"The story kept me guessing and I'm a sucker for redemption romance." ~Cat, Amazon reader
From the Inside Flap
Sarahjane slipped into the garden, grabbing onto a wrought iron lattice to steady herself. Her laughter rang through the air. She swung herself around the lattice, and stopped before him, resting her delicate hand on (Felix's) chest.
Her touch warmed him.
Sarahjane lowered her eyes. "Do it for me, Felix. I'll give you a kiss, if you do."
Felix swallowed back surprise and longing, glanced around the garden. Everyone was still inside. He ran a hand down her arm. "I'd love to kiss you," he said. "But not after. I don't want to hurt you."
He feared it might be possible. His worry darkened as if storm clouds filled him. "I might."
Sarahjane laced her arms around his neck. "Now, then. But don't disappoint me."
Was she going to kiss him?
She licked her lips.
Young desire warred with his reason.
"Your father will kill us if he finds out."
"No he won't. He knows I love you."
She loved him.
Sarahjane stood on her toes and leaned closer, brushing her lips against his. Lightning tingled from her lips, into his heart.
Did someone intrude on them? Felix dismissed all but Sarahjane.
He vibrated almost as he had the day the lightning struck him, but this, this was pleasant, in comparison.
She broke the kiss, batted her lashes. "I do love you, you know. Now. Show me?"
He guided Sarahjane a few strides away from the trellis. Then he returned to it and wrapped his fingers around the warm, iron bar.
"Felix!" His older brother stepped into view behind her. "Oh," he said. "Pardon me for interrupting."
Sarahjane snapped around.
"What do you want, Jackson?" Felix asked.