Fall in love with the Wards…

From troubled teen to successful general contractor, Jake Nichols turned his life around from his time in foster care. Divorced and single, he juggles his time between his daughter and his work. Next on his agenda, a new project that is his chance to prove his worth at the job he loves. Except he never anticipates that the only girl he's ever loved and lost as a teen is now a grown and beautiful woman in charge of the project.

Phoebe Ward has survived and conquered a painful past that includes foster care and becoming a teenaged mom. She wants nothing more than to focus on the present but it’s hard when she looks into the eyes of her son, knowing she’s tried and failed to find his father. She’s resigned herself to raising him alone with the help of her family… Until a client meeting brings her face to face with her first love. A boy… now a sexy man she thought she’d never see again … and the father of her child.

So many years have gone by and both of their lives have changed drastically. Will they be able to put the past behind them and find the second chance they both deserve?

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“Are you my guardian?” she quipped, trying to keep things light as she tipped her head slightly, studying his tight, serious expression. “I want to be.” His voice was serious as hell. His tone rubbed her in the most intimate way, her body swaying toward him. “Jake.” He reached out a hand to cup her face, his calloused fingertips rough against her skin. So intense were his features, so erotic was his touch, his protectiveness cloaking her in heat. Her nipples even puckered into tight points of need. “If I had my way, nobody would be able to take advantage of you, because they’d have to go through me in order to get to you.” Her face warmed at his words. “That’s sweet of you to say.” “I’m not feeling very sweet. In fact, I’m feeling pretty damned protective.” He was, and she liked it. A lot. His fingers skimmed her cheek as he spoke. “I was lucky enough to find you again. I want a chance to see what could be between us,” he said, taking her off guard. But God, she wanted that, too. Despite her brain telling her they needed to tread carefully, that they had a little boy to protect, her traitorous heart still wanted more. His blue gaze bored into hers, causing her heart to pound hard in her chest. “I know things are complicated right now, but how many people get second chances?” “Not many,” she agreed, knowing how lucky they were. “So wouldn’t we be foolish to waste the opportunity?”

 

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Sometimes, there are a lucky few who get to experience both. I was one of the lucky ones.

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A grunt escapes my lips, as I try to roll over. It’s late. I’m not sure what time it is exactly, but I know it’s late. The lights on the pole are lit up, sending random colors reflecting off the windows and the mirror of his dresser. It’s calmingly beautiful. Holden is spread across the end of the bed with his long legs hanging over the side. It takes a few minutes for my eyes to adjust to the darkness.

Lifting the blanket off of me, I kneel on the bed, leaning towards Holden, attempting to see if he’s awake. My heart does a little flip when I notice a small brown, worn looking stuffed dog. I cannot believe he has kept it all this time. We were ten years old and we thought we owned the world, as we walked around the state fair.

I had forced Holden on every ride and he was paying for it with a massive headache. I kept teasing him about being weaker than me. I must have taken things a little too far because he wouldn’t look at me. Knowing I had hurt him, I grabbed him by the arm and dragged him behind me, until I found a game I knew I could win.

There was a rather obese man with greasy hair wearing a red shirt, juggling baseballs in front of his stand. Plates were lined up awkwardly on shelves behind him. All I had to do was break three plates and I would win the huge stuffed bear hanging on a wall full of smaller prizes. It took me eleven tries before I finally broke two plates.

I guess the guy must have felt bad for me because he handed me a small, brown stuffed dog with a white heart on its nose and told me to move along. It wasn’t what I was hoping for, but I gave it to Holden anyways. My reward was the tiniest of kisses on my cheek.

Giggling to myself, I lay back down. I’m not sure he would want me to see him sleeping with a stuffed animal, but I’m glad that I did. An idea pops into my head, just as I start to relax again. My eyes peer around the room until I find what I’m looking for. Sneaking over to his dresser as quietly as I can, I grab his camera and tiptoe back over to the bed.

The camera flashes when I snap his picture, causing me to immediately regret my decision. Afraid he might wake up and catch me, I grab the Polaroid picture and put the camera back where I found it. I slip back into bed and pull the blanket over me just in time. He rolls over and sits up a bit. My heart is frantic, as I watch him look across the room. I see his head turn and I quickly close my eyes.

“What are you doing?” His voice is raspy, almost menacing. Shit. I don’t answer, instead I pretend to be asleep. “I know you. I know when you are up to something. I also know you are awake. Being that it’s the middle of the night, I’m going to pretend I don’t know anything and I’m going back to sleep. Goodnight, Carsten.”

