Antonio returns from the Marine Corps to
begin a new life as a civilian. While visiting Cape Cod, he meets a strange
woman who reads his tarot cards. He doesn’t believe in such nonsense; after
all, he’s a Marine. When he returns to Boston, he receives a ticket to a rock
club where he runs into the one woman he never forgot.
Lina can’t believe Antonio is back in town,
right before her wedding. Being around him again resurrects long-buried
feelings. Will she be able to resist temptation in the form of a dark-haired
Italian Marine, the same man who once broke her heart?
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“These guys are awesome,” Krystal shouted
over the music. “Impossible not to have a good time at their shows.”
“Glad I brought you,” Lina replied. “I doubt
this would be Brett’s scene.”
They danced and sang along for several
songs until the singer announced, “We’re going to take a break. Get a drink,
take a piss, and get ready for the second part of the show, which will blow
away the first.”
Lina and Krystal were among the first to
get to the women’s room. By the time they came out, a line was forming out the
door.
“Drink?” Krystal suggested.
“Yeah, let me think. What do I want?” She
glanced up at the bar. “Oh, my God.” She turned away and looked up to the
ceiling, which had dozens of rubber bats hanging from the rafters. “Oh, God.
Oh, God.”
Krystal turned to her, perplexed. “What?”
“My ex is here.”
Krystal scanned the room. “Who? Where?”
“The tall one at the bar. Black hair, black
shirt. Tattooed arms.”
“The guy standing so straight like he has a
rod up his back?”
“Yes. He can’t help it. He’s a Marine.”
Krystal’s mouth became a perfect O. “Holy
shit. The one you were crazy about?”
Lina couldn’t respond so she nodded, unable
to tear her eyes from him. Three years
His eyes still conveyed a sense of
amusement and burned with an intensity that could render women speechless,
including her when they’d first met at a club like this one. His body was
leaner than when she’d last seen him; he’d lost some weight that further
defined his muscles. He resembled a boxer more than a bodybuilder. The whole
package was one she’d never been able to resist. A sucker for dark, brooding
Italian boys, he captured it so well he should have been on tourist brochures.
It would get her on the first flight to Italy.
Krystal brought her back to earth. “Are you
going to say hi to him?”
Lina’s mind scrambled. “I don’t know what
to do.”
He must have felt her eyes staring as he
turned her way and caught her eye. She froze, unable to break the stare.
“Looks like he knows you’re here now.”
“Uh, ah, um…”
Krystal nudged her arm. “Snap out of it,
Lina. No matter what happened between you, he’s still just a guy. It was a long
time ago, and you’ve moved on. You’re a strong, confident woman. Don’t let that
hot shit with a poker up his ass undermine that.”
Lina faced Krystal. “You’re right.
It’s—unexpected. Last I heard he was over in Afghanistan.”
“And now he’s coming your way.”
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brooding heroes and independent, caring heroines. Her romances have been
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variety of jobs in various countries. She backpacked alone through Europe and lived
in Paris before returning to the U.S. and draws on her travels for inspiration
for settings. Lisa also owned a bookstore for a few years as she loves to read.
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