do try and get some rest. Tell Gabriel—
“Tell him yourself. And you better go rescue your wife or I’ll never have anything to do with you. Don’t fail her.”
Marcus gives me a glare, but then with a roll of his eyes, looks up at his son. “Gabriel, I’m proud of you. I’m glad you found everything you’ve been looking for.”
Then Marcus walks around the bed and almost gets past Gabriel when he reaches out and takes Marcus’s bicep.
“We’ll… we’ll talk later. But I swear, if you let my mother—
“She’ll be out within an hour. I guarantee you that. They have no idea who they just fucked with.”
Then he leaves, everyone shuffling out behind him.
Soon, it’s just Gabriel and me.
And all I want is for him to be right next to me.
I push back the blanket and pat the bed next to me.
“What are you doing, Willow?”
“Get in here, Gabriel. I want your arms around me.”
“I don’t know if I should. I don’t want to hurt you any more than you already are.” He almost looks like a little boy, insecure and not sure of what he should choose. But I don’t let him think on it for very long.
“Gabriel, shut up and get your ass in this bed or I’m getting up and dragging you over.” I make to move off the bed when suddenly he’s there.
“Calm down, baby. I’m coming. If you want me there, I’m there.”
I slowly move, but then he gently lifts me and scoots me over. He climbs in, wraps an arm behind my neck, and I lean into him, breathe in his masculine, husky scent I have fallen in love with and sigh dreamily as I rest my hand over his heart.
“I got you, Willow. I always got you.”
“I know, Gabriel. Now, there’s one more thing I want you to do before I pass out.” I yawn, because after all the ruckus, I’m pretty exhausted.
“Yeah? What’s that?”
“Kiss me.”
“That is something you never have to ask for.”
“Good. Because I wasn’t asking.”
“I love you, Willow.”
“I love you right back.”
His lips touch mine softly, gently, and when I lay my head back down on his chest, I swear, after everything that’s happened to me over the past few months, it was all worth it. To be here in this moment with him.
“Good, because when you’re all healed up, I’m making good on my promise.”
Promise?
“And what promise is that?”
“I told you, you ever leave me and I'm tying you to my bed.”
“I didn’t leave you.” I smile anyway because I love his playful side mixed in with a little bit of dominance. He’s so possessive like that.
“Yeah, you did, Willow. For a second, you died. You fucking died, Willow. And now, I’m never letting you out of my sight.”
“You know what?”
“What, baby?”
“I can’t wait.”
“Jesus fucking Christ. I created a nympho.”
“I could always find a guy—
With a growl coming from his throat, he kisses me ardently, showing me exactly what he thinks of that idea. He should know he’s stolen every little bit of my heart. I finally found everything I never knew I always wanted. And there’s only one place to go... forward.
SNEAK PEEK
ALPHA DOUCHEBAG: LOCHLAN
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Blurb
Lochlan Masters takes no prisoners. He’s the “DOM” of the Alpha Douchebags. The man to get the job done when no one else can. Whether it’s out on the field playing rugby, in a bed with a basic bitch, or burying a body. He’s fierce, brazen, always in control and thinks quick on his feet.
Until it’s time to finally claim the woman he’s been after and all bets are off. But Ragan Mount is no basic bitch. She’s the bitch. His bitch. She’s no angel, and that’s just the way he likes it.
Ragan is outspoken, untamable, unframeable and she’s the only one who can bring Lochlan to his knees. She’s no lady, no matter how hard her family tries to turn her into one.
A deal was made.
One she won’t like.
But he doesn’t give a damn. He’ll have her, no matter what. Ragan is going to learn never to piss off her dom. He’ll follow her to hell and back if that’s what it takes to show her he’s not just a man she’s bedding. He’s the man who’ll love her until death does them part.
Literally.
The past doesn’t matter. He wants her future and he means to have it, whether she wants him to be a part of it or not.
He knows it’s going to take more than just f*cking her to distraction to make her forgive him. He’ll go to his knees for her. He’ll submit his heart to the only woman who has the strength to handle him at his worst.
And when Ragan finds out the secrets he’s been keeping, it’s going to take everything inside her to move past it, that the only thing that matters, is love. She won’t settle for anything less.
Back of Book Shit
You guys! This book!!!! It’s been an amazing ride! And if you’re reading this, you made it through the entire book! Now, after all that, you’ve got to tell me what you think! PLEASE! Gabriel and Willow were so fun to write. These dirty, dirty boys are getting to be so much fun to write!
Thank you, thank you, thank you!
And to my beta girls who told me to keep it a BIBLE thick book! Thank you! Maybe I’ll make it a big, thick book when more of the douchebags are out, but for now, two books will have to do.
Can’t wait for y’all to see Ragan and Lock’s story. It’s dirty—like my Billionaire’s Mistress book dirty! If you haven’t checked that out, it’s book 2 in my Nauti Billionaires of Houston series.
Also… yes, Marcus and Laurel get their own book, but it has to be after Lock and Ragan—there’s a secret there that I can’t reveal until the person it’s about, knows it. Sooo… it’s coming too. Trust me, Marcus and Laurel’s story… IS FUCKING EPIC! At least, it is to me.
So, until next time! Happy reading!
Stephanie
About the Author
S. N. Garza is from Southeast Houston, Texas, with her husband and two children. She is a part-time Chilihead at Chili's Bar & Grill who happens to be an author, cover designer, & formatter.
She writes dark, deeply emotional stories weaved with erotic romance that leaves you breathless and desperate for more. Books about strong alpha men and the women who fall for them.
When she's not taking care of her family, you can find her writing well into the night with her headphones on, or reading another steamy romance novel, attaining another fictional boyfriend. She has a lot. The fucking tramp.
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