Tomorrow, A. Jones will satisfy your sweet cravings with her debut novel – Sugar Rush!
How does it feel when you’re finally able to live the life you’ve always dreamed of? Blissful? Amazing? Peaceful?
Melanie Moore is beautiful, smart and miserable. For years she’s given up on her dreams to keep peace within her family, but now she’s ready to pursue the life she wants. With one small window of opportunity she’s given room to do just that, however, not everyone is happy for her. Facing the repercussions of her decision from her family and a surprising diagnosis that’s threatening everything she’s been working for leaves Melanie wondering if her dreams were ever supposed to be anything more than a dream.
Then enters Kamali James – a natural born nurturer, and a man who has been a giver and lover all of his life… until he crosses paths with the beautiful Melanie Moore. Melanie doesn’t have time for a relationship, let alone the emotional strength to deal with everything she’s going through. Will she let Kamali in to be the rock that she needs and continue pursuing her dreams, or will she give up on everything… including him?
I heard the door chime at about six thirty. I didn’t even have to look up to know who it was. Like I said, his presence was overwhelming, and I could already feel the effect he was having on me. I decided to look up because I couldn’t very well keep pretending that he wasn’t in the room. My intention was to greet him, but that’s not what came out. “What are you wearing?”
He looked down at his jeans and his sneakers before looking back up at me skeptically. I could tell what I said wasn’t clear, so before he responded I clarified with, “Cologne. What cologne are you wearing? It’s not the first time you’ve worn that one.”
His mouth did this… like twitching thing… before he full blown smiled. I should’ve known then I was in trouble.
“You be smelling me, Melanie?”
My weakness was a man that smelled good, but the way he said it made me sound like a creep. Normally I was quick to defend myself, but something was telling me to stay out of that trap.
“Anyway… just making an observation. You smell nice and fresh.”
“Thank you. It’s called Invictus.”
I nodded. I didn’t want to say too much more. I wanted to make sure I didn’t put myself in any more uncomfortable positions.
“Show me what you have left and I’ll do it so you can handle what you need to.”
I nodded and took him around. It wasn’t much so we’d be done in no time. We went our separate ways and met back up at the front when we were done.
“Thank you for helping me.”
“No problem. I told you I would whenever you needed it.”
“That you did, and I appreciate it.”
Once we stepped outside I turned my back to him to lock up.
“Are you tired?”
After locking the doors to the bakery I turned around to face Kamali. He was leaning against his truck.
“Ride with me.”
Ride with him?
I’m not sure if it was the way he said it or how I heard it, but it sounded so sexy.
I bit my lip as I thought about it. It wasn’t even eight o’clock.
He gave me a half turned up smile and opened the passenger door. I took his hand as he reached his out to help me into the truck. As we drove I kept looking over at him.
“You gonna say something or keep staring at me, Ms. Moore?”
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