Kyle was
always the big brother Cecelia Anton never had, but suddenly her goofy best
friend has become a sexy man she can’t keep her thoughts—or hands—off of. As
their deep connection melts into uncontrollable desire, Ceci is willing to put
it all on the line for a shot at true love. Only Kyle is keeping a terrible
secret about Ceci’s past that could destroy not only their lifelong friendship
but their happily-ever-after…
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Hi Kyle. Can you tell us a bit
about yourself? Name, age, job, role in the story…
Name rank and serial number. Gotcha. *laughs* My name is Kyle
Morgan, I’m a detective for the Puyallup Police Department. I’m thirty, and I’m
the hero of this here story. *furrows his brow, trying his best to look
intimidating* Go ahead. Make my day.
Ceci: *Rolls her eyes, but the corners of her mouth twitch* You
do a terrible impression of Jackson’s Southern accent.
Kyle: *frowns at Ceci* That wasn’t Jackson. That was Clint
Eastwood. Dirty Harry? Come on!
Ceci: *presses her lips and holds up her hands in surrender* Oh,
my bad. I apologize. You do a terrible impression of Clint Eastwood, then.
*giggles*
Kyle: *laughs. Leans over to nibble on Ceci’s neck* Admit it. You
love it.
Ceci: *blushes. Turns to reviewer.* Next question, please.
How did you meet Cecelia?
Kyle: *sighs. Pulls himself from Ceci’s neck with reluctance.
Winks at her.* We’ll finish that later. *looking to interviewer* I grew up with
her. When I was in fourth…no, fifth grade, she moved in next door. I was ten
and she was seven. There’s a river that runs behind our properties. I was down
there one night after supper tossing stones into the water when she wandered
down. Apparently, I scared her, because she looked at me like I was going to
eat her. Took me a while to get her to talk to me.
