Excerpt: Intrigued By Love - Vilma Iris | Lifestyle Blogger

I knew I was in trouble as soon as I read my horoscope.

Dear Gemini,
A blast from the past will force you to confront your dual nature.
Love is in the air, but only if you are open to it.
Remember, your heart can’t heal if you don’t examine the wounds.

Only one man fit that description. Jackson Burton. Libra. Breaker of hearts, my ex-boyfriend, and the best man for my sister’s wedding.

When he ghosted me, I ran as far away as I could, to this island paradise. Now, I was also trapped here for the wedding.

With him.

With the memories of our life together.

Our chemistry was more than just a memory. It was a live wire.

And he planned to spend the next month reminding me exactly what I was missing.

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Excerpt: Intrigued By Love
By Sienna Snow

Excerpt: Intrigued By Love

Out this week is a new, sexy second-chance romance from USA Today bestselling author Sienna Snow and until then, I’m thrilled to share a sneak peek from INTRIGUED BY LOVE below!

My stomach clenched as if I’d been punched in the gut. “Jax is here?”

“Duh. He’s the best man.” Kiana studied my face and then glared at Lina when she shoved her.

At that moment, said man emerged from the plane.

My heartbeat immediately jumped, and all the pain of the past few years reared its ugly head.

I swallowed the lump in my throat.

God, he was gorgeous. Dark black hair cut close on the sides and longer on top. A face sculpted by the gods and a body I knew was chiseled to perfection under the designer button-down shirt and pants. He had a golden tan that was shades darker than the one he’d sported when we lived together in Vegas.

He oozed power, affluence, and confidence. Those had been the things that had attracted me when he’d joined a weekly poker game I attended with some of my coworkers at the casino where I’d interned. And the tattoos that covered his arms and neck gave him a rebel vibe one wouldn’t expect in a guy who spent his days wearing a suit and charming his elite clientele.

I’d known he was out of my league from the beginning and tried to resist the pull he’d had on me. It had taken two months for me to agree to go out with him. Our first date had been the exact opposite of what I’d expected. Instead of wining and dining me as I’d expect any high roller in Vegas to do, he’d taken me to a go-kart park to race cars and play video games. He’d heard me talk about the outings I’d had with Papa as a child and decided to recreate one of them.

I’d fallen for him that night.

His gray eyes landed on mine, and without thinking I stepped back, bumping into Cora.

She steadied me, whispering, “Are you okay? I told them we should’ve let you know he was coming with us, but Lina said you were over him and not to worry. When I tried to text you, they took my phone away.”

I kept quiet and continued to watch him. There was heat in his gaze, reminding me of nights spent bound to our bed and lost in pleasure.

“Oh yeah, they’re definitely over each other,” Kiana muttered. “Not. Tell us again that you aren’t still in love with him, Kailani.”

“Dammit, Kiana, leave her alone. I can’t wait until Ani gets here so she can kick your ass,” Cora admonished, referring to my other sister-in-law, Ani, the Kiana-tamer.

Kiana cocked a hand on her hip. “My wife will take my side. That’s what you’re supposed to do when you get married.”

Cora set a hand on my shoulder. “Ignore the comedian over there, take a deep breath, and go say hello.”

I followed Cora’s instructions, pushed the shock of seeing Jax away, and walked toward him.

I offered him my hand. “Welcome to Bora Bora, Jax.”

Good, my voice hadn’t quivered.

“Kai.” He slipped his palm over mine and pulled me gently toward him, in the way he’d done with me hundreds of times. But instead of kissing my lips, he kissed my cheek.

Goose bumps pricked down my spine, and I had to resist the instinct to nuzzle into him. My body ached for him.

This was going to be a very long four weeks.

He smelled so good, of bergamot and sandalwood. The scent of the cologne I’d given him.

“Did you miss me, Little Bird?” He pulled back without releasing my hand.

My stomach clenched, hearing him use the pet name he’d given me. The one I hadn’t heard in years, and reminded me of the last time we’d made love.

I tried to tug free but his grip tightened.

“Jax. Let me go.”

“Don’t you think I deserve answers?”

“This isn’t the time or place.”

“I agree—that was two years ago in Vegas. Before I came home to an empty house and a broken heart.”

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