SECOND CHANCES by Wendi Zwaduk
Anything is possible when you only accept the best, even if it takes some second chances. Four stories of white hot romance from bestselling author, Wendi Zwaduk.
SIMPLY THE BEST
Can this seasoned officer accept what he never knew he wanted? She longs to wrap herself in his muscle-bound arms, but can a chance encounter really be simply the best?
SATURDAY NIGHT SPECIAL
He drives fast, lives on the edge and loved once, but things ended in disaster. Can he accept the woman who holds his heart, despite all of their gagged past? She never intended to leave him, but life got in the way. Is coming to terms with her past the key to winning the love of her life back?
BEST I EVER HAD
All he wanted was a pint of ice cream, not to be a witness to a double murder. Good thing she has not one, but two sexy men willing to keep her safe. Sam and Quint had it all until she came along. Can these three find love beyond the bedroom or will things go up in flames?
SWEET IN HIS ARMS
Gage Bell considered Ryan Dane the one that got away—except he never pursued Ryan in the first place. He’s done trying to ignore the way Ryan makes him feel, and an incident on the track has given him the right incentive to find the sweetness he’s always known was in Ryan’s arms. If Ryan will give him an inch and let him take the wheel, Gage is ready to run the right man over and over again.
EXCERPT FROM SWEET IN HIS ARMS
©Wendi Zwaduk and Megan Slayer, 2016, All Rights Reserved
Gage licked his lips. He could do this. If he could pass in the turn with cars three wide, he could tell Ryan how he felt and ask him out.
“Have you ever liked someone, but you weren’t sure how to tell them?” Christ, he sounded so juvenile. “Like, you knew they were out of your league?”
“I doubt there’s anyone in town out of your league. Just be yourself and ask.” Ryan licked the mayo off his fingers.
Again, the man probably wasn’t trying to turn him on, but damn it, Ryan had Gage on a hair-trigger.
“So you’d consider it?” Gage held his breath and sagged against the side of the truck bed. Asking the question took a lot out of him.
“Sure, I’d consider it. I mean, I doubt anyone in town wants to date me. They all still think I’m either a freak or trying to get attention.” Ryan shrugged. The wind caught a lock of his hair and swept it in front of his eyes. “Most of our class at Gilead High hated me when they found out I’d come out.”
“I didn’t.” No, he’d fantasized about being just as brave as Ryan to come out and to be holding Ryan in his arms.
“Since when? You used to stand back and watch while the others insulted me. I seem to recall the senior squad of the football team pranking my house and my car at the time.”
Gage closed his eyes. He remembered the prank quite well. At the time, he’d only watched and kept his mouth shut. He hadn’t participated, but that probably meant little to Ryan.
“Anyway, if there’s someone you’ve got your eye on, just tell them. Lots of women are very interested in racers. Hell, watch the pits in one of the races where you’ve been knocked out early or there’s a couple of different divisions going. Women come out of the woodwork. I’ve had them come on to me plenty of times.” Ryan held up his sandwich. “Here’s to finding you a date.”
He gritted his teeth. Ryan had missed the point of what he was asking, but then, he hadn’t exactly been forthcoming. He had to take the chance and risk losing his burgeoning friendship with Ryan as well as his pride.
“So? Who is it?” Ryan sipped the soda and smacked his lips. “Do I know them? Or her? Whatever.”
“Yes. You know them.” His heart hammered and blood thrummed in his ears. He gulped air and attempted to harness his bravery. “It’s you.”