*~*Love Notes: Ivan to Uma – Under Her Skin by Adriana Anders*~*

 He is Her Salvation

Abby Merkley has been a member of the Church of the Apocalyptic Faith since she was a child, and there’s no way out―except death. She will fight the odds to survive, but there’s no one in the world she can trust, nowhere she can run that the cult can’t find her…until her handsome, brooding neighbor takes her into the safety of his arms.

Luc Stanek craves a quiet life. But he doesn’t hesitate when a desperate woman lands, bloodied and branded on his doorstep. Soon he finds himself drawn into her chaotic world, caught in the center of an apocalyptic war…and determined to save the fierce beauty no matter the cost.

Awww…Ivan!!!

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Dear Uma,

Been working on this for a while and I can’t seem to get it right. Had Jessie read it over, (cause you know how shit I am at writing) and she made me scrap the whole thing. Said it was way too corny for you. So I wrote it again. Real straight forward. But then… She’s wrong. Because what I feel for you? The stuff that’s taken over my insides? It’s unbelievably corny.

Like, when I wake up first to find you curled in my arms? That feeling. Man, I can’t begin to describe it. It’s big and full and a little scary. Like I won the biggest fight of my life and the pride’s puffing me up. Except it’s not pride its… Something this good can’t be forever, right? And if it does, it’ll be cause I work for it. For you. Anyway, those mornings, I keep my eyes closed and just listen to you sleep, trying to remember the first time I felt you like that. Cause I didn’t see you the first time we touched, you know? Just felt your skin, heard your voice, put my nose to that spot on your neck that’s exactly the smell of home.

So, that’s corny.

I’ve got lots more, but I figured I’d save it up for next year and the one after, since…

Ah, hell, this isn’t—

Okay. So, all I’m trying to say is. Be my wife. Not just for the little girl (or guy) growing inside of you. Not even, frankly, for you, since I know you don’t think one way or another about marriage. You, with that backbone of pure steel holding you up.

Do it for me, Uma. So I know I can keep the corny coming. So I can rest easy that next year, I’ll be able to drag another one of these out and then the next year and so on, forever. Because now that you’ve got me, you’ll have one hell of a time getting rid of me. So… What do you say, baby? Will you put me out of my misery and make an honest man outta me?

Ive

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Adriana Anders has acted and sung, slung cocktails and corrected copy. She’s worked for start-ups, multinationals and small nonprofits, but it wasn’t until she returned to her first love—writing romance—that she finally felt like she’d come home. Today, she resides with her tall French husband, two small children and fat French cat in the foothills of the Blue Ridge Mountains, where she writes the dark, gritty, emotional love stories of her heart.

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