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Title: It’s Not Over

Series: Paths to Love #1

Author: Grahame Claire

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I have two lives.

One with the woman who owns me. The other tied to a past I can’t escape.

For eight years, I kept them separate, knowing one day their collision was inevitable.

That day has come.

She’ll have to accept it.

It’s over.


He has two lives.

A beautiful one with me. Another shrouded in ugly secrets.

It didn’t matter, until now.

I don’t know why he’s destroyed us,

But fighting for him will be the battle of my life.

It’s not over.Β 


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β€œWe weren’t properly introduced,” he said as he closed the distance between us.

β€œEver consider there’s a reason for that?”

He grinned, and I looked down at my clothes to make sure they hadn’t evaporated on the spot. Lord knew I felt like ripping them off.

β€œYou don’t strike me as a runner.”

What the heck? Maybe I didn’t work out religiouslyβ€”okay, at allβ€”but I was in good shape. I lifted my chin. β€œWell, you strike me as a stalker.”

His eyes danced, but his mouth quirked down as if the accusation was a foreign one and he didn’t quite know what to do with it.

β€œWould you believe I happened to be in the neighborhood? Wanted to hear that Southern drawl again?”

β€œNot a chance.” I lifted my chin, and his eyes raked down the column of my neck. I flexed my fingers so as not to touch the skin where his look had singed me. I couldn’t do this. Feel whatever this was. β€œYou’ve said hello. Now, I have work to do.”

I spun, and he caught me by the elbow. His breath on my ear raised every hair on my body. β€œSee. A runner.”

Was he insinuating I was a coward? I whirled back around to set him straight and immediately regretted it. His face was inches from mine. I held my breath to keep from burying my nose in his suit. No one should smell that good. Not without a warning.

β€œI hope this isn’t your usual approach with women.”

Screw him and that gorgeous smile. It lit his whole face and made him even more impossibly handsome.

β€œThey usually approach me.”

I rolled my lips together. β€œThat explains a lot.”

β€œDon’t you want to know why I’m here?” His voice was so low that I leaned in closer to hear him. Another mistake. I was too close, all in his personal space.

β€œYou want a proper introduction.” I thrust my hand out, creating some distance. β€œVivian DeGraw. Though you already know that. Now goodbye.”

His fingers clasped my hand and squeezed. He didn’t shake, just held me in place. β€œDaniel Elliott. And this most definitely isn’t goodbye.”


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