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WAR OF HEARTS SNIPPET

“Has anyone ever told you what an asshole you are?”

As soon as my hand lands on his abs and the words leave my mouth, the playfulness disappears from his eyes and is replaced with heat. Before I know what’s happening, he’s in my space, staring down at me. “You’ve told me plenty,” rumbles out of his mouth, all gravelly and rough.

The mood between us shifts. I realise my hand is still pressed to his abs. I also realise I really freaking like it there and it seems he does too.

I stare up at him. It’s the first time in my life I’ve not known what to do with a guy. I’ve only ever flirted with guys my age and they’re all pretty predictable with what they want from me. They’re also predictable with how they’ll react in any given situation. Fury’s different. He’s older, and I don’t find him easy to read. Until tonight, he didn’t even appear to like me, let alone find me attractive.

I bite my lip as warmth floods my body. The way he’s looking at me is doing all kinds of crazy things to me, the least of it that warmth. “I don’t actually think you’re an asshole anymore. I mean, you definitely have asshole tendencies, but I, uh, I’m beginning to think there’s some good traits buried deep inside you.”

He rests his hands on the kitchen counter either side of me, bringing his body even closer to mine. “Is that so?”

“Yeah.” My voice is all breathy and that seems to affect him. His nostrils flare and his eyes leave mine to travel down my body. Oh God, I like having his eyes there. I like it a lot. “I now know you like kids, cats, and ducks. It makes me wonder what else you like.”

His eyes don’t return to mine straight away. He takes his time with my body. By the time he’s done, I feel all needy. I want to kiss him and touch him and have him in a way I’ve never wanted anyone. “It seems I like things I can’t have,” he murmurs.

“Oh.” It falls from my mouth before I can stop it.

What is happening here?

“Yeah, oh.” It’s a low growl.

I scrunch a handful of his shirt and pull my body to his. I’m not sure exactly what I plan to do next, but Fury takes charge and pushes off from the counter, taking a step back. “Fuck.” He rakes his fingers through his hair. “Fuck.” This time it’s a deeper growl.

I let go of his shirt. The moment is broken and I’m left with a whole lot of awkwardness. Fury seems less than impressed with what’s happened. In fact, he’s looking at me like he just made a big mistake. I don’t know what to do with the feeling that leaves me with so I turn back to the sink and reach for a dirty dish to wash. Maybe we can just pretend that never happened. I’m sure that’s what he wants to do.

“Zara,” he starts but stops.

Before he can say it, I say, “I’ll finish up here; you can go back to work.”

He’s silent for a beat. “Yeah, okay.”

I try to ignore my disappointment at the sound of his boots walking away. The fact I’m even feeling disappointed is just as confusing as what just happened. How the hell did I go from hating him to wanting nothing more than to kiss him?

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I tried not to look at her.
I tried not to want her.
I tried not to love her.
But she won this war of hearts and now I'm a man on my knees.
This love may kill me.
My president will see to that.
No one touches his daughter.
He's removed me from her life.
He's sent me to hell where every day is a bloodbath.
If he thinks he's won, he's wrong.
Every battle is won before it's fought and she won this battle a long time ago.
I surrendered in our war of hearts and now I'll fight to the death for my queen.

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ZARA'S POV

He slams the door behind us. “Next time I tell you to do something, you’ll do it! Am I understood?”

“Oh my God, no! You don’t get to tell me to do anything!”

“When every fucking club member’s eyes are all over you like they just were, I do get to tell you to do something. There’s no fucking way King wants you behind that bar.”

“Don’t be so dramatic. It was just Knuckles and Texas.”

He comes closer, backing me up against the wall. “I guarantee you it wasn’t just those two with eyes on you.”

My breaths come hard and fast as I stare at him. “That’s why you’re angry, isn’t it? You didn’t like them looking at me.”

His nostrils flare. “What I didn’t like was you being in that kind of situation.”

I smack my hand against his chest. “You are so full of shit! You don’t want me, but you don’t want anyone else to have me. That’s what this is about!”

“You have no fucking idea how much I want you, Zara. I spend too much time thinking about how my hands would feel on your body, how my lips would feel on yours, and how I would make you scream. But I can’t fucking have you. The only thing I can do is make sure you’re safe, so for the love of fuck, listen to me when I tell you something.”

