About UNDENIABLE:
Grace King knows two things for certain: she loves working at her grandmother's café and she loves the hunky town sheriff. She always has. As she bakes him sweet treats, Grace fantasizes about helping him work up an appetite all night long. But whenever she thinks she's finally getting somewhere, he whips out some excuse to escape. Growing up, he never looked twice at her. Now Grace won't rest until she has Jax's undivided attention. Jaxson Anderson can't deny that his best friend's kid sister is the sexiest woman in Mirabelle, Florida. Unwilling to burden Grace with his painful past, Jax keeps the sassy blonde at arm's length. Yet one heated kiss crumbles all of his carefully built defenses. But when a town secret surfaces, threatening to destroy everything they have believed in, can the man who defended Grace from bullies as a child protect her now?
About Shannon Richard:
Shannon Richard grew up in the Panhandle of Florida as the baby sister of two overly protective, but loving brothers. She was raised by a somewhat eccentric mother who showed her how to get lost in a book, and a father who passed on his love for coffee and really loud music. She graduated from Florida State University with a Bachelor's in English Literature, and lives in Tallahassee. She's still waiting for her Southern, scruffy, Mr. Darcy and in the meantime writes love stories to indulge her overactive imagination.
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@shan_richard
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Excerpt:
Grace threw the bag down onto the counter and looked up at him.
“Are you honestly going to stand there and tell me that this clueless persona
you have going on is the real deal? Are you honestly going to tell me that you
have no
idea?”
“No idea about what?”
“You want to know why I got upset last night?” Grace asked,
marching over to him. “Why it infuriates me that you treat me like a little
sister?” she shouted, shoving his chest hard. He was surprised by it and he
fell a step backward. “I don’t have sisterly feelings for you,
Jaxson; I don’t and I never will. But you’re too blind and stubborn to see
what’s standing right in front of you!”
It was then Jax did the most impulsive thing he’d ever done in his
life. He knew exactly where the impulse came from; he’d had the desire for
years. He just wasn’t sure how the overwhelming need overran all of his sense.
He grabbed Grace before he even realized what he was doing. He gripped her
elbows and brought her body flush up against his. His mouth came down hard on
hers. She inhaled, startled, and Jax took full advantage of the tiny opening of
her mouth, dipping his tongue in and finding hers.
Holy shit.
Never in his life had Jax kissed a girl and felt like his whole
body was on fire, burning from the inside out. This was incredible, like
nothing he’d ever known.
She was warm, and sweet, and soft. How could the
inside of someone’s mouth feel this way? Taste this good?
Grace sighed in pleasure as her body relaxed against his. Her arms
wound around his neck. He wrapped his hands around her waist as he walked her
backward. When her back hit the counter he put his hands on her bottom and
pulled her up to sit on top of it, their mouths never breaking.
Holy shit, his hands were on Grace’s ass. Her perfect, incredible ass.
Her shoes hit the floor a second before she pulled her legs around
him, her bare feet running up the back of his thighs. Her hands were on his
chest, as one of his pulled out the tie in her hair so that he could run his
fingers through it. She grabbed on to his side, and her hands slid around and
lowered until they were on his butt. She squeezed and he thought he was going
to go off, right then and there.
He pulled away from her mouth, letting his lips travel down the
slope of her neck. How many times had he fantasized about this? About feeling
her soft skin underneath his lips? God he loved her neck, the soft delicate
space at the hollow of her throat.
“Jax.” She said his name with so much need that he abandoned his
exploration of her neck.
He palmed the back of her head in one of his hands as he slanted
his mouth over hers. Grace moaned when their tongues found each other again.
The sound of it rumbled in Jax’s chest and settled low in his abdomen.
Jax wasn’t sure how long
they stayed like that, wrapped around each other in more ways than one, before
a crackling noise filled the kitchen. Mary Landers’s voice squawked through the
speaker attached to Jax’s shirt.
“Seventeen, what’s your location?”
Jax pulled back from Grace, both of them breathing hard. Grace’s
hair was everywhere, courtesy of his hands. She opened her eyes slowly, as if
she was delaying coming back to reality, but Jax slammed into it hard.
What the hell had he just done?
*****
Grace was having an out of body experience. Or at least that was
what it felt like.
Jax had kissed her.
God, his mouth had been on hers, his hands everywhere, her
hands everywhere. Grace’s hands had been on Jaxson Anderson’s ass. And it was
just as spectacular as she’d imagined.
But as Grace brought herself back down to earth, she registered the
look on Jax’s face and her eyes snapped open as everything inside of her
crashed.
He did not look happy.
“Jax?” Grace asked, searching his face for something, anything
besides the regret that shone plan as day in his eyes.
He didn’t answer, just disentangled himself from her as he took a
step back. There was no warmth in his eyes as he pushed the button on the
microphone on his shoulder. “Seventeen, on Sandy Beach Drive.”
“Seventeen, shoplifter at Forty-Nine Brooks Avenue. Deputy needed
on location.”
“Ten-four.”
“Jax,” Grace said, sliding off the counter and taking a step toward
him.
“I have to go,” he said, taking another step back from her.
“You’re not even going to say anything about what just happened?”
she asked, trying to keep calm.
His mouth tightened before he shook his head. “It was a mistake. It
shouldn’t have happened.”
Grace inhaled sharply, pulling back from him like he’d just hit
her. And really he had, because those words were a slap in the face.
I’m not going to cry. Not in front of him.
So Grace did the only thing she could do, she walked away from him.
She stepped around him and pushed through the door out into the
café. She closed her eyes as she leaned against the wall and tried to breathe
past the tightness in her chest.
It was a mistake.
She reached up and grabbed her throat. The wall behind Grace
shuddered slightly as the side door in the kitchen closed. He was gone and he
didn’t want her. She slid down the wall and pressed her face into her bent
knees.
It shouldn’t have happened.
God it hurt. It hurt so damn much.
Grace gave up trying to fight it and let the pain wash through her.
She wasn’t sure how long she sat on the floor hugging her bent knees. She kept
reliving what had happened in the kitchen.
He’d grabbed her. He’d kissed her.
Not the other way around. But he’d also decided that it had been a mistake.
Grace was done. She was done waiting for a man who didn’t want her.
She was done living with this constant ache. She refused to let him break her.
She wasn’t going to let that man affect her anymore.
Grace wiped the remaining tears from under her eyes and pulled
herself up onto her feet. She took a deep breath before she pushed through the
door and walked back into the kitchen. Jax’s cup of coffee was still sitting on
the counter, so was his bag of scones. Grace stared at them for a second before
she grabbed both of them. She threw them into the trash can with so much force
that the coffee exploded up and around the sides.
Okay, starting now she wasn’t going to let him affect
her anymore.
