Dean Forester

In Burning (Central Coven 2) Dean proves that nice guys don't always finish last. While I'm writing the sequel, take a moment to get to know him (or remind yourself why you love him). (Excerpt from Burning)


I ran my fingers through her silky hair.  I leaned in and kissed her.  At first it was a quick tease of my lips against hers.  It wasn’t enough, so I went back for more.  I pressed my lips against hers demanding entrance with my tongue.  I poured my love into her with every stroke, caress, and with my every breath.  It was difficult, but I managed to pull away.  I was at the razor’s edge of my control.  I would never take away such a big choice from her though.  Because once we were together, when we made love, I was never going to let her go.  Who was I kidding? I wouldn’t let her go now.“What changed everything for you?  What made you stop torturing yourself for something that was beyond your control?” I asked.  I was breathing heavy, and my heart was racing.  I wanted to kiss her again, but I wanted her to know that I wanted all of her.  I wanted her heart and her soul, not just her body.  However badly I wanted her body right now, I would not settle for less than everything.“You changed everything.  I pushed you and you wouldn’t give in.  I whined, ranted, raved, pouted, and still you held firm.  I was amused, intrigued, impressed, and madly in love.  I can’t give you my first time, but you are the first and only man I’ve ever loved.  You are the only one who has ever had my heart,” she said, gazing deep in my eyes.“I want you Anita, anyway, everyway, forever.  Only you, exactly as you are,” I vowed.  “You are the sexiest and most romantic man alive.  How did I get you?” she said breathlessly.  Her tiny hands were stroking the side of my face, and running through my hair.  I turned one of them over and laid a kiss on her palm.  “That’s easy.  I was made for you, and you were made for me.”