Cruel Water Synopsis:
Innocence marked her…
Violation crippled her…
Love left her raw…
The life she carefully rebuilt is challenged when she is confronted with the sins from her past. The carefully applied protection is at once ripped away, leaving her exposed and vulnerable.
Her single night of indulgence with the silver-eyed stranger is only the beginning. He sees right to the heart of her and she is unable to ward off emotions that have been deeply buried. With the sting of betrayal still fresh in her soul, she’s surprised to find herself opening up to the honest integrity of the sharp-eyed, rough-looking biker.
When he lost everyone who mattered, he was left without roots and learned to be content simply living in the moment. Completely unprepared for the feisty blonde bartender with old pain marring her clear-blue eyes, he questions his own rules of detachment, as she unwittingly finds a way under his skin.
Appearances deceive and when the masks fall away, revealing deep, dark secrets, there is nothing left but to hang onto each other and survive the storm.
”Cruel Water” (Portland, ME, #2)
“I think …” Both of us chuckle when we start talking at the same time. “You first,” I suggest, but Viv shakes her head.
“No. You go.”
Okay. Still nervous obviously.
“I was going to say that I think we started off backwards.” I watch closely for her reaction, which is the slightest lift to an eyebrow, before charging on. “We seem to have bypassed all the usual, tentative explorations and went for the payoff, right off the bat. Don’t get me wrong,” I quickly add, when I see her face turn guarded. “It was a phenomenal payoff, but I’m afraid it’s not enough.”
“Not sure what you mean. It was a one-night stand, a quick fuck. I wasn’t and am not looking for anything more. And I thought it was the same for you.”
I figure she’s purposely using bold language to put me off, but she only manages the opposite. I find it refreshing and honest. “It was. And then it wasn’t—isn’t. I just want a chance to get to know you. Something about you had me return to the pub, and then seeing you in action … Let’s just say you’re getting under my skin.” There. I’ve laid my cards on the table as directly as I know how. She’ll either engage or give me my walking papers. Once again an assortment of emotions plays out on her face. She really is quite transparent.
The fiddling with her napkin starts up again, but this time I don’t stop her, so much for finesse. I guess her dismissal of our night together as a simple fuck, nothing more than getting our rocks off, stings.
“I don’t know what to do with that,” she finally says honestly. “I’m not really in the market for anything else.”
“I appreciate that. Even though your body language doesn’t seem to be in sync with that statement,” I observe, noticing her bristles go up again immediately. “Be that as it may, for now, I’m only interested in getting to know you. Talk. That’s all. Let it play out however it plays out.”
Previous PORTLAND, ME, Novels:
”From Dust” (#1)
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More from Freya Barker:
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Slim To None (#1)
Hundred To One (#2)
Against Me (#3)
Clean Lines (#4)
Upper Hand (#5)
Like Arrows (#6)
Freya Barker Bio:
Freya Barker inspires with her stories about 'real’ people, perhaps less than perfect, each struggling to find their own slice of happy.
A recipient of the RomCon “Reader’s Choice” Award for best first book, “Slim To None,” Freya has since published eight books. She continues to spin story after story with an endless supply of bruised and dented characters, vying for attention!
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