Title: First Light by Isabel Jolie
Publisher: Noctivity, Inc.
Genre: Contemporary, Romance
Length: 308 pages
Summary:
He could be my savior…or my downfall…
I was living a lie.
No one knew who I really was. Letting someone in could’ve been devastating for my family.
For the most part, isolation wasn’t a hardship. It’s not like I was looking for love or any kind of serious relationship.
But then I met Logan.
I tried to keep my distance. He wouldn’t let me.
Logan is gentle, kind, and loving. Everything I never knew I needed in my life.
He’s also a cop—exactly the kind of man who’d never understand my truth.
So, while he shared his deepest, darkest secrets, I kept mine hidden.
Too bad I couldn’t keep my heart locked away, too.
Because now, I’m falling for a man who can never be mine. Not truly, anyway.
How can I ask him to be my future when I can’t even let him help me survive my present?
First Light, book three in the Haven Island series, is a lightly angsty, sometimes suspenseful, small town, military contemporary romance featuring a grumpy protective, over hero and the heroine who steals his heart. All of the books in the series are standalone contemporary romance novels and can be read in any order.
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Excerpt
“Hey, you okay?” Logan’s dark brown eyes focused on me, and he tenderly brushed a finger against my cheek.
“Yeah. I’m good.”
His lips molded to mine, ever so briefly, and my tight ribcage loosened.
“I’d better go get showered.”
“Don’t change on my account. I like this outfit.”
I glanced down at my dusty jean cut-offs and white tank top. “I don’t think this would really fit in at Aqua.”
He stepped closer. His fingers grazed my cheek, then his lips found mine. My body awakened from his proximity, craving the pleasure he offered. His large hand curved against my ass and drew me against his pelvis. The lines of his erection pressed against my center. He broke our kiss with a groan. He clutched my hips, keeping me close.
“Were you and Gabe drinking?”
“We shared a beer on his deck. Why?”
“You taste lemony. Maybe lemony hops? I like it.”
He bent down and gave me another taste. Our tongues danced slowly at first. As our kiss grew in intensity, our bodies melded together, seeking friction. He broke the kiss, his breath heavy.
“If you really want to get ready for tonight, I’d better go. Now.”
I nodded, but my body begged to drag him into the bedroom. As if it had a mind of its own, my pelvis ground against him, ever so lightly, silently communicating what I really wanted. He gripped my hair and tilted my head back, kissing me deeply, owning me, stealing my breath, and inching me into the house, down the hall, into…
The bedroom—which still might have cameras. And a security team lurking. Reality fell over me like a bucket of ice-cold water, and I pushed him away. He tilted his head, puzzled. His exhale hinted at frustration.
“We only have one hour. Should I pick you up?”
“One hour.” He kissed the pad of his index finger and placed the finger on my lips. “Soon.” After he drove away, I glared up at the security camera hanging nearby, then with a huff, slammed the door.
Author Bio
Isabel Jolie, or Izzy to her friends, is an Amazon bestselling indie author with an unquenchable thirst for a good, sexy love story. Izzy’s heart pumps faster for stories with strong heroines, down-to-earth realism, and an unexpected twist.
When she’s not writing or reading, she can often be found with a glass of wine in hand relaxing with her husband, daughters, and good friends lakeside.
Izzy fills her Instagram feed with funnies, inspirational “brain candy”, and anything that meshes with her mood of the day. #mood.
Author Links: Website * Facebook * Twitter * Goodreads * Instagram
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