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Snake’s Salvation

Series: Cottonwood Falls ~ Book 8

Publisher: Sensual Romance Publishing
November 2015

ISBN #: 9781311299116
Genre: Contemporary/Interracial
Format: Ebook



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Two people with painful pasts can create something spectacular with each other.

Jason “Snake” LaRue was a Navy SEAL. Now he’s not and he has trust issues and memories he can’t forget no matter how hard he tries. His one solace is a woman who works at the local diner who chases away the darkness in him. But would she ever consider a man with his past?

Loretta Swann has given up art and now works at an all-night diner. Running from her past, she up and goes when the mood strikes. Her one shining moment a day is when the ex-SEAL graces the establishment. An impulsive kiss makes her wonder about something more with him. But when she learns what he wants, will she run again, or stick around to be Snake’s Salvation?

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Etta touched his arm and he yanked his gaze to her. She shook her head and squeezed him lightly. Sparks shot along his skin and his cock stirred to life. “He’s not worth it.” She dampened her lips. “Let him go.”
He clenched before releasing the man’s dirty neck. Turning his head he looked at her once more then walked out.
Moments later a door slammed behind him and he looked back to see her hastening down after him. “Wait,” she said. “Please, wait.”
He paused at the door of his truck, gripping the frame. Understanding he needed to get away and calm down, he hopped he had the control to rein in his anger. “Yes ma’am?”
She came up to him until her shoes almost touched his. “You just stood up for me in there, don’t you think you can call me Etta now? Three months of seeing you nightly and all you call me is ma’am.”
He furrowed his brow.
She shook her head. “Sorry, I’m rambling. I came out here to thank you for what you did in there.” Her smile was nervous.
“You should be careful of those Scandrik brothers. They’re not safe nor particularly nice especially to…to—”
“Someone like me?” Her grin turned ironic. “I know how they view me. I don’t care.”
A ray of sunshine cutting through the dark of night, that’s what she reminded him of. “You still stood up for me.”
“You are a veteran you deserve more respect than they were giving.”
“And what they were saying?” He couldn’t explain why he wanted to know how she felt about it. Did she believe them? Would she soon look at him the way so many others did?
Etta canted her head to the side. “Like I said, I’ve known you for three months and you’ve been nothing but kind and respectful to me. That”—she touched his arm—“speaks more to me than any ramblings some drunk racist spouts when I know if his brother hadn’t been with him he wouldn’t have the balls to say anything.”
“So you’re not scared of me?”
“Should I be?”
Yes. He spun her so she was between him and the bed of his truck. Arms braced on either side of her he leaned in closer. “If you were smart you would be.”
She didn’t pull away, in fact, she leaned closer. “Call me stupid then.” And she kissed him.


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