“Night.” Shit. Did I just answer him? I hear him laugh as he rolls over. Shit. I did answer him. Maybe he will forget, at least I hope he does. I wait a few minutes to make sure he’s sound asleep before I grab the Polaroid, shaking it a few times. There’s a glare from the flash. It almost looks as though Holden has a golden light surrounding him. I can barely make out the dark lump tucked under his arm. A grin spreads across my face, as I slide the picture into the pillowcase under my head.

I grew up in Chicagoland and now live in quaint little town in Northwest Indiana. I have two beautiful children and husband who worships the ground I walk on (or at least he should). I've always loved reading. Now I'm expanding that love into writing and look forward to producing many books.

I'm a huge geek and proud of it. Books are my life. I love reading, especially fiction. It doesn't matter the genre or age group. I will read anything from comics to novels. I read at least one book a day. If it wasn't for my kindle, my living room would be overflowing with books.

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Breathe by Amber Lacie

Release date: December 12th, 2016

Cover designer: Krisma Design

Sometimes love is fated in the stars. You know you are destined for each other. Your souls entwine and you can’t imagine your life without them.

Sometimes it’s found when you’re not looking for it. It peeks around the corner when you least expect it, sweeping you off your feet, carrying you off into the sunset.

Sometimes, there are a lucky few who get to experience both. I was one of the lucky ones.

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 " You don't scare me. Bring it on"
" That's my girl." My breath stops for a second, my stomach twists into tiny summersaults.


Breathe. I can't remember the number of times that the simple word was repeated like a mantra and it's become one of the most used ones since the very first chapter. Amber Lacie has really done it this time - the number of times I've needed to stop and reflect on the passage I had just read were so many that I didn't know what to make of it. Let me make it clear, the only reason these breaks were needed was from the overwhelming emotions that assaulted me. Breathe. The story of one woman's journey between the men that had the biggest impact in her life was just the type of novel to make every single man, woman and hopeful realize that love isn't always easy, pretty, or heck, without its bumps and bruises.

" Why can't you see him like I do? He's not good for you Carsten."
" And what way is that?"
"He doesn't look at you the way I do. Like this."

I've read more sexually explicit novels before picking up Amber Lacie's book, but just the story itself more than made up for it. Remember: Breathe. I can't tell you just how many times I picked up a new box of Kleenex or hid my face from everyone around me as the tears streamed down my face, but my best advice - invest. Invest your time in savoring Breathe. Invest in oodles of boxes of Kleenex because you'll need it as you follow Carsten's relationships and how she survived. Invest in your love - the love you had for your first true love and the love you feel for the unexpected man who came in your life when you thought you'd drown. But most of all, invest in living each emotion that rolls through your body and should as you cry, laugh, love and hate every single character and situation.

" I got you." Everything is perfect with his arms around me.

Breathe. You'll remember how it feels to fall in love again, how to hate someone so much you'd wish he was in front of you to do something about it, but you'll also remember just how vital your soul mate is for your survival. So many times I've had to learn how to breathe again and I realized that Amber Lacie wrote a book that nails it like nobody's business and hits it out of the ball park. For all the books I've read so far, Breathe is the one that gave me the biggest soul wrenching chill, and one that I'll recommend and read over and over again.

" Why can't you see him like I do? He's not good for you Carsten."
" And what way is that?"
"It's more like we need each other. Without you my light goes out."

“Night.” Shit. Did I just answer him? I hear him laugh as he rolls over. Shit. I did answer him. Maybe he will forget, at least I hope he does. I wait a few minutes to make sure he’s sound asleep before I grab the Polaroid, shaking it a few times. There’s a glare from the flash. It almost looks as though Holden has a golden light surrounding him. I can barely make out the dark lump tucked under his arm. A grin spreads across my face, as I slide the picture into the pillowcase under my head.

I grew up in Chicagoland and now live in quaint little town in Northwest Indiana. I have two beautiful children and husband who worships the ground I walk on (or at least he should). I've always loved reading. Now I'm expanding that love into writing and look forward to producing many books.

I'm a huge geek and proud of it. Books are my life. I love reading, especially fiction. It doesn't matter the genre or age group. I will read anything from comics to novels. I read at least one book a day. If it wasn't for my kindle, my living room would be over flowing with books.

Title: Breathe

Author: Amber Lacie

Genre: Contemporary Romance

release date: December 12st, 2016

Cover designer: Krisma Design

Blurb

Sometimes love is fated in the stars. You know you are destined for each other. Your souls entwine and you can’t imagine your life without them.