Cruel Water by Freya Barker Find the Author: Website, Twitter, Facebook, Goodreads
Published by Self Published on March 3, 2016
Genres: Abuse, Romance
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Innocence marked her…
Violation crippled her…
Love left her raw…
The life she carefully rebuilt is challenged when she is confronted with the sins from her past. The carefully applied protection is at once ripped away, leaving her exposed and vulnerable.
Her single night of indulgence with the silver-eyed stranger is only the beginning. He sees right to the heart of her and she is unable to ward off emotions that have been deeply buried. With the sting of betrayal still fresh in her soul, she’s surprised to find herself opening up to the honest integrity of the sharp-eyed, rough-looking biker.
When he lost everyone who mattered, he was left without roots and learned to be content simply living in the moment. Completely unprepared for the feisty blonde bartender with old pain marring her clear-blue eyes, he questions his own rules of detachment, as she unwittingly finds a way under his skin.
Appearances deceive and when the masks fall away, revealing deep, dark secrets, there is nothing left but to hang onto each other and survive the storm
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“Tired?” Ike asks as he pulls me to his chest. “Let’s go to bed.”
At the mention of bed, I push back to look at him with my eyebrows raised.
“Get your mind out of the gutter, woman,” he jokes. “You need sleep, I need a snuggle, so I’m staying here.”
For the first time in what seems forever, I throw my head back and laugh. Hard. “You’re a nut,” I say, standing up and pulling him up with me. “Good thing I’m partial to them.”
Without another word, we make our way into my bedroom where, to my dismay, the better half of my closet is strewn over furniture and floor. The only thing to do is, with one wipe of my arm, at least clear the bed. I swing around, daring Ike to say something.
“Interesting decor,” he dares, but quickly pulls his shirt over his head and I’m instantly distracted by the faint dusting of hair on a fine, fine chest. Didn’t have the time to check the wares, so to speak, last time he got naked. His soft chuckle brings me to my senses. With a fake dirty look, I disappear into the bathroom to brush my teeth. After me, Ike takes a turn with the new toothbrush I left out on the counter for him. By the time he comes back to the bedroom, I’m already in my sleep shirt, snuggled under the covers, facing the edge of the bed. I can feel the other side dipping behind me when he gets in.
“Night,” I say softly when I feel his arm come around and yank me to the middle of the bed, plumb against his delicious chest.
“You get to sleep, but I still need my snuggle,” he says with his nose pressed in the crook of my neck, breathing in deep.
“Are you sniffing me?”
“Hush, you need to rest.”
With a smile on my face I slowly give into the draw of sleep. His deep voice in my hair is the last I hear before I drift off.
“You give good snuggle.”
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