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Title: Just Close Enough (Alabama Secrets Series #2)
Author: Elizabeth Marx
Mature NA Contemporary Romance
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A man out for revenge…
When Alexander Volkow
raced into Crossroads, Alabama and bought up half of Broad Street, the entire
town questioned his motives, but he didn’t care. He did it for one reason and
only one reason — to find the man who went AWOL from the military with his brother,
Kon. Knowing Kon, something is terribly wrong, and Alex is set on retribution.
But when all roads lead to
the town’s favorite daughter, who just happens to be the missing man’s fiancée,
Alex can’t help but be mesmerized by her alluring southern charm and sexy
little snort.
A woman searching for a
way out...
No amount of bartending,
snake charming, or organic cotton growing can stop the fear blooming inside
Polly Anna Coots. She knows if her MIA fiancée is found alive, he’ll want to
follow through with their marriage plans, but she has had a change of heart —
and not just because of the new man she can’t get out of her head. If her
fiancée returns and she reneges on their future, she’ll end up DOA.
When one of Polly Anna’s
snakes runs Alex off the road, sparks fly, and the two embark on a steamy
collision course in a small town filled with secrets that add fuel to the
smoldering fire.
Can either one of them get
just close enough to acquire what they need from the other without falling in
love?
*Can be read as a stand
alone.*
Excerpt
Chapter
1
DRAW
ME IN, MY SWEET MEDUSA
ALEXANDER
October
Revenge.
They say revenge is a dish best served
cold, but I think I’d like mine hot, hot and bothered for me.
My car was parked behind a stand of
cattails, just beyond the dilapidated-looking barn so I could admire the muscles
in her legs when she put her boot in the stirrup and boosted herself up and
into the saddle. Her breasts bounced when she landed, taunting me further. Her
hair was as flaxen blonde as her horse’s mane, it streamed through the breeze
behind her as she urged the animal into a gallop. She leaned over the horse’s
neck and whispered words in the animal’s ear. I imagined her lying over me, her
silky hair cascading over my bare shoulders as she used encouraging words to
urge me on.
In pursuit of my prey, I’d discovered
her. I had come here after Billy Buford, the man I was certain would lead me to
the whereabouts of my big brother. Whether Kon was dead or alive the trail went
cold in Crossroads.
Day after day, I searched every backwoods shanty and
abandoned still in Marshall County, Alabama, but Billy Buford was nowhere to be
found. I should admit that I’d come up empty-handed and chalk it up to another
dead end. I convinced myself I’d trekked into the armpit of this county so I
could locate Billy, but I had been sticking around to keep an eye on her.
I’d met
Billy once over a beer with my brother. He was thick through the neck and thick
in the head, he was a bruiser and bully. I thought of him as Billy goat gruff.
I couldn’t figure out what my brother Kon saw in the guy, before Billy had
finished his second beer he was chasing some skank. After he left with her Kon
told me Billy was engaged to a beautiful girl — belle of the south — Kon called
her. I gave my brother a double take — how could anything that shallow acquire
anything of worth?
Dumb luck
was the only explanation I came up with because she was the most tantalizing thing I’d come across in Alabama. But
I’d never been desperate enough for female companionship that I’d stalked an
unsuspecting female. I expelled a heavy breath into the thick air and the
rearview mirror fogged up. I chuckled at the thought of her body hovering over
mine, telling me what to do. When had I ever needed directions? Especially from
a sweet little piece wearing frayed Daisy Dukes.
The
binoculars felt slippery in my hands as I pushed them over the leather on the
passenger’s seat. I had to stop this; I chastised myself as I rearranged myself
in my seat. I was obsessing over her as much as what I’d come to this backwoods
town for in the first place.
I
was here for revenge. Retribution. I’d take it hot or cold, maybe I’d have a
serving of each.
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About Elizabeth Marx
Elizabeth Marx writes
deeply emotional romances that take her readers on a roller coaster ride
through desire and despair. She is not afraid to push you over that first drop
just when you think you know what’s going to happen next. Her writing is
described as hilarious, heartbreaking, and heartwarming. Her characters achieve
the ‘happily ever after’ through a journey of poignant and passionate moments.
Elizabeth resides in
Chicago with her husband, girls, and two cats who've spelled everyone into
believing they're really dogs.
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