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Love Thy Neighbor,
May 22, 2008
Ellora's Cave
ISBN:
978-1419916137
Genre:
Contemporary/Romance
Format:
e-Book
David
Craig has been in love with the same woman for two years, a
woman fifteen years his senior. He’s tried everything to
forget her, even kept away from his parent’s home to avoid
her. Now
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he’s back
for his sister’s wedding and the woman he’s tried to forget is
single.
When her ex husband leaves her for a younger woman Beverly finds
herself, alone, forgotten and in a slump. That is until David
Craig returns to town.
Seducing David Craig is just what she needed, she just never
counted on the intensity of feelings she has for him, and he has
for her. Maybe there is truth to the old adage of Love Thy
Neighbor.
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Excerpt
Damn, she looks just as good as
ever, David thought as he pulled into the drive way of his parent’s
home in the small suburb of Deerpark, Illinois. He hadn’t been home
in two years. Not since her and her husband moved in next to his
parents. Sure he was out of the house on his own by then, but he had
been there the day she had moved in. Ms. Robins, the woman that he
had been in love with for two years. A woman fifteen years older
than him.
He turned off the ignition and braced his hands against the wheel,
letting out a deep breath, watching her water her lawn with the
hose. She was wearing a light sun dress. The spray from the hose was
leaving a fine mist of water on her tanned, golden firm calves.
Her white sun dress was almost transparent and he could see the line
of her panties through her dress. She wore a big straw hat and her
chestnut curls with streaks of gray were tied back in a pony tail.
He felt his cock respond, just like it had when Mr. and Ms. Robins
had moved in two years ago. Just as he was graduating for Harvard
Law and ready to start as a junior in a law firm. His heart beat
wildly against his chest as he thought of that day. He had been
sitting on his parent’s front stoop waiting for his friends when the
moving truck followed by a red BMW had pulled up. Mr. Robins was a
big man, an ex football player who had never went pro. Instead he
became a big shot investor and a man that completely ignored his
gorgeous wife.
His breath had been taken away when Ms. Robins got out the car.
She wore a well tailored suit, her chestnut hair in a bun, she
looked somber and severe; but deep down something inside David
stirred.
He remembered going instantly hard when her first saw her. He
stopped bouncing his basketball and tried to not stare open mouthed
as she walked slowly up the drive behind her husband.
She slid her sunglasses down her nose and fixed him with that
emerald green gaze, a look that he would have sworn was full of
want, desire, sexual heat. As she looked him up and down he almost
came in his pants. She laughed under her breath and slid the
sunglasses back up her nose with a perfectly manicured nail and
walked back into her house.
He went red every time he saw her that summer. Like he was some
zitty teenager instead of a twenty three year old man who had just
graduated at the top of his class, the youngest to get accepted into
Harvard Law and finish at an excelled course.
She made him feel so inadequate. He had girls his age falling at his
feet, and never once did he feel intimidated, out of control of his
passion.
Two years of torment, two years her face haunted him and he never
plucked up the courage to approach her. Why would he, she was
married to a very successful, influential man, and he was fifteen
years her junior. He hadn’t had time to make it big, he had nothing
to offer her. He left to go to a law firm in Boston and never looked
back.
Well, he had tried not to look back as he scrambled to become the
youngest partner at his firm. His mother and father begging him to
return home for a visit; but he couldn’t bare the thought of seeing
her again. Wanting her.
Beverly Robins distracted him and he didn’t need that kind of
distraction in the corporate dog eat dog world. He was a veritable
tiger in the court room, defense attorney’s quaked when David Craig
was on the case. Women, he had plenty, nameless women who slaked his
needs when he was horny. But try as he might he couldn’t get Ms.
Robin’s face out of his mind.
He had to lay the demon to rest. He had to go home for his younger
sister’s wedding. He couldn’t avoid it any longer.
He had vowed to be strong when he showed up in Deerpark, on his
parent’s tree lined street. He was David Craig, the killer; yet now
the killer was sitting in his black Mercedes Benz feeling like an
awkward, horny teenager instead of a very successful twenty five
year old attorney.
“David, what are you doing out there?” his mother called from the
doorway.
Shit, he cursed banging his head against the steering wheel. He
peered through the crook of his arm to see that Ms. Robins had
stopped her watering and was staring at him, staring at him through
the tinted windows of his Mercedes Benz, giving him that same,
intense, heated, sexual stare she had given him two years ago.
There was a tap at the window, his mother’s face pressed against the
glass, with her hand cupped around her eyes, trying to see through
the tint.
“Hello, David, are you in there?”
Jesus fucking Christ, mother, he grabbed his cell phone, flipped it
open and popped open the door. Feigning that he was on a really
important call.
“Yep, yep, got it,” he snapped the phone such with such purpose.
“Sorry honey, I didn’t know you were on a call,” his mother said.
He bent down and kissed his mother on the cheek. “It’s alright,
Mom. Just work.”
As he hugged his mother, he could see Ms. Robin’s staring at him,
and then she walked towards the white picket fence that separated
the Robins yard from the Craig yard.
“Why Louise, I believe it’s been a long time since I’ve seen David
here. How have you been, David?” Ms. Robins asked huskily. Her gaze
eating him up. The effect worked fast on David, he pushed his mother
away a little too quickly so she wouldn’t feel what Ms. Robins
presence was doing to him.
“I’m fine, Ms. Robins, how are you and Mr. Robins doing?”
“David,” his mother hissed out of the side of her mouth.
“No, it’s alright Louise,” Ms. Robins said waving her hand at his
mother in dismissal. “It’s no secret.”
“What,” he asked sounding confused.
“Mr. Robins left me two years ago.”
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