WORTH THE
FALL—September 9th!
They
meet on a beach. . . . Abby
Davis isn’t wearing a skimpy bikini or sipping umbrella drinks, not when she’s
busy chasing around four little ones. And Matt McKinney isn’t looking for
fun—he’s a Navy SEAL, a grown man with a long list of missions . . . and fallen
brothers.
They
only have a week. . . . Abby
has brought her children to this beach to start over, to give them the
enjoyable memories they deserve. Matt’s been sidelined by a combat injury, and
haunted by the best friend he lost and the promise he made: to remain a
SEAL—focused and dedicated. This leaves no time for what he’s always wanted: a
family.
But a
week is all it takes. . . . Matt
opens her heart while Abby soothes his soul. And though they plan to say
good-bye when the week is over, something magical happens on that beach,
something neither can forget. Something utterly, completely worth falling for.
Advance
praise for Worth the Fall
“Worth the
Fall is one of the most touching, heartfelt stories I have read in years.
The characters are wonderful, from the Navy SEAL hero to the broken little
heroine with her ready-made family just waiting for someone to come love them.
I will recommend this book to everyone. It is nothing short of magic.”—New
York Times bestselling author Sharon Sala
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Worth the Fall
He
liked watching her when she didn’t know. There were no games. No trying to
impress him. Just beautiful and real. The kind of woman a man would do
everything in his power to keep. He at least wanted to keep her for now.
Abby
settled in the chair beside him, and a calm washed over him like the waves of
the Atlantic. For the first time in a long time outside of work, he felt like
he knew what he was doing. Knew where he was supposed to be.
She
shifted and he imagined her cute little bottom wiggling in front of him. Abby.
He liked to say her name, liked to think it. He felt the air move, inhaled her
scent as she leaned closer. Looking her fill, was she? Well, he’d make damn
sure he got his turn. He forced himself to breathe slowly and evenly until he
couldn’t take it anymore. “You’re staring,” he said, opening his eyes and
angling his head, catching her in the act.
She
jerked back all discombobulated. “No, I’m not.”
“You
were.” But she wasn’t nearly as close now, making him regret interrupting the
moment. “I felt you.”
She
gave him a snarky look, if one could call it that on such a gorgeous face. “You
couldn’t have felt me. I didn’t touch you.”
“Well,
I did.”
“Superhuman
powers?” she asked.
He
smiled. Snarky voice too. “Close your eyes.”
“What?”
“Close.”
She
made a point of watching the kids.
“I’ve
got the kids. Trust me,” he added.
With
his last words, her eyes snapped back to his. She searched his face, but
finally her eyes closed.
Her
chest rose and fell as she breathed, the top of her bathing suit cupping soft,
sweet breasts. He leaned close enough to see each fine hair of her
feathered brow.
Unable
to fight it, he cupped her face, gently smoothed the furrow between her brows
with his thumb. Her eyes popped open, and he dropped his hand but didn’t move
back. An involuntary smile stretched his face as a warm feeling spread through
him. Happiness maybe?
“Could
you feel me?”
“Of
course I could.” She averted her gaze and tucked flying strands of her hair
behind her cute little ear. “You were touching me.”
He’d
let her think she could. For now.
“What?”
she asked, catching more silky strands in her fingers.
She
has no idea how beautiful she is. Then, realizing how close he was to putting his lips
to
hers, he forced himself to sit back. “Don’t fight it.” “Huh?”
“Your
hair.” He could smell it from here, the wind blowing her scent over him. “It
wants to be down.”
Keeping
her eyes on his, she slowly pulled the elastic band from her hair and all that
dark silk tumbled down past her shoulders. Damn. He needed a
diversion.
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