Title: Blurred Edges
Series: The Edge #2
Author: Kane Caldwell
Release Date: Nov 22, 2016
I live my life hard, fast and with precise control, exactly the way I like to fuck. I don’t take orders, I give them, that’s just how I am. I had the perfect life, a thriving business and a new piece of ass in my bed whenever I wanted. That was until she told me she was pregnant, then everything changed.
I spent months preparing our dream home and endless nights talking to my unborn child. I thought I had it all in the palm of my hands until one fateful night when everything slipped through my fingers, only to blur the edges of my life. Now, all I was left with was rage living deep within my bones that I felt would never leave.
Until…Madison Tanner came crashing into my world.
Life was going to be different, challenges that’d overwhelmed us from the beginning were going to be solved. Little did I know it would only get worse in other areas of life, which had me wondering if we’d made the right move. Then one tragic night changed the path of my future.
As I began to pick up the pieces of my shattered world and move on, it all started to crumble as bits of his secret life began to surface. But now something is lurking behind the darkness, haunting me at every turn. I fear for my life thinking I’ll never feel safe again.
Until…Lane Collins came storming into my world.
I spent months preparing our dream home and endless nights talking to my unborn child. I thought I had it all in the palm of my hands until one fateful night when everything slipped through my fingers, only to blur the edges of my life. Now, all I was left with was rage living deep within my bones that I felt would never leave.
Until…Madison Tanner came crashing into my world.
Life was going to be different, challenges that’d overwhelmed us from the beginning were going to be solved. Little did I know it would only get worse in other areas of life, which had me wondering if we’d made the right move. Then one tragic night changed the path of my future.
As I began to pick up the pieces of my shattered world and move on, it all started to crumble as bits of his secret life began to surface. But now something is lurking behind the darkness, haunting me at every turn. I fear for my life thinking I’ll never feel safe again.
Until…Lane Collins came storming into my world.
“Excuse. Me,” I said, accentuating both words loudly.
He finally turned around.
And that’s when I was kicking my own ass from head to toe for not just leaving a note because this guy was gorgeous. So stunning that I forgot what I had to say and instead took in his beauty. I was eye level with the dark gray T-shirt stretching across his rock-hard muscular chest; then I noticed red and black scrolling ink that started at his right elbow and disappeared under his tight sleeve.
I wanted to follow it.
My eyes went across his torso to his left hand which looked rough and was holding a bottle of beer. I wanted to know what his hands felt like on my body. The corded muscles in his forearms, the right sported a faint heart tattoo, had me swallowing hard but I did my best to cover it up as I shifted in my seat. My eyes continued up and were greeted with beautiful, strong male features: a neatly trimmed goatee that surrounded perfect lips, hazel eyes that I knew I could get lost in for hours and a dark blond mess of spikey hair that definitely worked on him.
God. He had a roughness about him that had all my lady parts standing at attention.
When my eyes found his again, his were gazing at me with such intensity that I swallowed slowly while wiggling in my seat because it suddenly felt as though I was sitting on a blazing inferno of bricks. And when I saw his mouth begin to move, I dropped my eyes and stared as his tongue came out to lick his bottom lip before he pulled it back between perfect, white teeth. My nipples suddenly became so erect, as I imagined they were his bottom lip, that they hurt.
Apparently, he had some sort of sixth sense because his eyes moved to my chest where they lingered on my tight buds pressing against the light blue halter top that had no barrier between them and the silky material. It was the audible growling rumble that sounded from deep within his throat that had me shaking myself from the lustful haze I was trapped in.
I opened my mouth to speak but he beat me to it. “A brunette and a redhead. Fuck, it’s my lucky night.” He smirked before glancing at the beautiful, flawless brunette sitting behind him.
I’m Kane Caldwell, a romance author. Writing started years ago as a hobby but quickly turned into a passion. I am the epitome of a country boy with my jeans, t-shirt, hat (No, not a cowboy hat. Lol), scruffy face, and work boots on, driving my truck and definitely not a guy you'd picture writing erotic romance. I work in the construction business where I run my own crew. I’m in my mid-forties but my mind tells me differently along with keeping up with my two awesome teenage boys. I live in the south where the weather is warm but most times sweltering hot. When I have down time, I love to be surrounded by family, friends, great food, or engrossed in a good book. And of course, putting my erotic imagination to work, bringing you stories of love, lust and everything in between.
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