DAMAGES / Book 5 / THE DOYLE SISTERS SERIES BY Kristen Kelly
Adam doesn’t date.
He doesn’t have time, not with a thriving law practice and caring for his autistic sister, but when a childhood friend shows up, asking for help to win over the woman he loves, he can’t say no.
Too bad it’s the woman he’s also in love with as well.
Damages is Book 5 in the “Hot as Hell,” Doyle Sisters Series.
“Think Cyrano de Bergerac meets Pretty Woman.”
★★★★★Kristen Kelly takes us on an emotional journey in her Doyle Sisters Series, AmazonReviewer
★★★★★ “Highly recommended, HOT explicit romance.”
★★★★★ “The writer draws you in and keeps you interested until the end. Chemistry between characters is out of this freaking world!” Amazon Reviewer:Sleep_Reader
★★★★★ “I loved it.”Amazon Reviewer
EXCERPT Damages by Kristen Kelly
I’m coming to that wedding you kindly invited me to, and this time I will not change my mind. You can’t talk me out of it either. I don’t give a shit if you’re angry with me for what I said. I’m coming and that’s that. You may want to know why the sudden change in my attitude. Simple. You’re mine! I guess I had a case of temporary insanity when I said no to your invitation, the first time. I can’t hide who I am much longer. The truth is, I’ve realized that you and I belong together. Like peas in a pod, P B @ J, two sides of the same coin, you belong to me and I to you. In fact, all of you belongs to me. Your mouth and tongue belong to me and I’ll kiss it and taste it’s sweet scent and roll it around in my mouth whenever I see fit. In private. Or public! Your body is mine. And I won’t take no for an answer ever again. You will not run from me! You will not deny me either. Once we’re together again, we’ll have to make up for lost time. I have plans. Big plans. First, I’ll kiss you like you’ve never been kissed before. I think I was always holding back before. Not anymore. I’ll make love to you as much and as often as I want to, and you won’t send me away. You’ll be my love slave. You’ll scream my name so loud that when you come, you’ll be hoarse from all the screaming. And you’ll thank me for the little love bites I’ll leave . I’ll mark you Grace. I’ll mark you so that every time you look in the mirror, you are reminded that you are mine. Mine to love. Mine to cherish. Mine until the end of time.