RELEASE DATE: Nov 3, 2014
You can't help who you fall in love with.
Hope's whole world is turned upside down when she's forced to live with her estranged father, who she hasn't seen in years. To make matters worse, she's warned to stay away from the handsome young man living out back in the pool house.
Chance is running from his past; a past that would cause any father to judge. As sparks fly between him and Hope, they begin sneaking around to be together.
When their secret is discovered, Chance is sent away and Hope is left with a broken heart.
What happens when absence makes the heart grow fonder?
This title is based on the story formally known as Hope's Chance. Some character names and information has been changed/updated.
Contains some adult content **
AUTHOR BIO: Jennifer Foor is an award winning Contemporary Romance Author. She's best known for the Mitchell Family Series, which includes ten books.
She is married with two children and spends most of her time behind a keyboard, writing stories that come from her heart.
AMAZON AUTHOR: http://www.amazon.com/Jennifer-Foor/e/B007QVEKIE/ref=sr_tc_2_0?qid=1408370369&sr=8-2-ent
Being with him like this was so erotic. We were exposed in the woods. It was private, but not really. I pulled Chance’s shirt over his head, while hearing a car go by on the road we’d came in on.
We felt the raindrops hitting us, but did nothing until they became heavier. We should have stopped, but the more the rain hit Chance’s body, the more I wanted him. His chest was so slick when my palms glided over it. I leaned forward, lapping up the drops of water off of his skin. The sounds of our bodies slapping together echoed off the trees, along with our matched bout of moans. I reached up, taking a handful of his wet hair and pulled his lips into mine. Our slippery mouths played together, each kiss intensifying with our steady pace. Chance pushed me back, allowing my body to lie flat on the car. He ran his hand over my slick breast, circling my nipple with the wetness from the downpour. Thunder rumbled in the distance, sending chills all over me. This wasn’t just crazy, it was dangerous, making it the hottest sex I’d ever experienced.
I savored Chance’s lips again, sucking the water off of them, and then licking them dry. He teased me with his tongue, pulling away when I leaned in, and with no warning he picked up his rhythm. Chance pumped into me so hard that I cried out each time our skin smacked together. My toes curled as I felt myself losing control of my muscles. As I clung to him overwhelmed with passion, he tightened up, closing his eyes, drawing his ending out. He held me tight against him, and let the rain continue to fall down on us.
We were two people, naked, in the middle of the woods, too caught up in each other to care about anything else.