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Title:
Reclaim My Heart
Author:
Donna Fasano
Format:
Paperback and eBook
Publisher:
Hard Knocks Books
ISBN:
978-1939000200
Genre:
Contemporary Romance
Purchase Now: Amazon / Barnes & Noble / Kobo
About the Book:
Sixteen years ago, Tyne Whitlock cut all ties to her past and left town under the shameful shadow of a teenage pregnancy. Now her fifteen-year-old son is in trouble with the law and she is desperate for help. But reaching out to high-powered attorney Lucas Silver Hawk will tear open the heart-wrenching past in ways Tyne never imagined.
Excerpt
From
Chapter Two
"Oh, wait. There's someone here to see
you."
He frowned. "I don't have time
today."
"I know, I know." Martha looked apologetic. "I tried to explain that
your schedule is packed, but she insisted on waiting—"
"She?"
Martha glanced down at a pad on her
desktop. "A Ms. Whitlock. Tyne Whitlock."
Lucas stared. Blinked. Then he reached up
and tugged at his tie, wondering who the hell shut off the room's air supply.
"She's waiting in your office. I tried
to tell her your schedule was full, but…" Concern sharpened Martha's tone.
"Are you all right? She said she knew you. That you were old friends. That
she'd only take a minute of your time. Should I not have let her in?"
Martha droned on and he watched her lips
move, but he didn't hear a word of what she said. A blind-sided punch wouldn't
have stunned him more than hearing that name. He lifted his hand and nodded at
Martha to let her know everything was okay even though he had no idea if it was
or not, then he turned and headed down the corridor.
"Don't forget Larry and Nate. They're
waiting!"
Martha's warning sounded like a distant
echo.
Tyne. Here. In this building. In his
office.
What had it been? Twelve, thirteen… no. Sixteen years. He scrubbed his fingers
across his jaw.
He turned the corner and came to an abrupt
halt. At the end of the corridor, the door of his office stood ajar. He saw
Tyne's perfect profile as she sat in a straight-backed chair staring at
something out of his line of view.
In an instant, Lucas was catapulted into
the past.
Darkness surrounded
them like a cloak. Tyne's soft sobs tore at his heart. Of all the girls he'd
dated—and there had been more than a few—only she brought out in him a fierce
compulsion to protect.
He swiped away her
tears, the dark color of his thumb a stark contrast against her creamy white
skin.
"I don't
understand them, Lucas. I never will."
"Don't
worry," he crooned. "It's going to be all right. Trust me, babe. They
can't keep us apart. You'll be eighteen soon too. We can do what we want then.
Go wherever we want."
He cradled her, his
back supported by the massive pin oak. And when she stopped crying, she pulled
away from him and gazed into his eyes. Her sweet face wrenched his heart and
caused heat to spark his desire. Never had he wanted a girl the way he wanted
Tyne. Raw need coursed through him.
She cradled his
face between her palms and drew him to her. Her lips were hot against his. The
kiss grew hungry, their breathing labored.
"Our love will
last forever," she whispered against his mouth.
He heard the
question in her quavery tone, responded to her need for reassurance.
"Forever,"
he groaned, tugging her down onto the mossy ground.
Lucas tilted his head to stare at the
carpet in front of his shoes and gulped in the artificially-cooled air as he
dragged his way out of the past. The grip he had on his attaché case made his
hand throb almost as much as the memory had caused his groin to go all achy and
needful.
Of course, their love hadn't lasted
forever.
He was within steps of the door when Tyne
glanced in his direction. Nuances of various emotions passed across her face.
And it was a striking face, Lucas couldn't deny it. The years had refined her
features—
She stood, smoothing her palms across the
fabric of her skirt.
—and ripened her body. Her eyes were the
same vivid blue he remembered, and her white-blond hair was still long and
straight. He could easily recall the silky feel of it brushing against his bare
chest. As teens, he'd thought of them as the perfect juxtaposition: she, all
sunshine and light, he, dark like the night.
He forced his gaze back onto her face.
"Tyne." He entered his office,
puzzled by the strain in his voice. What really confused him was the fact that
he couldn't seem to get his tongue to form anything more.
"Hi, Lucas. It's been a long
time." Her lush mouth pressed into a nervous smile, and his gut tensed.
He wanted to smile back. He truly did. With
every fiber of his being. To let her know that he'd survived the sprawling
interim since they'd parted just as well as she obviously had. But he couldn't
smile. Couldn't speak. Couldn't think.
About the Author:
What others are saying about Donna's books:
"...complex, funny, and realistic..."
~Wilmington News Journal
"Excellent!" ~Bookreview.com
"Could not help myself from reading excerpts to my
husband and friends. This book is well written, the characters are real,
everyday folks. It is very easy to identify with them. Donna Fasano is a
talented author." ~Elizabeth M. Caldwell on Amazon
"...a fast paced riotous look at family life
today. Donna Fasano is right on target!" ~Donna Zapf, SingleTitles.com
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