The Morning-After Proposal
Dylan Trueno had finally found her. And he wasn't letting her go.
Not this time.
Determined to make his point, he stared straight into her eyes, making her catch a stunned breath.
Instant recognition, he thought. The reoccurrence of a time-bomb attraction.
They stood face to face in the doorway of a cozy old house on the Rocking Horse Refuge. Dylan had been searching for her for eight months, and today he'd hit pay dirt.
He moved a little closer, and she took a step back. Just seconds ago, she'd answered the door to find him standing there, flinching at the sight of him.
She didn't say anything and neither did he. He kept staring at her, piercing her with his gaze. She wore a floral-printed blouse and slim-fitting jeans with a frayed hemline. Her face was devoid of makeup and her jewelry consisted of a simple gold cross.
He thought she looked much too lean, as if she'd lost weight since the last time he'd seen her, as if she'd been to hell and back.
But he knew she had.
Trapped, she glanced away and fidgeted with the ends of her hair. It was blonde now, but she was ... read full excerpt from The Morning-After Proposal ebook