I can’t do it any longer. I can’t stay away from him. Not when he gives me his raw honesty like this.

I crave a taste of his lips.

Hell, I crave a lot more than that, but right now his lips are all I can think about.

Sliding my hand around his neck, I pull his face to mine and kiss him.

Our lips fit together like they were made for each other.

Fury groans as my tongue meets his, and instead of pushing me away, he grips my waist and pulls me close. I tangle both hands in his hair and kiss him like it’s my last kiss ever.

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FURY'S POV

I’m not much of a talker, and this conversation has gone on long enough. I hold out my hand again. “Pass your keys.”

“I’m fine. I can drive myself home.”

“No, I told your mother I’d get you home.”

“Honestly, I’m—”

She has no intention of giving me the keys, so I lean across her and grab them out of the ignition myself. Not one of my best ideas. It put us too fucking close.

Ignoring her protests, I exit the car and walk around to her side. Opening the door, I lift my chin at her. “Out. I’m driving.”

“How do you intend to get home?” she asks once she’s out of the car.

“I’ll walk.”

After one last long look at me, she walks around the car and gets in the other side. As we strap our seat belts in, she says, “I just added another tick in the ‘not an asshole’ column.”

I start the car and reverse it. “This is for your mother. I owe her.”

“Oh, so the debt is repaid now, is it?”

With my hand firmly on the gearstick, rather than on her leg where I’d prefer it, I nod. “You could say that.”

She faces me, placing one leg up on her seat and crossing it under her other leg. I glance sideways as she moves and catch an eyeful of cleavage. Gripping the gearstick harder, I face the road again.

“You can tell me all you like that this is for my mum, but I’m still adding that tick.” She reaches out and places her hand on my chest as she adds, “There’s something in here. I’m sure of it.”

Jesus fuck.

Her touch is electric. It fucking lights me up with desire in a way I can’t recall ever experiencing. I have to lay the fucking law down with her.

Pulling the car to the side of the road, I find her eyes and say with some force, “Don’t mistake shit for something it’s not. There is something in here”—I jab my chest—“but I can assure you it’s blacker than you can ever imagine.”

The tension sitting between us swallows her words and the car is filled with silence. It’s a noisy fucking silence, though, and with what I’m beginning to know about Zara, it won’t last long. “I don’t think I’m mistaking anything, Fury,” she says slowly. “Your heart might be black, but I’ve seen the patches of red. And I’ve also seen the way you look at me. You can’t deny you’re interested.”

“I look at you the way any man would look at you unless he’s gay or blind. As far as being interested, I’m interested in a lot of fucking things, the least of which is touching something that’ll put me in hell.”

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The first stroke of my tongue was dedicated to her clit.
The second, to her sweet opening.
The third, I was all in.

“Oh my God!” she cried, her back arching and her fingers tangling in my hair. I welcomed the pain she inflicted when she pulled my hair harder than she ever had. It shot another round of need through my veins to my dick.

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Fuck.

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She walked away from me five years ago.
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She can tell me no.
She can try to hide.
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But I’m a man on my knees.
Birdie Beaumont will be mine again.

My first lie had been to save us.
My second lie had been to save him.
My third lie broke me.
I still love him just as much as I did when I left him.
But I can’t have him.
Not after what I did.
Not after keeping it from him all this time.
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HURRICANE HEARTS EXCERPT

Birdie’s mouth fell open just the way I liked it. Surprise and sexy were two of my favourite things she ever wore. And fuck, she wore the hell out of them.

“Angel,” I said, being sure to emphasize the deep rumble in my voice that I knew would cause her brain to malfunction. She’d often told me I could convince her to do anything with that rumble.

Her eyes flared with heat. Score one to me.

The words on her lips died when her mother gushed, “Winter! You’re just in time for dinner. Are you hungry?”

My smile turned into a grin as I watched Birdie struggle with this development. I was a bastard, but fuck, I’d take every win in my efforts to make her mine again.

Stepping inside, I pinned my gaze to Birdie’s. “Yeah, I’m starving.” I dropped my mouth to her ear as Jennifer turned and walked away from us. “I’ve never been so fucking hungry.”

Her hands came to my chest and pushed against me. A half-hearted push at best. “What are you doing, Winter?”

