Title: Calculated Risk
Author: Rachael Duncan
Genre: Contemporary Romance
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I thought the ring on my finger would do the trick and keep men away. All I wanted was to save my heart from shattering--again. The truth is, I'm not married. The ring was just a ploy--a ploy to keep me safe, protected from pain.
But then Marcus Riley came along with his goofy pick-up lines, and he saw right through the facade. He knew the truth, and he wanted me. God help me, I wanted him too--in so many ways. But love is a risk, a painful, scary risk. One I'm too afraid to take.
Unless...
He's the one risk worth taking.
But it just might come at a price.
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“Let me erase your pain.”
I shake my head. “No need. You’ve been doing that since the moment I met you.” My chin quivers as I’m overcome with emotions I can’t explain. When his lips touch mine, they’re like a calming balm to my battered heart. They keep it beating and revive my soul.
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“I got to see you in your element, so I thought I’d show you mine. We’re going to run to the station real quick, fill out some forms, and you’re going to go on a ride along with me.” He closes the door on me before I get to respond. I’m noticing he does this a lot when he’s afraid I’ll argue, but I’m actually excited about this.
“What if you get into a shootout with someone or something bad happens?” I ask once he gets in the car.
He looks over at me as if to say, Really? “This is Apex, Lydia, not Compton.”
I roll my eyes at him. “I’m aware, but you never know. The crazies live everywhere.”
“Well, that’s what the waiver is for.”
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