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by Steiner, Kandi




  Never Let Go

  Top Shelf Romance Collection 6

  Kandi Steiner

  Ella James

  Tijan

  Alessandra Torre

  Never Let Go

  Copyright © 2020

  A Love Letter to Whiskey

  Copyright © 2016 Kandi Steiner All rights reserved.

  No part of this book may be used or reproduced in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system without prior written consent of the author except where permitted by law.

  The characters and events depicted in this book are fictitious. Any similarity to real persons, living or dead, is coincidental and not intended by the author.

  Published by Kandi Steiner

  Edited by Elaine York/Allusion Graphics, LLC/ Publishing & Book Formatting

  “Sloth: A Sinful Secrets Romance,” by Ella James.

  This book is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual events or persons, living or dead, is entirely

  coincidental.

  ©2015, Ella James. All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, recording or otherwise, without the prior written permission of Ella James.

  Teardrop Shot

  Copyright © 2019 Tijan

  All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form without written permission of the author, except by a reviewer who may quote brief passages for review purposes only. This book is a work of fiction and any resemblance to any person, living or dead, or any events or occur- rences, is purely coincidental. The characters and story lines are created by the author’s imagination and are used fictitiously.

  Edited by Jessica Royer Ocken

  Proofread by Kara Hildebrand, Paige Smith, Heather Brown, and Chris O’Neil Parece Beta readers: Crystal Solis, Amy English, Eileen Robinson, and Rochelle Paige

  Love in Lingerie

  Copyright © 2017 by Alessandra Torre. All rights reserved.

  No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or me- chanical, including photocopying, recording, or by information storage and retrieval system, without written permission of the Publisher, except where permitted by law.

  This book is a work of fiction. Names, places, characters, and incidents are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously.

  Editing: Madison Seidler

  Beta Readers: Marion Making Manuscripts, Proof is in the Reading, SueBee, Wendy Metz, Tricia Crouch Proofing: Perla Calas

  Contents

  Also by Top Shelf Romance

  A Love Letter to Whiskey

  Prologue

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Chapter 16

  Chapter 17

  Chapter 18

  Chapter 19

  Chapter 20

  Chapter 21

  Chapter 22

  Chapter 23

  Epilogue

  Acknowledgments

  Also by Kandi Steiner

  About the Author

  Sloth

  Summary

  Letters

  October 2, 2011

  October 17, 2011

  October 31, 2011

  November 11, 2011

  November 23, 2011

  December 1, 2011

  December 19, 2011

  December 26, 2011

  January 8, 2012

  January 20, 2012

  February 2, 2012

  February 15, 2012

  March 1, 2012

  March 11, 2012

  April 26, 2012

  May 24, 2012

  June 16, 2012

  October 7, 2012

  November 3, 2012

  January 10, 2013

  April 1, 2013

  May 30, 2013

  August 7, 2013

  September 4, 2013

  November 21, 2013

  December 16, 2013

  January 25, 2014

  March 9, 2014

  April 1, 2014

  April 28, 2014

  July 10, 2014

  August 9, 2014

  Part I

  One

  Two

  Three

  Four

  Five

  Six

  Seven

  Eight

  Nine

  Ten

  Eleven

  Twelve

  Thirteen

  Fourteen

  Fifteen

  Sixteen

  Seventeen

  Eighteen

  Nineteen

  Twenty

  Part II

  One

  Two

  Three

  Four

  Five

  Six

  Seven

  Eight

  Nine

  Ten

  Eleven

  Twelve

  Thirteen

  Fourteen

  Fifteen

  Sixteen

  Seventeen

  Part III

  One

  Two

  Three

  Four

  Five

  Six

  Seven

  Eight

  Nine

  Ten

  Eleven

  Twelve

  Thirteen

  Fourteen

  Fifteen

  Sixteen

  Seventeen

  Eighteen

  Nineteen

  Twenty

  Twenty-One

  Twenty-Two

  Twenty-Three

  Twenty-Four

  Twenty-Five

  Twenty-Six

  Twenty-Seven

  Twenty-Eight

  Epilogue

  Also by Ella James

  Teardrop Shot

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Chapter 16

  Chapter 17

  Chapter 18

  Chapter 19

  Chapter 20

  Chapter 21

  Chapter 22

  Chapter 23

  Chapter 24

  Chapter 25

  Chapter 26

  Chapter 27

  Chapter 28

  Chapter 29

  Chapter 30

  Chapter 31

  Chapter 32

  Chapter 33

  Chapter 34

  Chapter 35

  Chapter 36

  Chapter 37

  Chapter 38

  Chapter 39

  Chapter 40

  Chapter 41

  Chapter 42

  Chapter 43

  Chapter 44

  Chapter 45

  Chapter 46

  Chapter 47


  Chapter 48

  Chapter 49

  Breaking News

  Chapter 50

  Chapter 51

  Chapter 52

  Chapter 53

  Epilogue

  Other sport romances by Tijan:

