Heartless: A Small Town Single Dad Romance(106)
She spins on her heel, yanking the restaurant door open with a level of violence that doesn’t suit someone so delicate looking.
But I’d rather she show violence than apathy. That means the wild girl is still in there somewhere.
She hurled words at me that should hurt. But I just hurt for her. Because my biological dad is an asshole. But the man who really raised me? Harvey Eaton? He’s the best of the best. He showed me what love looks like, and I can identify it just fine.
Plus, I remember how Sloane looks at a man when she really wants him. And she isn’t looking at her fiancé the way she used to look at me.
I’m more pleased about that than I should be.
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The rules were simple. Keep my hands off his daughter and stay out of trouble.
But now I’m stuck with her. There’s only one bed. And well, rules are made to be broken.
I’m the face of professional bull riding—the golden boy. Or at least I was, until it all blew up in my face. Now my agent says I have to clean up my image, so I’m stuck with his ball-busting daughter for the rest of the season as my “full-time supervision.”
But I don’t need a goddamn babysitter, especially one with skin-tight jeans, a sexy smirk, and a mouth she can’t stop running.
A mouth I can’t stop thinking about.
Because Summer isn’t just another conquest. She sees the man behind the mask, and she doesn’t run—she pulls me closer, even when she shouldn’t.
She says this means nothing.
I say this means everything.
She says there are boundaries we shouldn’t cross. That my reputation can’t take any more hits—and neither can her damaged heart.
I say I’m going to steal it anyway.
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Acknowledgments
I think that writing a book about a little boy the same age as my own will always hold a special place in my heart. The countless notes in my phone about hilarious things he’s said over the past several months will certainly be kept for years to come.
And yes, he did in fact jump out to scare me and yell, “Chipmunks!” And no, I have no idea what was going through his head. But it was just priceless enough to be book worthy.
To my readers, thank you. You’ve all changed my life. None of this would be possible without YOU. So thank you for spending your precious free time reading my stories. For loving them, for sharing them, for blowing up my inbox with your sweet messages. I love you all.
To my husband, I’m writing this exactly three days before we leave for our “honeymoon.” We said we’d finally take a honeymoon when we made it to ten years, and here we are heading to Spain. Time truly flies when you’re having fun. Thank you for making me laugh every day—even when you piss me off.
To my son, chipmunks, baby. You crack me up. Spending time with you is such a blessing. I love you to the Venus and back.
To my parents, y’all told me I could be whatever I wanted when I grew up. Bet you didn’t think I’d be writing smutty books for a living, huh?
To my assistant Krista, thank you for listening to my endless voice messages. Thank you for petting my hair on down days. And thank you for keeping me organized. This release really is “our”
release.
To Lena, when are you leaving your husband for me?
To Catherine, I’m not sure how I’ll ever repay you for everything you’ve done for me. The support. The advice. The love. You will forever be the first (very excited) call on my phone when I hit number one and I just love that for us.
To Kandi, I don’t think I’d have finished this book on time if it wasn’t for your cheerleading and early morning sprint sessions. The Spicy Sprint Sluts makes my life and can’t wait to write more books with you. #gratitudebombs
To Melanie, you continue to inspire me with your generosity. Thank you for your direction and help from the very beginning. I know that I wouldn’t be where I am today without your wisdom.
To Sarah and Jenn from Social Butterfly, you both kick ass. Thank you for your guidance and attention. I’m so grateful to have women like you on my side.
To my beta readers Júlia, Amy, and Krista, thank you for helping me make this book the best it could be. Your notes make me laugh and your feedback makes me a better writer. I’d be lost without you.
To my editor Paula, I don’t trust your carrots, but I do trust your expertise. Obviously, you inspire me. But you also are irreplaceable. Your input and your extra time spent helping me never goes unnoticed.
To my cover designer Casey/Echo, why are you so talented? It’s honestly kind of insane. You’re stuck with me now.
Finally, to my ARC readers and street team members, THANK YOU. So many of you have been with me since the very beginning of this wild ride. And now so many of you are new. Supporting an author in this way might not feel like a big deal to you, but it’s a huge deal to me. Every post, every TikTok, every review literally changes my life. I don’t know that I’ll every be able to repay your kindness, but I will do my best to pay it forward in what ever way I can.