Coming Back
by Emma South
Publication date: July 2nd 2015
Genres: New Adult, Romance, Suspense
Publication date: July 2nd 2015
Genres: New Adult, Romance, Suspense
Once, Christabelle
Jayne defied death. Learning to live and love again is going to be so
much harder.
After being
abducted and vanishing without a trace, she was presumed dead. But
Christie isn’t the kind of girl that goes down without a fight. When she
crawls out of the forest almost two years later, bruised and bleeding, she is
confronted by a world that seems to have moved on and left her behind.
Dean Hawking
returned to Warfields after a terrible tragedy on the job shook his faith in
humanity. The cop’s transfer home wasn’t the cure-all he hoped for until
the best thing about it, the girl he loved since high school, Christie Jayne,
turns up alive.
Their worlds are
thrust together again for the first time in years. Though still reeling
from her ordeal, in Dean she finds a fathomless love that reminds her there are
still beautiful things in the world. In Christie, he sees his chance at
redemption…
Then Dean uncovers
some startling information about Christie’s case, revealing that she might be
in imminent danger,
and their second chance at love will be put to the test when the full story of
her escape is revealed. Can there be any coming back from what she’s had
to do?
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Christie
If there was one thing I was sure of, it
was that Dean liked what he saw when he looked at me, more than anybody I’d
ever been with. It was more than a
little empowering, it made me feel so unashamedly sexy I could have torn his
clothes off right there and then, but I held back, savoring the sensation of
being unwrapped like a present he’d waited his whole life for.
The release of my bra strap was an immense
relief. I breathed deeply, feeling the
cool air on my skin under the now loose garment. Dean’s hands moved back to my shoulders and
pulled the straps down my arms.
He breathed a sigh of appreciation when my
bra joined my shirt on the floor, and I moaned in return when his hands found
their way to my exposed mounds, kneading and lifting them as my nipples poked
into his palms. I grabbed the edge of
the counter again to brace myself, pushing my chest out against his grip all
the more firmly.
For an instant before he pulled away, I
could feel the unmistakable evidence of his own arousal prodding against my
belly. I wasn’t sure what he was doing
for a second, but he quickly showed me when he reached around under my ass and
pulled me up into the air so my legs wrapped around him and that bulge was far
more intimately positioned.
“Come with me,” he said as I secured my
arms around his neck and he began to carry me towards his bedroom.
“Was I speeding, officer?” I asked.
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I'm in my thirties and living in New Zealand. About 2 years ago I lost somebody very close to me. I was lucky in a way, I was given enough time to make a promise. My promise was that I would never forget our young and innocent love, and it's a promise I intend to keep.
My writing is a way to help me keep that promise. I've always enjoyed writing but was forced into being 'prudent' and giving myself over to soul-crushing office work for the sake of a steady salary. Recent events forced me to re-evaluate my priorities and I decided to take a chance. I like to put little pieces of 'us' into my writing, from funny conversations we had, to apocalyptic arguments, to that special feeling you get when you hop into bed fully aware that your feet are freezing but your partner doesn't kick you away.
Even though these things are set in fictional worlds and attached to fictional characters, in a way it feels like I'm doing something that will make our love live forever. If somebody reads one of my stories and likes a joke or sheds a tear, then our love has lived on, and I thank any readers I might have for that.
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