  Acknowledgments

  Love in Lingerie

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Chapter 16

  Chapter 17

  Chapter 18

  Chapter 19

  Chapter 20

  Chapter 21

  Chapter 22

  Chapter 23

  Chapter 24

  Chapter 25

  Chapter 26

  Chapter 27

  Chapter 28

  Chapter 29

  Chapter 30

  Chapter 31

  Chapter 32

  Chapter 33

  Chapter 34

  Chapter 35

  Chapter 36

  Chapter 37

  Chapter 38

  Chapter 39

  Chapter 40

  Chapter 41

  Chapter 42

  Chapter 43

  Chapter 44

  Chapter 45

  Chapter 46

  Epilogue

  About Alessandra

  Also by Alessandra

  Also by Top Shelf Romance

  Also by Top Shelf Romance

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  A Love Letter to Whiskey

  By Kandi Steiner

  To Sasha Whittington,

  my very best friend and the only girl who loves the burn of whiskey just as much as I do,

  This one’s for you.

  One day, whether you are 14,

  28,

  or 65,

  you will stumble upon somone who will start a fire in you that cannot die.

  However, the saddest, most awful truth you will ever come to find—

  is they are not always with whom we spend our lives.

  —Beau Taplin

  Prologue

  Relapse

  It’s crazy how fast the buzz comes back after you’ve been sober for so long.

  I opened my door and felt tipsy just at the sight of him, eyes blurring and legs shaking. It used to take me at least a shot to get to this point, but my tolerance level had been weakened by distance and time, and just seeing him warmed my blood. I gripped the knob tighter, as if that’d help, but it was like trying to chug water after passing the point of no return.

  Whiskey stood there, on my doorstep, just like he had one year before. Except this time, there was no rain, no anger, no wedding invitation — it was just us.

  It was just him — the old friend, the easy smile, the twisted solace wrapped in a glittering bottle.

  It was just me — the alcoholic, pretending like I didn’t want to taste him, realizing too quickly that months of being clean didn’t make me crave him any less.

  But we can’t start here.

  No, to tell this story right, we need to go back.

  Back to the beginning.

  Back to the very first drop.

  Chapter 1

  First Taste

  The first time I tasted Whiskey, I fell flat on my face.

  Literally.

  I was drunk from the very first sip, and I guess that should have been my sign to stay away.

  Jenna and I were running the trail around the lake near her house, sweat dripping into our eyes from the intense South Florida heat. It was early September, but in South Florida, it might as well have been July. There was no “boots and scarves” season, unless you counted the approximately six weeks in January and February where the temperature dropped below eighty degrees.

  As it was, we were battling ninety-plus degrees, me trying to be a show off and prove I could keep up with Jenna’s cheerleading training program. She had finally made the varsity squad, and with that privilege came ridiculous standards she had to uphold. I hated running — absolutely loathed it. I would much rather have been on my surfboard that day. But fortunately for Jenna, she had a competitive best friend who never turned down a challenge. So when she asked me to train with her, I’d agreed eagerly, even knowing I’d have screaming ribs and calves by the end of the day.

  I saw him first.

  I was just a few steps ahead of Jenna, and I’d been staring down at my hot pink sneakers as they hit the concrete. When I looked up, he was about fifty feet away, and even from that distance I could tell I was in trouble. He seemed sort of average at first — brown hair, lean build, soaked white running shirt — but the closer he got, the more I realized just how edible he was. I noticed the shift in the muscles of his legs as he ran, the way his hair bounced slightly, how he pressed his lips together in concentration as he neared us.

  I looked over my shoulder, attempting to waggle my eyebrows at Jenna and give her the secret best friend code for “hot guy up ahead,” but she had stopped to tie her shoes. And when I turned back around, it was too late.

  I smacked into him — hard — and fell to the pavement, rolling a bit to soften the fall. He cursed and I groaned, more from embarrassment than pain. I wish I could say I gracefully picked myself up, smiled radiantly, and asked him for his number, but the truth is I lost the ability to do anything the minute I looked up at him.

 

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