Kiss Me Again

By Monique DeVere

A Valentine’s Day wedding on a Caribbean beach! The last thing Riley Flynn wants is to be present at her ex-fiancé's wedding—which should have been hers—but she refuses to give him the satisfaction, despite the nosedive her life has recently taken. Now, if she can only find a plus one to prove she isn’t a complete failure.All Sam Rutherford wants is a peaceful life, but his zany neighbor is making it impossible. The woman is a menace to herself, and anyone in her path—he has the dent in his car to prove it. But when she raises those big amber eyes and confides in him, how can he say no to anything she wants? Soon she’s invading his life and bungling her way... into his heart.

• Language: English
• Publisher: The Wild Rose Press
• Release date: Jan 13, 2016
• ISBN: 9781509204748

Monique DeVere

Monique DeVere grew up on a plantation on the beautiful island of Barbados, where her childhood was all about exploring and letting her imagination run free. She moved to the UK as a teen and soon fell in love at first sight with her amazing, strong-silent-type husband. They have four beautiful children and four incredible grandchildren.Monique writes sweet ‘n’ spicy romance, and when she isn’t working on the next novel or movie script, she can be found spending time with hubby and family, armchair travelling, creating recipes, reading about health and nutrition, or working on her spiritual growth. She enjoys going for walks, gardening, or simply crazy-dancing around the house. Monique loves to hear from her readers. You can email her at [e-mail], or contact her by visiting her website: www.moniquedevere.com or blog: http://moniquedevere.blogspot.co.uk to learn more about her books. You can also visit her Facebook author page: https://www.facebook.com/moniquedevere or follow her on Twitter: @MoniqueDeVere or Instagram: authormdvGet The Forever Deal FREE when you sign up to Monique’s New Release Newsletter Here: https://bit.ly/TFDsignup151220

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Inc.

"I’d have to kiss you first

before I can kiss you again." The low intimate timbre of his tone sent a prickle over her, tightened her skin.

To disguise the sudden wired sensation in the pit of her stomach, Riley popped the sweet into her mouth, smiled then shrugged. Well, there’s that.

Even from the distance of his desk that separated them, Riley noticed the way his gaze dipped to her mouth then darkened as she crunched the chalky sweet.

C’mere. His voice, richer, darker, and sexier caressed her.

Riley gulped against the tension constricting her throat; her heart pounded in anticipation as she swallowed the chewed candy. I don’t think that would be wise, Sam.

I’m not asking you to be wise, Riley. I’m asking you to come over here.

Why? Do you need me to look at something in that file you were reading? She kept a playful smile in place as she thought of a way to ease out of yet another potentially awkward moment she’d created with Sam. She was pretty sure she’d make a fool of herself if she closed the space between them.

Riley. Her insides liquefied whenever he said her name with such command. Come here. With that rusty edge to his usually smooth voice, she couldn’t help but obey.

She slowly pushed to her feet and, on shaky legs, she moved around the desk toward him. Sam?

He stood, closed the remaining space between them. Say my name again.

Sam… This time it came out breathy and needy.

Kiss Me Again

by

Monique DeVere

A Candy Hearts Romance

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales, is entirely coincidental.

Kiss Me Again

COPYRIGHT © 2015 by Monique DeVere

All rights reserved. No part of this book may be used or reproduced in any manner whatsoever without written permission of the author or The Wild Rose Press, Inc. except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical articles or reviews.

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Cover Art by RJ Morris

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Publishing History

First Champagne Rose Edition, 2015

Digital ISBN 978-1-5092-0474-8

A Candy Hearts Romance

Published in the United States of America

Chapter One

Crunch!

Every cell in Riley Flynn’s body jolted in shock. The unmistakable sound of fiberglass colliding with carbon fiber meant only one thing. She’d backed into Sam Rutherford’s brand new Alfa Romeo Spider. The man barely tolerated her as it was. How much more was he going to hate her for backing into his precious car?

Riley sank her hands into her hair and held her head as she slowly forced her gaze to the rearview mirror. Was her week destined to keep getting worse? First, she got fired—okay, she should’ve been smarter than to carp about her boss on a social networking site, but still! Then, if that wasn’t harsh enough, she arrived home last night to find a wedding invitation from her ex-fiancé.

Her ex-fiancé of all people. The snake she packed up her life in the UK five years ago and moved 4,116 miles to Nevis to be with. What a total idiot she’d been. Now she was stuck here in the Caribbean without a job, very little money, and no fiancé. What was she thinking when she followed Beto here?

Oh yeah. She loved him. What a joke.

And of course he and his bride couldn’t have a normal wedding like ordinary people. Oh no, they would have to get married on a Caribbean beach at sunset.

If that wasn’t a poke in the eye, she didn’t know what was. The scuzzbag had stolen her wedding plans and given them to another woman, then had the boldface front to invite her. She bet he expected her to refuse the invitation, which was what she wanted to do, with a few added choice words for him, but her pride wouldn’t allow her the easy option. She would force herself to that wedding and hold her head high. Beto-the-insensitive-jerk would never know how much he’d hurt her, or that she hadn’t been able to bring herself to date anyone since he left eight months ago.

In her rearview mirror, Riley watched as the driver’s door to the black sports car opened and her neighbor stepped from his car—all six-foot-two of athletic muscle, sex appeal, and raised hackles.

She gulped down the lump lodged in her throat. She wasn’t sure whether her sudden inability to breathe was due to dread, or the sight of Sam Rutherford looking especially dashing this morning. She cracked open her car door and eased out of her pink Toyota Aygo.

When Sam paced to the back of his sports car, glanced at the bumper, then focused his blue-gray stare on her, Riley quaked.

I’m so sorry. She rushed to inspect the damage. A small dent and a bit of a scuffmark on the Spider’s rear end. Her Aygo had sustained most of the damage. The knock had resulted in a smashed bumper for her pretty, pink car. Yet despite the damage to her vehicle, relief allowed her to breathe again. At least Sam’s sporty number hadn’t been as dented as she imagined.

Oh, thank goodness. That was lucky. The morning sun warmed her while the briny sea breeze ruffled her hair. She pushed the strands back from her face.

Lucky? Eyelids squinting, he clenched his teeth. "Lucky? He folded his arms. Riley tried not to notice how wide and deep his chest appeared beneath his white dress shirt. Or how his neatly trimmed stubble always made him look so chiseled and drop-dead delicious. Lucky for whom?"

Well…lucky for you, obviously. She gestured toward the back of his car with a hand that shook. She interlocked her fingers in front of her in an effort to disguise the nervous tremor. What was it about this man that made her insides jitter every time she saw him? Your car hardly has a scratch, while mine…well, look at the poor thing. The bumper is about to fall off.

"Let me get this straight. You smack into the back of my car and I’m