Arkadia Fast #2
by Leslie Scott
Genre: New Adult Romance Release Date: March 6, 2019
Starting a new life isn't easy when the skeletons locked in her closet are the notorious town drunk for a father and a haunted past. But, Hadley Morgan isn't one to shy away from second chances or giving them either.
When a young, single father wrapped up in an octane fueled package takes particular interest in her, she begins to dream. But well-known drag racer Aiden Casey is also her boss, making her hesitate to grab at her chance at happiness.
Will her secrets shatter their chance at love or will his past come back to destroy both of them?
For the first time, I leaned over and kissed Aiden. The gentle press of my lips carrying all the words I knew he wouldn’t hear if I spoke them. Bit by bit he softened and my tongue found its way against his. I stoked a low, warm fire, as we kissed. It burned between us, crackling with a belied intensity.
His plate tumbled to the blanket, mine followed, no longer needed. His fingers slid up the sides of my face, expertly doing away with the pins I’d struggled with. Aiden deepened the kiss as my hair whooshed down my back.
Blindly I popped open several buttons of his shirt, my fingers seeking the warmth of his chest. When Aiden moaned, sultry and sweet, it was my undoing. I’d have let him take me in the back of the truck. Modesty be damned.
He broke the kiss, his fingers still tangled in my hair, gasping for breath. He pressed his forehead against mine, holding me suspended somewhere between arousal and wonderment.
“I’m going to walk you to your door and you’re going to close it between us.” He slid from the truck, his body quivering slightly. I’d made him tremble. The empowering fact thrilled me.
He chastely plucked me from the bed, placing me on the grass. Disappointment stung when he didn’t hold me against him, when his fingers didn’t linger.
Self-doubt crept in. “Did I do something wrong?” My chest tightened, it was the first real move I’d made between us and now he was ditching me.
“Hell no.” He spun, took both my hands in his, and brought them to his lips. “I’m going to do right by you, at least this once. I want you to have something…innocent, from me.”
“You don’t have to do that, Aiden.” But my heart swelled ten times even as my libido screamed in defiance.
“I do, for me.” Hand in hand we walked back to the trailer.
He kissed me once on the tip of my nose. “Good night, Hadley Jane.”
Leslie spends most days attempting to wrangle the voices in her head and often wishes she could clone herself so that their stories get told faster. She loves words, romance, and characters that feel like family and spends almost all of her free time with her own family; including a boisterous eleven year old that she homeschools and an assorted cast of rescue pets. She lives her own happily ever after with her soul mate and best friend in the northern part of Alabama and hopes you enjoy reading her stories as much as she enjoys writing them.