EXCERPT ONE: “I don’t want to talk about that night,” I say. “The past is the past. I’m surprised you even remember any of that.” A little frown appears between Dante’s brows. “I haven’t forgotten a moment of that night, Ash. I never will.” I snort a laugh. “I guess you’re more sentimental than I thought.” My words are more barbed than I intend, but I can’t seem to help myself. What right does he have to sit here and act like that night meant something to him, when he was the one who was willing to throw all of this away? Dante is very still. But his eyes are bright with some unnamed emotion, and his fingers are still tangled in my hair. “I know what you must think of me,” he says. “I don’t think you do.” If he did, then why is he here? Why can’t… Read more »
Author: Ember Casey
EMBER CASEY is a USA Today bestselling author living in Atlanta, Georgia in a den of iniquity (or so she likes to tell people). When she’s not writing steamy romances, you can find her whipping up baked goods (usually of the chocolate variety), traveling (her bucket list is infinite), or generally causing trouble (because somebody has to do it). Her first contemporary romance, His Wicked Games, was published in June 2013.