just might have the key.
Coffey is on the run. After arriving in Brooklyn four months ago, she
perfected the art of looking over her shoulder. Her only goal is to
make it through another day without being discovered.
Iain Sheppard unexpectedly walks into her life, Michele’s first
instinct is to retreat. Falling in love is not in her plan, and after
what she’s been through, she’s not ready to trust anyone yet.
is a rugged, sexy freelancer, born and raised in Brooklyn. After
showing up at the bar she works at one night, he leaves a note,
asking to show Michele the city. It goes against every rule she has
set in place for herself. She wants to forget about him and his
offer, but something about him draws her in. She can’t shake it, so
Michele doesn’t know is that Iain knows more about her than he’s
clock is ticking. Michele knows that her time is running out,
especially after a stunning reveal that draws her and Iain even
their attraction grows deeper, she can’t stop looking over her
shoulder, waiting for inevitable disaster. And she can’t help but
ask herself if she escaped one prison, only to lock herself into a
new one of her own making.
she ever be set free?
male voice, snapped me out of my thoughts. I turned to look in the direction of
that voice and saw a man staring at me, hands in his coat pockets, blue eyes
trying to add indignation to my question but failing miserably. I knew how I
looked: windswept hair and reddened cheeks from the cold, holding a flimsy map
of the city. I had been staring at it for too long, like a lost toursit.
or anything. You just looked lost. Can I help you find your way?”
full lips, tracing the line of a well-groomed beard, and then finding my way
back to those eyes again. He didn’t look threatening, but I was immediately
suspicious. He seemed awful friendly for being a perfect stranger, and any
thoughts of him being a tourist were lost when I caught his mild accent. I had
heard a lot of New Yorker accents since I got here, but for reasons unknown to
me, his made me look twice.
was I kidding? He was hot. A blush crept up my neck as I felt a strange
feeling in my gut, knowing that I was reacting to a stranger in the street.
M. Sandy lives in Youngstown, Ohio with her husband, one-eyed cat
child, Maia, and as of June 2017, a rescue dog named Dorothy. She’s
a lover of books, film, and all things imaginary. Someone to Stay is
her first published novel.
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