Before she saw it coming, I gripped her waist and backed her against the wall. “You kissed me yesterday, Angel. I gave you the chance to say no, to let me know you didn’t want me, and you didn’t take it. So you need to be prepared for me coming for you.” I threaded my fingers through her hair while I took hold of her face with my other hand. “I can go slow if you need that, but I can’t walk away. Not again.”

Her breathing sped up as she grasped my shirt. I would have hazarded a guess she didn’t even realise she’d done that, because she appeared lost in what I said.

I traced a finger over her lips. “We’re going to have dinner together tonight. I’m going to check out your mum’s deck. And then I’m going to make sure you get home safe.” I dropped my voice deeper again. “And tomorrow night I’m taking you out for dinner. I’m not accepting no for an answer on any of that.”

That got her attention. It drew the fight out of her that I loved. “No is a valid answer to all of that. And it’s one I’m choosing. Your bossiness doesn’t work on me anymore.”
She finally pushed me away with enough force to actually move me. I watched that ass of hers sway with determined defiance as she stalked down the hallway.

Hell, she got my dick hard without even trying. I’d take her challenging ways any day of the week. The last five years had been filled with women I barely managed to remember. Women I didn’t care to make mine because they had no spirit, no heart, no fucking substance. None of them came close to affecting me like Birdie did.

I followed her into the kitchen where she collected a pink top and told her mother she was leaving. Jennifer argued for her to stay, but Birdie was having none of it. She was hell-bent on getting out of here as fast as possible.

As she brushed past me on her way out, she hit me with a filthy glare and grasped a handful of my shirt. Dragging me with her, she called out to her mother, “I just need Winter for a moment, Mum.”

I let her drag me. There was no need, though—I would have willingly followed her.

When we reached the front door, she let me go and said, “Just so you know, that kiss yesterday was a momentary lapse in judgement. It won’t happen again. And as for you coming for me, you can stop that right now. There’s nothing here for you, Winter.”

A smile danced across my face. She amused me with her fierce determination to keep me at bay. If she thought she truly had any chance of that, she was dreaming. “That’s where you’re wrong, Angel. Everything is here for me. And from where I’m standing, you are so fucking open to this.”

“No. I’m not,” she said forcefully. “Stop making things out to be something they’re not.”

I opened the door and pulled her outside with me, closing the door after us. Drawing her close, I reached for the bottom of her dress. As my fingers ghosted across the skin on her thigh, I demanded, “Am I imagining the fact that your heart just started beating faster? Or that your breathing sped up?” When she didn’t answer me, I pushed her harder. “I know I’m sure as fuck not imagining the fact you’re not saying no, Birdie. Do you want my fingers up higher? Do you want me to find that sweet spot I know so well? Or do you want me to stop and let you leave?”

I slowly inched my hand up her leg, waiting for her to signal what she wanted. The way her neck arched as she dropped her head back gave me the answer I was looking for, but still, I waited for her words. I fucking wanted to hear her say she wanted me. I needed that.

She didn’t give me her words. But she did place her hand on mine, trying to push it further up her leg.

When I refused her wish, she met my gaze questioningly. But still she said nothing.

“Birdie, tell me what you want.”

I saw the hesitation in her eyes. The torment of making this choice that she clearly wanted. But I had no idea why she fought it so damn much. I had to get to the bottom of that before she’d give herself to me, because as much as I could entice her physically, I wanted a lot fucking more than her simply in my bed.

Curling her hand around the back of my neck, she said, “I want you to fuck me, but that’s all I want. One night and then we’re done for good.”

She was full of shit, and no way was I giving her that. I’d rather not know her touch again than to only have it once. Dropping my hands from her, I took a step back. “I’m not interested in a one-and-done fuck, Angel.” Jerking my chin towards her car, I said, “Go home.”

Surprise filled her features again, but she acted fast in an attempt to cover it. Gripping the strap of her bag, she said, “Your choice, Winter.”

As she cut across the yard to her car, I called out, “I’m a patient man, Birdie. You know that. We are far from done here.”

Serving in the military taught me the kind of patience not many people understood or knew. It also taught me the kind of meticulous attention to detail that rewarded a person in their endeavour to succeed with a goal.

I would figure her out.
I would help her find her way back to me.
I would succeed in putting us back together.
Birdie had no idea what she was in for.

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