Title: Rest, My Love
Author: Jules Dixon
Genre: Romance
Interior designer and talented singer Sage Whiteman fears getting to know a man and revealing her real scars.
Security company owner Rahl Vendetti returned from Afghanistan with his own issues, including a vicious monster doing its best to inflict devastation on all of his relationships.
They have plenty of chemistry, but do they have the ability to be what the other needs outside of the bedroom, too? Sage may be the angel to bring out the gentle giant in Rahl, but can he be the strength she needs to face her uncertain future? Will they save each other and create something unexpected?
Security company owner Rahl Vendetti returned from Afghanistan with his own issues, including a vicious monster doing its best to inflict devastation on all of his relationships.
They have plenty of chemistry, but do they have the ability to be what the other needs outside of the bedroom, too? Sage may be the angel to bring out the gentle giant in Rahl, but can he be the strength she needs to face her uncertain future? Will they save each other and create something unexpected?
Approaching me, he slowly ran his warm hands up and down my arms, which only made me shiver again, but for a different reason. I closed my eyes and planted my forehead into his chest. He was a fireplace in the zero degree air. Without questioning, I snuggled into his warmth.
“Your singing … it does something to me.” His arms rounded my back, criss-crossing low and tight.
I took in his cologne and sighed.
“Sage, what really happened last night?”
“I don’t think you understand what being part of my life long-term means. It’s constant worry that the cancer is back and when it does come back it will affect everything. Relationships, schedules, and finances.” I cringed and lowered my voice, “And sex.” I gazed into his soft brown eyes, deep pools of care that made me waver when it came to him and me. I stepped back to get space and perspective. “Lots of things become secondary to fighting a monster that is unpredictable and merciless. I … I can’t…” I turned but he slipped his hands into mine, stopping me.
Run to Love (Triple R 1)
Fuzzy sock collector, martini connoisseur, baseball fanatic, and dandelion lover, author Jules Dixon is her own oxymoron. She’s addicted to everything related to the amazing emotion of love, probably instigated by her own happily ever after 25 years with her beer-brewing hubby and their love story created a sassy, artistic daughter and a computer genius but ultra-sarcastic son. She explores the rich psychology of sexuality, choices, and conflicts of high school, college, and young adult characters in her novels and novellas. She’s a busy writer, but she loves it.
