Secretly dating Coach Parker’s daughter was never part of
the plan. Neither was becoming her dealer…
ADAM
Returning to my drug-dealing past wasn’t on the agenda when
I accepted the full ride to play ball at Cypress U. But Mom lost her job. And
my sister’s medical bills are mounting. So, I’ve no choice but to change the
playbook.
When Emily walks into my life, like a fallen goddess with
the ultimate power to destroy me, I know I’m screwed. I should steer clear, but
I’m the one supplying her poison of choice. Falling for her is a complication I
don’t need, but the more she’s around, the harder it gets to walk away. She
needs me, and I crave her more than the sport I love.
Now, it’s all on the line. Including the NFL career that’s
tantalizingly close.
The stakes are high, but family means everything, so I’ll
take my chances.
EMILY
It’s only a problem if it’s out of control. And I have it in
hand.
Except a certain a-hole discovers I’m using again, and he
threatens to rat me out to my folks. Mom’s president of Cypress U, and Dad’s
the illustrious football coach. Appearances mean everything to them, and I’m a
continuous disappointment. They told me I’d be out on my ass if I fell off the
wagon, so keeping it a secret is my number one priority.
Until the super-hot all-star QB takes more than a passing
interest in me. Adam gets me, in a way no guy ever has, filling my head with
ideas of forever—and now, I want more.
Dating my dealer is a recipe for disaster, especially when
it’s forbidden, but I can’t help myself.
Because I’ve fallen too deep.
And the hole is too large to crawl out of.
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Excerpt
I’m half-tempted to call Donnie to make sure he gave me the
correct address when headlights brighten the narrow alleyway.
The SUV is crawling toward me, and my nerves are jacked. I
shouldn’t be doing this. I should find a decent part-time job to pay for my sister’s
medical expenses, but I see no other way. We have to get her vest fixed or buy
a new one. Selling drugs is the only way to make some quick cash. Besides, I’m
good at it. I sold dope and pills for years, and I’d never been arrested. I
always had my pulse on the neighborhoods, and I knew where cops loitered at
night.
You’ve been out too long. Things might have changed, and
you’re in a new state.
I push my inner thoughts aside. None of that matters. I’m
always alert. I always know what’s around me, and as Mom tells me, I’m
perceptive as hell. I have to be. Taking care of Mom and Phoebe—especially
Phoebe—I have to be alert to her sounds, her breathing, and her emotions.
Thinking of my sister sends pain slicing through my chest. I
can’t let anything happen to her. She spent two days in the hospital, where the
doctor pumped her with antibiotics, until she started feeling better.
The SUV pulls to a stop, and a short stocky guy gets out of
the front passenger seat brandishing a gun. The driver, a taller man than his
compadre, follows.
I lift my hands as if a cop is arresting me. “I’m unarmed.”
Aiming the gun at my head, he stalks toward me. His dark
eyes are hard, his mission resolute. “Move and you’re dead.” His deep voice is
lethal.
An all too familiar wave washes over me, and I’m tempted to
back out of this stupid idea to sell drugs and run before he pulls the trigger.
I’m not any good dead to Mom and Phoebe. But I know his words are just a scare
tactic while he frisks me.
I stand statue-still while the second dude, sporting a thin
beard and no mustache, pats my sides, my lower back, down my legs, and straight
down to my ankles. He sticks one finger in the air. “All clear.”
The stocky dude lowers his gun, and, inwardly, I grin. The
goon didn’t find the blade in my boot. I’m not about to use it though. But I
don’t walk into situations like these unarmed. Still, I make a mental note of
the type of men I’m dealing with.
A tall man climbs out of the back seat. He’s sporting baggy
jeans and a New York Yankees ball cap, and the gold bling around his neck
probably weighs ten pounds as it glints off the dim light on the side of the
car repair shop.
It’s all I can do not to roll my eyes. Donnie doesn’t show
off like this dude. Donnie’s motto is blend in with the crowd. Standing out
only draws attention.
“You must be Wrangler. I’m Ray Diaz.” Ray struts over to the
metal garage door. “You understand I have to be careful.” He punches a code in
on the keypad tacked to the frame of the door. Within a second, it opens.
I tuck my hands in my jean pockets. “I’m well aware of the
industry.”
A deep chuckle erupts from Ray. “I heard. Donnie told me you
were a cocky punk too.”
It’s my turn to laugh. “When I need to be.”
About the authors
Siobhan Davis
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Prior to becoming a full-time writer, Siobhan forged a
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She resides in the Garden County of Ireland with her husband
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S.B. Alexander
I'm Susan Alexander, and you'll find my books under S.B.
Alexander. A little about me. I've been writing since 2012 and started with
writing all about vampires. After the second vampire book, I began to branch
out in New Adult Romance. I love to read mostly all genres, and I'm always game
to try something new. So I tested my hand at writing romantic suspense and just
loved it. So you'll find I write in several different sub-genres of romance.
In between writing, I spend time with my soul mate of 20
years who got a bad deal in life. Three years ago he was diagnosed with ALS.
It's a horrible disease, but we both have been making the best of life,
laughing, smiling, and doing what we can together.
But writing is a great outlet for me to take my mind to
another place. Plus, I have a great network of family, friends, fans, and so
much more. I truly have an angel on my shoulder. My mantra is make the best of
life because it's too darn short.
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