*~*Love Note: Declan to Savannah – Down and Out by Kelley R. Martin*~*
“Tattooed package of sin.”
That’s how Savannah Ryan would describe Declan Whitmore, the deliciously tatted and pierced fighter who holds the top spot in The Pit, Boston’s newest underground fighting organization. Declan is relentless when he sets his sights on someone, both in and out of the ring, and Savannah’s witty comebacks and tight little body have just landed her on his radar.
There are a couple of teensy problems, though. Declan just happens to be Savannah’s new boss, which normally wouldn’t have stopped her from sleeping with him, but this recently reformed bad girl is trying to go straight after heading down a dangerous path. It’s too bad that Savannah’s new road to salvation doesn’t include pit stops for hard muscles, a beautiful face, and the prettiest damn pair of green eyes she’s ever seen.
Declan’s used to getting any girl he wants, but turning over a new leaf means too much to Savannah. She’s not going to make this easy for him. Her jaded exterior has kept people out and held her secrets in for as long as she can remember, and that’s exactly how she wants it to stay. But as Declan gets glimpses of the real girl inside, vulnerable and afraid, he makes it his mission to tear down those walls and free her.
What if this tattooed package of sin is all the salvation she needs?
*Don’t read this book if you don’t like snarky, dominant, tattooed men who say things like “Open your mouth, and I will,” after you tell them to shove it. And don’t read this book if you don’t like sassy, strong-willed, fiercely independent heroines who use phrases like “bossy asshole” as a term of endearment. You have been warned.*
We get to see a softer side to a sexy fighter…
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My pops used to tell me that there’s no shame in walking away from a fight, but there’s shame in letting your mouth write checks that your ass can’t cash.
I’ve followed his advice for years, and haven’t taken on a fight that I knew I couldn’t win. That’s why, when you came along, I didn’t fight the spark between us. Fighting my feelings for you was one fight I knew I’d never stand a chance with, but I couldn’t just walk away either.
I was too invested at that point. Even in the short amount of time I’d known you, I was hooked.
I was a desperate man in a losing battle, so I did the only thing I could. I changed the game. Instead of trying to stave off the inevitable, I decided to make you mine.
You were my opponent. Your heart was the prize.
Like I said before, Kitten, I’ve never lost a fight.
Happy Valentine’s Day, baby
Love,
Mr. Whitmore
Kelley lives in East Texas, but she swears it’s not all country music and cowboy boots… Okay, some of it is, but not all of it. She’s got an amazing husband, who continues to inspire her every day. Even after twelve years and two ridiculously cute little girls.
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