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WHAT READERS ARE SAYING:
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5 stars - "Finding love and healing in broken places."
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5 stars - "It had all the best aspects of a heart wrenching drama blended perfectly together with a sexy romance story, and the author did an amazing job of playing with my emotions as a reader from the very first page."
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5 stars - "Not just a romance, and love and life story too."
Healing doesn’t happen overnight. Neither does falling in love.
Braylee
Frankenstein has nothing on this twenty-year-old. Okay. Maybe a few more stitches in a few more places but we both were sewn back together.
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A year and a half ago, I lost my family in an accident that left me scarred inside and out and with a sizable inheritance I refuse to spend. Money can’t bring me happiness. No touch can bring me comfort, and desire—forget it. Who’s going to want me like this?
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That’s what I thought until Grayson came into my life.
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The ex-baseball star has a list of home runs on the field and off. He’s all wrong for me, possibly broken beyond repair. I can’t help him. I’m still trying to fix myself.
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But when he’s near, parts of me spark back to life. And when he looks at me, I feel like my old self or a version of her.
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How wrong would it be to pursue this thing between us? Could I handle it? Should I bother finding out?
Grayson
Damaged? Me? Maybe a little. Fine,a lot. But I’ve been through some shit.
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It’s not every day you find out your dad’s a liar and a criminal who launders money for the mafia. Trust issues are only one of my problems. Trouble has a way of finding me or maybe I create it. I turned down an offer to play in MLB and quit the game.
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At twenty-two, I’m a walking disaster, which is fine as long as I keep my guard up and don’t bring anyone into my mess.
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That was the plan until Braylee entered my life.
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How can someone who’s lost so much face the world with more strength than I have in my batting arm? I want to devour her and shelter her at the same time.
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I’m trying to be good. But that’s never worked for me in the past, especially when all I want to do is tear down her walls, her clothes, and anything else she’s hiding behind.
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