PAIGE
Logan McKinley. My ex. I knew he was trouble from the first moment I laid eyes on him.
Fresh out of law school with a new job at one of San Diego’s biggest firms, I was supposed to focus on my career. No distractions, no men, and especially no office romances.
Then I met Logan. He was cocky, smooth-talking, and gorgeous—a hotshot associate on the fast track to a partnership and exactly the kind of guy I needed to avoid.
But he was relentless. He pursued me, intrigued me, and seduced me. And when I had no defenses left, my ambitions shifted, and I only wanted him.
For a while, that was enough.
But no one’s perfect. The man who put a ring on my finger isn’t who I thought he was, so I left.
Now he’s back in my life, and he’s pushing me into a corner. It’s time to show him how hard I can push back.
LOGAN
“It’s over.”
When those words came out of her mouth, I wasn’t surprised. What I didn’t expect was how damn near impossible it’s been to move on.
The first time I saw Paige Waters, the new associate at my firm who was as intelligent and self-confident as she was stunning, I wanted her. I wasn’t used to women rejecting me, but she did—or tried to, anyway—which made me even more determined to have her.
I had no idea that when I finally got her, I wouldn’t want to let her go.
But I screwed up. She doesn’t even know how badly I screwed up, and everything still went to hell.
Now, one year after our split and with so much still unresolved between us, we’re suddenly going head to head on the same case. Seeing her at the office again, where it all started, I realize that this is far from over.
She’s still mine.
And whether it’s in the courtroom or the bedroom, I always win.
Check out the first book in the Waters Series – last year Jay wrote a Love Note, did you read it?
MIA
Jay Bradshaw. My boyfriend’s best friend.
He was never supposed to be anything more—until he was.
When my college boyfriend betrayed me and left, breaking my heart, Jay picked a side. He chose me. He stayed, and for the past six years, he’s been my rock, my anchor, my compass…
Now we’ve grown up, finished school, and have careers. Me as a nurse practitioner; Jay as a doctor. He’s been everything I needed, but now I want more. I can’t stop thinking about him, and I’m done hiding it.
It’s time to find out if he wants me, too.
JAY
A friend. Not a lover. That’s who Mia Waters is to me.
I’ve tried damn hard to make sure our relationship stays that way. I’m the shoulder she leans on, the last one to talk to her before she goes to sleep at night… And after six years, she means more to me than my own family.
The moment I met her, I wanted her. But she belonged to someone else, so I pushed the need down. I didn’t take what I wanted. I’m not that guy. Her happiness meant more.
Until now. Until she asks me a question that shatters our unspoken boundaries. Have you ever thought about having sex with me? Six years of keeping her at arm’s length, and I can feel myself starting to give in and lose control with her.
I can’t let it happen. There are reasons I didn’t get close. She hasn’t let go of her ex-boyfriend, not really. And she has no idea about the lies I’ve told her.
What if she finds out about me? What if she finds out who I really am?
And what will she do when I leave?
Awww…Logan’s Note made me smile!
Keep reading to see the full Love Note!
Paige, my love—
Ten years ago today, you became my wife. It wasn’t the wedding you wanted. Hardly anything about it—the when, the where, or the why—was right, was it? Nothing…except the who. It took you a long time to get over that, but I know you know it now, that the who is the only thing that really matters.*
This is our first anniversary since we came way too close to never celebrating another one. It still terrifies me to think how I almost lost you forever. Whenever that memory hits me, I’m humbled…and grateful for every day we’ve had together since, and will have, for the rest of our lives. We weathered that storm, survived it not only still married but stronger, wiser, and happier.
So, Paige, baby—my beloved wife, my heart and soul, my beautiful lover, the one and only woman for me, etc.**: Happy Anniversary. I love you beyond reason, beyond comprehension, and beyond words.
Love,
Logan***
*I only know it because of the look you gave me when I suggested we celebrate this anniversary by renewing our vows with a huge ceremony and reception. You know, exactly like your dream wedding? Apparently that was a ridiculous idea. The offer still stands, though. Even if you don’t change your mind until our sixtieth anniversary and one of our great grandkids has to push you up the aisle in a wheelchair. I’ll still want you. Now and forever.
**Brilliant attorney, wonderful mother to three children who are amazing mostly because of you, impressive collector of useless statistics…the list goes on.
***Your husband, who’s still not scared of you.
Kivrin Wilson writes her books in first person point-of-view, so Kivrin thinks it only makes sense to write about herself in third person.
Kivrin learned as a teenager that she liked writing and that she liked romance novels. She first tried her hand at writing them in her early twenties, and then she tried for a while to get published, but when that didn’t work out, she spent the next decade or so dithering around (though that’s not quite the word she would use) before finally getting her act together enough to finish another manuscript. (Read more about that here.)
Kivrin is a mother, wife, unabashed cat lady, avid reader, Netflix binge watcher, proud introvert, and a passably good cook. When she’s not writing, she’s usually busy with her self-employed day job, though she tries to do that as little as possible. She enjoys exercising forces herself to run on her treadmill (while watching Netflix) because it allows her to eat chocolate.
Kivrin grew up in Norway, but she’s lived most of her adult life in Las Vegas, Nevada, where she currently shares a roof with her husband (who’s pretty amazing, according to him), their daughter (who’s definitely amazing, according to everyone), and two young male cats who behave very much like teenage boys and of whom she shares too many photos on Instagram.
