Jessie Fields has been in love with her childhood friend Dalton for ages, but he did the one thing that makes it impossible for them to be together: he joined the army. Traumatized by the death of her brother when she was fifteen, can Jessie learn to put the past behind her and commit herself to the man who needs her more than the air he breathes?
Dalton Jacobs has a secret he never told the one woman he can't imagine living without. Unable to reveal his shifting abilities to her without betraying the trust of the pride leader, can Dalton convince Jessie to be his after all these years of yearning?
This title was released in mid-April and has earned about $600 on Amazon in the month and a half since. Sold 213 copies in the American Amazon store last month.
“Sure,” I said, my mouth and throat going dry. I could tell that Dalton was simply unable to answer her—he was completely taken by me, like no other man ever had been. But that was always the strange, unbelievable dynamic between the two of us.
Shannon nodded and left, excusing herself with very little fuss and a surprising amount of tact. Of course that left me feeling awkward and tense, alone with the hottest man I had ever laid eyes on.
“So, how was your flight?” I asked, walking slowly around the kitchen bar towards the nook area, a nervous smile plastered across my face. Dalton didn’t answer me. He just stared me down with his heavenly eyes, like light filtering through maple syrup. I tried to think of something to say, but he took several large strides towards me, enveloping me in a passionate hug.
His hard body crushed against my plush curves, and I relished in the heat between us, the space between my thighs going damp with desire. As much as I denied his affection in the past, I hadn’t seen him in over a year. Feeling the hard stone of muscle wrapped around my body was akin to dying and going to heaven. At least if it isn’t like that, then I don’t want to go.
“Jessica,” he murmured into my ear, sending an electric shudder down my spine. It was all he had said in the few minutes since he arrived, and yet it communicated more than years of conversations and dozens of letters. I fought the lump forming in my throat and just told myself to accept the moment—to be happy.
