Title: Falling for Her Enemy
Series: Still Harbor, #2
Author: Victoria James
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Length: 147 pages
Release Date: November 9, 2015
Imprint: Bliss
Man I love this Heart warming romances. I loved Falling for
the P.I. the first book in the series. If you have not read it,
You should. Even thought these can be read as an stand
alone . I recommend reading both. I can not wait for book
three, Cara's story. This one is Alex and Cassy's story
and how love can be found even in the most trying of
times. When Hayden shows up and thinks he may be
Alex's adopted daughter's father, and Alex's life seems
to be spiraling out of control. Hayden seems to be her
calm in the storm that is raging around her. And the more
Hayden sends time with Alex and Cassy he seems to be
at peace around them. Now if they both can see that they
may just find their happily ever after. Now before I ruin this
for you I will leave off here. I hope you enjoy this book as
much as I did. If you do like this book, please consider
leaving a review. The Authors really like it when you do,
they value your opinions too.
She’s falling for the one man who could destroy everything…
Alex McAllister always dreamed of a life filled with the
laughter and love of a family, but being abandoned at
a young age left her wary of letting anyone in. Now that
she’s settled in Still Harbor, Alex struggles between keeping
her distance and the magnetic pull of the handsome stranger
who claims he’s the biological father of her adopted daughter.
Hayden Brooks never wanted to be a father. Long hours
spent building his family’s real estate empire suits him
just fine. But when he discovers an ex put the baby he
unknowingly fathered up for adoption, his world crumbles.
He tracks the child to Still Harbor with the intention of
bringing her home-and comes face to face with his
daughter’s stunning adoptive mother.
The paternity test is in. And Hayden’s about to make the
most shocking decision of his life, just in time for Christmas…
Coming soon
Prologue
Hayden Brooks gazed blankly at the woman who was apparently supposed to mean something to him.
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He stared and stared, trying to figure out why she was supposed to be significant to him. There was a vague familiarity about her, sort of like remembering a fading dream hours after waking. She was tall, sleek, with jet-black hair that hung straight down past her shoulders. She was attractive in an unapproachable sort of way. Her eyes were rimmed with too much black makeup and her lips were bright red, a contrast to her flawless porcelain skin. Why didn’t he remember her name? And why was she standing on his doorstep?
“You don’t know who I am, do you? You are Hayden Brooks, right?”
He gave a short nod and leaned against the doorjamb trying to look casual even though every single muscle in his body was now tightly wound. He wanted to appear casual. He wanted her to feel at ease and let her guard down so he could figure out what was going on.
“We hooked up about seven years ago.”
“Seven years ago?” He could barely remember the names of the women he’d dated last year. Not that there had been that many. They just hadn’t been that memorable.
She nodded, her bright red lips thinning. She obviously didn’t like being forgettable. “Yes, it was at The Oceanside Bar. You were there with a bunch of guys and I was there with my girlfriends… We hooked up and spent a great night together at the Oceanside Hotel.”
He ran his hand over his jaw, his eyes not leaving hers. He remembered, vaguely. It had been a bad night for him, a bad week. She had been available and pursued him.
“So what are you doing here now?”
She pulled a newspaper out of her large black purse and handed it to him. He stared at the picture of himself. He’d been on the cover of the city’s newspaper last week. He had just closed the biggest real estate deal in the city’s history. The article was flattering. It spotlighted the father-son success team that made up Brooks Building Group. “I only knew your first name that night… We didn’t really exchange information after. I had no way of contacting you again. Then last week I was drinking my morning coffee and saw your face on the cover of the newspaper. It’s not really a face a girl forgets.”
He didn’t say anything.
“I tried looking everywhere for you seven years ago. I went back to the Oceanside, but you were never there. I asked at the hotel, they didn’t know.”
“Why were you looking for me?”
“Because I was pregnant.”
Hell no. Hayden looked past her, into the distance, listening as the rain pounded the ground, trying to focus on a sight that would calm him down. It was a typical Vancouver fall morning—typical except for the fact that there was a woman claiming to have been pregnant by him. Seven years ago. He looked at her again, searching her blue eyes for something. It was impossible, really. He was the most cautious man on the planet. There was no way he’d ever risk getting someone pregnant. He had made mistakes as a teen. He’d learned to look at himself in the mirror again, but it had taken a long time, and he’d learned responsibility the hard way. He was also a man that didn’t make the same mistake twice.
“No, there’s no way I got you pregnant.”
She gave a small smirk, unbuttoned her trench coat, revealing a lithe figure in a skin-tight black dress. “Now, I know you must be thinking that there’s no way this body could have ever had a baby, but it’s true.”
“That wasn’t what I was thinking at all. Here’s what I’m thinking.” He pushed himself off the doorjamb and stood straight up. No one tried to screw with him, and not about something like this. This was life altering. This would mess with his carefully controlled life. It would bring out demons he’d long since buried. “I’m thinking you saw that article, remembered our night together, and thought you could cash in.”
She blinked furiously, but not before he saw her eyes fill with tears. He wasn’t backing down. “I would never do that. I’m doing my civic duty and letting you know that you’re a father.”
“Well, then where’s my kid?”
She lifted her chin. “I don’t know.”
Alarm bells were going off, and a slow sweat was now trucking down his spine. “How do you not know where your child is?”
“I gave her up for adoption right after birth.”
He shut his eyes for a second and searched for remnants of a prayer from his childhood. He came up blank. This wasn’t happening.
