Hot Houston Nights: Graham & Isabella Part 2

By S.N. Garza

Part 2 of 3

How do two soul mates stay away from each other?

Simple. They don't.

Not long after their one night, both Graham and Isabella both long for more.

Fate lead them back to each other and they aren't letting go. Their passions run high and Graham wants to take it to the next level.

Until Isabella gets taken. As she hangs on for dear life, is she strong enough to save herself? Or, does she fall to her doom, never to see Graham again?

• Language: English
• Publisher: S.N. Garza
• Release date: Jan 13, 2015
• ISBN: 9781311557001

S.N. Garza

I am a 37 year old wife and mother of two who lives in a small country town in southeast Texas. I work during the day at Chilis Bar and Grill. I write dark, deeply emotional stories weaved with erotic romance that leaves you wanting more. My debut novel is Love Came Back & my best selling book & series, is The Billionaire’s Baby, book one in my Nauti Billionaires of Houston series. It is all sexy passion with an alpha hero who’ll sweep you off your feet.

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Hot Houston Nights:

Graham & Isabella

PART 2

By

S.N. Garza

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Hot Houston Nights: Graham & Isabella PART 2

By S.N. Garza

©January 2015/Stephanie Nicole Garza

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ISBN-13: 978-1507548776

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Hot Houston Nights:

Graham & Isabella

PART 2

By S. N. Garza

When falling, fall deep.

Chapter 1

Isabella

I was going to show him where I lived. We were going to have at least one more night. Possibly more if I was lucky. I didn’t know him from Adam, but I sure as hell wanted to.

Luckily, no one had seen us making out and practically fornicating against my car. That would have been a disaster and I probably would get fired.

He let me go slowly and took a good, long, lustful look before kissing my forehead and walking back towards his bike.

The jeans cupped his bubbly ass so nicely. He wore just a black t-shirt, but when he got to his bike, he lifted something out. His leather jacket. Could any man look any hotter in a leather jacket?

I swear, looking at that Harley, I don’t know what kind but it was all alpha-male chrome and steel. When I thought back to that night and felt the rumble and throb of the bike against my pussy, it was like owning my own sex toy. I’d never ridden a bike before him.

Maybe that’s why I felt I could be bold. Be wilder. That’s how he made me feel. Like I could do anything. I should have thought things through but as soon as I saw him walk up to my booth, I knew there wasn’t anything I’d rather do than be with him. Any way I could have him.

It seemed like he was up to more than just one more night. And it was still early afternoon. I hadn’t even thought about the coolness of the air. With Graham practically wrapped around me, it was warm and cozy.

I shivered and after he straddled his bike, he turned to look back at me. I was staring at him like a lunatic.

And so was the smile I was sending him.

Get in your freaking car, Isabella.

I hurried in and turned on the ignition, throwing the heat to full blast. Luckily the roads weren’t iced over or I’d be worried for him and his driving. I would hate to be out in the icy weather, and I’m sure he wouldn’t be out in it on a bike if it were. I don’t really ever pay any attention to the weather channel or the radio. I usually plug in my iPhone and start listening to my own music.

I backed out and slowly made my way passed him and he winked at me, although I didn’t think he could see me with my windows tinted so dark. He was probably trying to get a rise out of me and it was working. I felt that heated tingling in my veins. It was that wink, the sexy, ‘I’m gonna get you as soon as we're alone together’ wink that melted my inside and set my body on fire.

After breaking up with Christopher, I had to move out and get my own place. Which I was thankful I had my own personal account instead of getting together with his. We had split everything fifty-fifty. Although if I got lucky, when we went out to dinner or out on a ‘date’, he’d pay. I always thought that was messed up. I mean, I was the girl, I shouldn’t have to pay for my own food, but Christopher was a total dick sometimes. Being he was on drugs, I should’ve realized that fact. You live and you learn.

I lived only ten minutes away and I looked in my rear view mirror to see he was close behind. I couldn't afford much on my salary. I wasn't in the poor house, but living in Houston wasn't cheap. My car was paid off, and I lived comfortably in my small apartment. There was six other tenants in the building. A few elderly couples who were nice and quiet. Then a mom and her kid that lived across from me and the others I haven't met yet. I've only lived there a little over six months. I hope he didn't mind small spaces. I only had a small living room, kitchen, bathroom that had a claw foot tub (love) and my bedroom.

Parking, I got out and waited until the rumbling of his engine faded and he kicked the kickstand in place. I felt nervous once again and I ruffled back into the car and across the driver’s seat to grab my purse and sweater.

I shut and locked up before turning fully towards him.

Breathe, sweetness. It's early. Just relax.

Relax. Yeah, that's possible. A shaky laugh escaped with a puff of warm air.

He stuck out his elbow in offering and I slid my hand through and guided him into my building. I lived on the second floor so at least I had some security.

Graham, my apartment is not big. And my bed is a full sized bed.

Bell, I wouldn't mind it if I was snuggled up tight with you.

Hearing that made me feel better. I hadn't brought anyone here before, so when old Mrs. Jenkins opened her door on the first floor, her eyes almost bugged out of her head. I really hope it wasn't because of his scar.

"Isabella, hello, dearie. Who is this