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A Moment of Weakness Synopsis:
Until her new job starts in September,
buttoned-up elementary school teacher Laurel Harris is at loose ends and in
need of cash. Fortunately her best friend's older brother is a single dad and
desperately needs a nanny. Or so she’s told. She doesn’t anticipate him being
such a menacing, muscled, and undeniably gorgeous man…or that he has zero
interest in hiring a nanny.
Micah Crane will do right by his young daughter, no matter the cost. And right now, that cost is juggling parenthood with long hours at his bar and working as an enforcer for a notorious crime boss. He doesn’t need another complication in his life, but the sweet, frustratingly opinionated little blonde hell-bent on caring for his daughter stirs his blood like no woman ever has.
All it takes is a moment of weakness to ignite the lust blazing between them. A moment that will unravel their self-control and unleash all of Micah’s darkest secrets...
Micah Crane will do right by his young daughter, no matter the cost. And right now, that cost is juggling parenthood with long hours at his bar and working as an enforcer for a notorious crime boss. He doesn’t need another complication in his life, but the sweet, frustratingly opinionated little blonde hell-bent on caring for his daughter stirs his blood like no woman ever has.
All it takes is a moment of weakness to ignite the lust blazing between them. A moment that will unravel their self-control and unleash all of Micah’s darkest secrets...
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Exclusive Excerpt:
Laurel
opened her mouth, but before she could get anything out, Micah said,
“How about I show you where you’ll be sleeping,” and walked out
of the kitchen, gesturing for her to follow.
Silently,
she trailed him, her suitcase bumping along the carpeted hallway.
With each step, she catalogued what she knew of him so far.
Right
foot. Raising
six-year-old alone.
Left
foot. Has
taken some precautions in keeping Shaelynn safe, but might need some
help with that.
Right
foot. His
backside is really, really
nice to look at.
Left
foot. I
wonder if those muscles under his back pockets feel as hard as they
look—
“It’s
only a two-bedroom apartment,” he said, suddenly coming to a stop.
The movement was too fast, and by the time her brain caught up, she
was already slamming into the back of him. Right against the butt
she’d been staring at.
Oh
my god.
He
twirled fast and clamped his huge hand around the top of her arm to
steady her, those brown eyes ticking from her eyes to her forehead to
her ears, mouth, over her shoulder, then back to her eyes. The force
of his stare triggered a nervous giggle from her lips.
“I’m
so sorry,” she said, forcing her gaze to stay with his even though
the intensity was making her a little dizzy. “I didn’t expect you
to stop right there.”
“We’re
at the end of the hallway,” he said, unamused.
Right.
But… She pointed to where the carpet dead ended. “I couldn’t
see because of your…”
Butt.
Not
a chance she’d admit that.
Your
entire ginormous body blocking my view. Yeah,
not that either.
“Because
of…um, you,” she said, swallowing down what she hoped was all of
her embarrassment.
Brooklyn Skye Bio:
Brooklyn Skye grew up
in a small town where she quickly realized writing was an escape from small
town life. Really, she’s just your average awkward girl who’s obsessed with
words. She writes young adult, new adult, and romance fiction. You can follow
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