Follow Me Back
The
next seductive, unforgettable stand-alone romance in the FIGHT FOR ME series
from NYT & USA Today Bestselling Author A.L. Jackson . . .
Coming
February 5th
"This
is why I read romance.” - Lauren
Rowe, USA Today and International Bestselling Author
The next seductive, unforgettable
stand-alone romance in the FIGHT FOR ME series from NYT & USA Today
Bestselling Author A.L. Jackson . . .
Kale Bryant. Arrogant. Gorgeous.
Commanding.
This ER doctor is married to his
job. His only vice is one-night stands and short-lived flings. He learned a
long time ago loving someone isn’t worth the risk.
Harley Hope Masterson. Beautiful.
Brave. Sweet.
The owner of a small coffee shop
knows what it’s like to struggle. Embroiled in a bitter divorce, she’s
threatened with losing everything.
When Kale accepts a new position
down the street from Hope’s shop, he begins to question every wall he’s built
around his heart.
He wants her in a way he hasn’t
wanted anyone.
One touch is fire.
One kiss, and he’s spinning out of
control.
But taking her won’t come without
consequences.
Hope is in for the fight of her
life. One neither of them saw coming.
Now Kale must decide if loving her
is worth risking it all.
She will fight with everything she
has.
But sometimes even hope needs a hero
. . .
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I watched him stride across the café
toward the door, hating the way everything tightened when he did.
His or mine, I wasn’t sure.
But it was there.
Heavy.
Pressing on my heart.
I couldn’t stop from watching him
through the big windows as he started down the sidewalk, the man a scorching
silhouette in the blaze of the day.
But he didn’t climb into his car
that was parked at the curb.
He began to pace.
A pace that looked like indecision
and turmoil.
Back and forth right on the other
side of the window.
His head tilted back toward the sky,
as if it might hold an answer, before he set his coffee and the lollipops down
on one of the open tables, dug in his pocket, and pulled out his phone.
“You’re an idiot,” Jenna hissed from
beside me. “That guy likes you, and he’s literally the hottest thing to ever
walk through that door. And he bought All. The. Lollipops.”
Maybe that was part of the problem.
“I don’t get simple,” was my
response.
“What if he doesn’t want simple?”
I would have answered her, told her
that in the end, everyone did. They always took the easy way out when the going
got tough. Except the café phone rang. I moved for it, thankful for the
distraction, something to keep my feet from rounding the counter and running
after him.
Because what the hell would that
accomplish?
I lifted the receiver from the wall
and pressed it to my ear. “A Drop of Hope. How can I help you?”
“Go out with me.” His gravelly voice
echoed through the line.
A surprised sound whispered from my
lips, and Kale was suddenly at the window, his face pressed to the glass, hand
shading his eyes so he could see inside. His other hand was holding his cell to
his ear. “Go out with me, Hope. Just dinner. Because I can’t fucking stop
thinking about you. Couldn’t after I saw you the first time at Olive’s on
Friday night. It only got worse after I saw you here Monday morning. I don’t
know what it is about you . . . but there’s something that makes me want to
figure it out.”
My breaths were hard pants, my heart
a jackhammer in my chest. “My life’s complicated, Kale.”
“And I’m offering you a night away
from it. Don’t you at least deserve that?”
I wanted to beg him, what then? What
happened if I fell for that smirk and that smile and those tender eyes?
Fast and hard?
I could already feel myself
slipping. My heart tipping his direction.
What happened if Dane found out?
What then?
But I was so tired of that man controlling
every aspect of my life, even after I’d made the decision to cut him from it.
Jenna was suddenly in my face,
gripping my wrist, her voice a hard, demanding whisper. “You tell him yes,
Harley Hope. Don’t you dare hang up that phone without telling him yes. You
deserve something just for you. Just for you.”
Indecision swarmed, questions and
worries and want.
But it was the feeling balled in my
stomach that trembled the floor beneath my feet.
The urge to reach out and touch on
the beauty and tenderness that swam in his eyes. To discover if it was real.
The throb of desire that begged, a
whisper in my ear that goaded—just one touch.
The hidden need to feel those hands
skating my flesh.
I guessed I’d thought I’d never
crave that again, my life fulfilled, my spirit content in knowing I was living
for what was right.
Jenna squeezed tighter, my bossy
best friend mouthing the word as she angled her head with the demand. “Say
yes.”
It was at the same second Kale
fisted his hand against the window, his forehead rocking against it, his own
words a petition. “Come on, Hope. Say yes. I promise you, you won’t regret it.”
A hint of playfulness came out on
the last, but it didn’t matter, because I was agreeing.
“Yes,” I murmured, wanting to feel
something good even though I wasn’t so much a fool that I didn’t know I was
making a mistake. That in the end, it wouldn’t hurt.
Because it already felt as if this
mattered.
As if he mattered.
“Okay. One night. Just dinner,” I
reiterated.
He breathed out in what sounded like
relief. “Just dinner.”
As if anything could ever be as
simple as that.
A.L. Jackson
A.L. Jackson is the New York Times & USA Today Bestselling author of contemporary romance. She writes emotional, sexy, heart-filled stories about boys who usually like to be a little bit bad.
Her bestselling series include THE REGRET SERIES, CLOSER TO YOU, and BLEEDING STARS novels. Watch for A.L. Jackson’s upcoming novel, FOLLOW ME BACK, the second stand-alone novel in her brand-new FIGHT FOR ME SERIES.
If she’s not writing, you can find her hanging out by the pool with her family, sipping cocktails with her friends, or of course with her nose buried in a book.
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