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Book Spotlight: Second Chance At Love By Suzette Riddick.

Love is the last thing on Karen Johnston’s mind. For years she’s been consumed with raising two young children after the untimely death of her husband. Unexpectedly, ruggedly handsome Dominic “Dom” Peretti Jr. blows into her life with the force of a hurricane. Before she can blink, Karen is caught up and finding herself wanting more than a casual relationship. She wants another chance at love.

Dom isn’t looking for a serious commitment. His intention is to have nothing more than a fling with the sexy single mom. As he gets a taste of family life, he has a decision to make. Will he give love a try? Or will he walk away, leaving Karen and her children in harm’s way?

Buy link: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B08HR935HW/

As Dominic “Dom” Peretti, Jr. turned off the water and stepped out the shower, a distant crashing caught his attention. What the hell? He snatched a thick white towel off the rack on the wall. Not bothering to dry off, he wrapped it around his waist. Slowly opening the bathroom door, Dom stealthily made his way into Ava’s bedroom to get the golf club she kept propped against the wall.

Gripping the handle tight, Dom entered the kitchen and was stopped cold in his tracks. The grip on his weapon loosened and his head slightly tilted to the side. He couldn’t tell who the lovely specimen was, bending over grumbling something about kids being late. It didn’t matter who she was at the moment. Dom was too caught up drooling and staring at her derriere, curvy hips and shapely legs thanks to the denim shorts she wore.

The urge to rub his fingertips down the smooth skin of her partially exposed back, courtesy of the yellow halter top caused him to bite his bottom lip suppressing a groan. Dom tried to fight it. What was he to do? Any red-blooded man’s body would respond the same way his was doing right now. The best thing to do would be to ease out of the room before she noticed him there. He didn’t know if it was fate or not. Before he could slip out as easily as he had slipped in, she stood and swiftly spun around as if she knew she was being watched.

Karen let out a blood curdling scream when her eyes locked eyes with the tall, bronze, half-naked, aroused—yes aroused!—beauty of a man. She had never seen so many rippling muscles in all her life. She didn’t know if she should throw the shards of glass at him and run, or if she should stay and confront him. Right now, she couldn’t figure out which to do because the man was stealing her breath away. Dropping the golf club, Dom held his hands up to show he wasn’t a threat.

“Calm down. I’m not going to hurt you.”

Out of her trance, Karen jutted the glass-filled dustpan at Dom. “Who are you?”

“Whoa, watch it lady,” Dom growled as he jumped back to avoid the flying glass heading straight for the family jewels.

Karen’s eyes widened in horror as she watched the direction of the airborne glass. When she dared to glance up at him, she wished she hadn’t. If looks could kill. Lifting her chin in defiance, Karen glared back at the stranger. After all, he was half-naked in her sister’s house that was being rented to their friend. It wasn’t her fault that the piece of glass had a mind of its own and nearly maimed him.

Again Karen demanded, “I said, who are you?”

“I’m Dom. Ava’s brother,” he gritted out between clenched teeth. The building tension in her shoulders relaxed. Now she could see the family resemblance. Man, he was as handsome as Ava was pretty.

“Oh,” was all that would come out. It was hard to talk with him standing so close and obviously attracted to her although he was clearly annoyed.

“Oh,” Dom sarcastically parroted. “You damn near cut me.”

Karen’s eyes drifted downward and she wished she hadn’t because she wanted to touch him. When was the last time? Years. All Karen could think about right now was how it would feel to be beneath him with her back pressed to a mattress. The dustpan began to shake as she gripped the handle so tight her hand was beginning to ache. When she glanced back up at Dom, his face was still twisted in a scowl. Karen licked her bottom lip. He had no idea how sexy he was, staring down at her and brooding.

It was clear he was irritated with her silence when he snapped, “What are you doing here?”

She would have been well within her right to make him aware that this was her sister’s property. Instead Karen let it go since she knew he wasn’t a threat. “Ava asked me to water her plants,” Karen replied as she went over to the trashcan near the shed door and emptied the broken glass before putting the broom and dustpan back inside the shed.

Karen took several seconds longer than necessary to put everything back in place in hopes Dom would be gone. No such luck. He was still standing there making her mind conjure up things she hadn’t thought, let alone indulged in, in years. She needed to get away from this man. And fast.

Dom tossed the golf club against the wall. “I already watered them,” he murmured, his dark eyes openly appraising her. “Ava didn’t tell me you were coming.”

Oh yeah, it’s time for me to go. He went from a roaring lion to a pussycat. And from the look in his eyes, she was feeling like the mouse he wanted to play with until he was good and tired of playing.

“She must’ve forgotten,” Karen nervously answered as she held her breath and eased by him. “I gotta go. My kids are waiting for me.” Karen swiftly walked to the foyer, her hips swaying from side to side. She could feel the heat of his eyes watching her as she disappeared out of the room. Snatching up her keys and purse she bounded down the stairs and to her car. Slamming the door shut, Karen tossed her purse on the passenger seat. Her head collapsed against the headrest. What in the world just happened back there?

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