Everyone has a past…good or bad, they are always there. They lurk and linger in the shadows, sometimes reappearing at the most inconvenient times.
Gabby and Bradley thought that their pasts would remain dormant, that happiness was theirs for the taking. Still the strongest of relationships can be rocked by the ugliness from a previous life, even if it seems to be a world away. The fact remains an ugly past is never distant. It taints everything it touches, drives permanent rifts between loved ones, and sometimes can ruin everything. Gabby and Bradley must find the only way to battle the past. Forgiveness becomes a light through the darkness, a guide for the lost, and hope for the hopeless. With forgiveness comes bright, new beginnings.
She moans as she gives into my kiss and finally wraps her arms around my neck. Our tongues are doing their familiar tango as my hands begin to unbutton the buttons on her shirt. When I undo the first one, I kiss her bare skin on her chest. “You.” Then I undo another, kissing her cleavage. “Are.” When the next button is undone, I skim my fingers up to her shoulders and push the shirt off of her shoulders. She wiggles her arms free. Now I’m back to where I started. “So.” Those shoulders, that sweet neck of hers. I nibble my way back down to her chest. She holds my head between her palms and plays with my hair, which feels so good. My tongue laps up the warm water bouncing off of her. “Beautiful,” I murmur as I undo the last several buttons.
Gabby freezes as I hear a voice. It doesn’t take me long to recognize it’s Sharon’s. I don’t hear anyone else, so she must be on her cell phone. “Shh.” I put my finger up to her mouth. She surprises me when she takes it into her mouth and gives it a quick bite. She doesn’t release it, though. She keeps a gentle grip on it and swirls her tongue around. She can be such a damn tease, and I’m pretty sure that this is a punishment tease. I should have known better than to do this. I got so caught up in the moment that I totally forgot she was going to have to come get her keys. I wonder for a moment if she heard us while we stand quietly in the shower until it’s quiet again. Hopefully since she’s on her phone, she wasn’t paying attention.
When I realize the coast is clear, I pull my finger from her mouth. “That was sexy as hell.”
“I’m glad you enjoyed that. You can have more of that at home.” She picks up her shirt, climbs out of the shower and uses one of the towels to dry off. Glancing back over her shoulder, she teases me. Teases me. I feel like a horny teenage boy who tried to get laid in the high school locker room or something. “I told you this was a bad idea.”
Meet the Author:
J.B. McGee was born and raised in Aiken, South Carolina. After graduating from South Aiken High School, she toured Europe as a member of the 1999 International Bands of America Tour, playing the clarinet. While attending Converse College, an all-girls school in Spartanburg, South Carolina, she visited Charleston often. It quickly became one of her favorite vacation spots. She met her husband, Chad, during Christmas break her freshman year, and they married in 2001 and she moved back to her home town.
In 2005, the couple welcomed their first son, Noah. J.B. finished her Bachelor of Arts degree in Early Childhood Education at the University of South Carolina-Aiken in 2006. During her time studying children's literature, a professor had encouraged her to become a writer.
In 2007, she welcomed their second child, Jonah, and she became a stay at home mom/entrepreneur. In 2009, the found out their two children and J.B. have Mitochondrial Disease. In 2011, a diagnosis also was given to Chad. Please take a moment and learn more about Mitochondrial Disease. Awareness is key to this disease that has no cure or treatments.
J.B. McGee and her family now reside in Buford, Georgia, to be closer to their children's medical team. After a passion for reading had been re-ignited, J.B. decided to finally give writing a shot. Broken (This Series), is her first book and first series.
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