“I understand that if word got out you impregnated some woman, took off, and denied that you had a child, and refused to provide for said child, it would be damaging to a person of your stature.”
His eyes snapped open, his gaze locked on hers. There it was. The blackmail, the motive.
“So I’m here to help you out. You give me one million, and I’ll keep my mouth shut.”
Blood roared in his ears and it took him a full ten seconds to find the words. He leaned forward. “I’m not paying you a dime. You’re an opportunistic liar.”
She held her hand to his mouth. “Opportunistic, yes. Liar? Not so much. I had a baby girl. You had a baby girl, though by now I’d say she’s six. But don’t worry. She’s been adopted. You don’t have to do anything. Pay me, I’ll keep my mouth shut, and we can both go on with our separate lives.”
He grabbed hold of her wrist and firmly moved it away from his mouth. “I’m not paying you a freaking dime.”
She shrugged. “That’s fine. Your loss.”
“If I have a kid out there, I’m going to find her.”
She frowned. “Wow, I didn’t expect that.”
“Where is she?”
She shrugged. “No idea. Handed over my rights. I don’t even know her name. You can go ahead and try to find her.”
Shame and fear washed over him with the force of unrelenting waves. He cleared his throat, trying to focus, for now, until he was in private.
“But no matter what, you need to pay out.”
“I’m paying you nothing.”
“Then prepare to have your name dragged through the mud.”
There were very few moments in his life when he was at a loss for words. He’d always had a sharp tongue and wit in business dealings. This had rendered him speechless, because it wasn’t business, it was personal and she was unknowingly bringing out all of his old demons. He didn’t give a crap about his name, but his father did. His father was eighty years old, and he and Hayden had been through many rough years together. He couldn’t do that to him. He needed time to fix this. He ran his hands through his hair.
“Give me a few months.”
She crossed her arms and smirked. “No.”
“Fine. Until Christmas. That’s the best offer you’ll get from me, so I suggest you take it.”
“Then what?”
“We’ll see. But if she’s not mine, you’ll regret ever coming to my door and trying to blackmail me.” There was no way in hell he was planning on paying a woman that had abandoned a child that might be his and not come forward for years. He held her gaze and saw the exact moment doubt trickled into her expression.
He had it all. He had extreme wealth, homes in his favorite parts of the world, a fleet of cars, and every luxury he could ever want. He loved his job. He loved running his company. He loved acquiring business and real estate and turning them into something spectacular. But if he had a daughter out there, none of it mattered. Every success he’d ever achieved would mean nothing if he’d had a daughter that was living in foster care. All of it brought him back to the worst day of his life.
He looked at the woman staring at him. If she was telling the truth, if he had a daughter out there, nothing was going to stop him from finding her. He would find his little girl and try and make all of this right.
He’d find her and bring her back home with him.
Love Bites (Sugar City #1) |
“Natalie.”
“I
don’t want to talk about it.”
“Let
me just say—”
“Luke,
don’t.” Tiny tears clung to her lashes, gutting him again. “I don’t want your
pity—I couldn’t stand it. Not after…” She stopped like she couldn’t say the
next word. “Not after everything.”
“Pity?”
he repeated, wanting desperately to understand, but falling short like he
always did with her. She turned to him, looking pale and so unhappy. “I know
that’s how you feel, and I know what you’re thinking.”
She
knew what he was thinking? He didn’t know what he was thinking, or what he was
feeling. When he looked at this woman in the short dress and rubber boots, her
hair blowing in the breeze around her tear-streaked face, he tried to pinpoint
his feelings, name them. But there were so many he couldn’t grab hold of a
single one.
All he knew for sure was he admired
the hell out of her. No, it wasn’t admiration he felt. It was something else,
something that made his heart pound when he looked at her, when he thought
about her kindness, her stubborn determination, the way everything she did made
him want a bigger life than even he’d planned, while driving him absolutely out
of his head…his screwed-up head that wasn’t ready for a relationship.
Or
was it?
“You
have no idea what I’m thinking,” he said. “No idea what I’m feeling—about you.”
He walked to her, reached out and touched her cheek. “But we both need to find
out.”
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Victoria James is a New York Times and USA Today
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Victoria always knew she wanted to be a writer and in grade
Victoria always knew she wanted to be a writer and in grade
five, she penned her first story, bound it (with staples and a
cardboard cover) and did all the illustrations herself. Luckily,
this book will never see the light of day again.
In high school she fell in love with historical romance and
In high school she fell in love with historical romance and
then contemporary romance. After graduating University with
an English Literature degree, Victoria pursued a degree in
Interior Design and then opened her own business. After her
first child, Victoria knew it was time to fulfill her dream of
writing romantic fiction.
Victoria is a hopeless romantic who is living her dream,
Victoria is a hopeless romantic who is living her dream,
penning happily-ever-after's for her characters in between
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redwood trees in beautiful northern California. Once she was fully educated,
she decided to settle in Florida, but her car broke down in Texas and she’s lived
in Dallas ever since. A cupcake and treadmill aficionado (obviously those things
are connected), she spends her time watching arthouse movies and impossibly
trashy TV, while living vicariously through the characters she writes. Ophelia is
the author of AIMEE & THE HEARTTHROB; DEFINITELY, MAYBE IN LOVE;
the Abby Road series; Perfect Kisses series; Sugar City series; and the brand
new cozy mystery CHALK LINES & LIPSTICK. Visit all her books HERE, but
don’t call when The Vampire Diaries (or Dawson’s Creek) is on. #paceylove
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