I’m soaring.
After years of
hard work and determination, I am exactly where I want to be in life. As the
top ranked Freestyle Motocross rider in the world, I have more money than I
could ever dream of spending and gorgeous women throwing themselves at me in
every city I land. I have everything I could ever want.
Everything except
her.
While in
Breckenridge for my best friend’s wedding, I was introduced to Dakota Shavell,
a friend of the bride-to-be, and from the moment our blue gazes met, sparks
flew.
What I initially
intended to be a single steamy night together turned into a scorching two week
road trip to New Orleans with a sassy-mouthed blonde. Being between her legs
gave me a bigger adrenaline rush than I’d ever gotten from flying through the
air while straddling a bike.
It was supposed to
just be fun, a good time. I planned to walk away unchanged.
But it was more.
Feelings I never intended to have got involved, and I’ll never be the
same.
Yet, I still
walked away.
Except now I’m
injured and my outlook has changed. Priorities have become clear.
And I’m going back
to reclaim her…to show her that together we can make the fire between us burst
into flames.
***Though Flame is the second
book in the Fire
on the Mountain Series, it is an interconnected stand alone
novel***
EXCERPT
El Pinto Mexican
food restaurant is the fucking bomb. A combination of gorgeous, sprawling
hacienda-style ambiance, delicious authentic New Mexico cuisine, mouth-watering
pitchers of house fresh margaritas, and a fun-loving, exuberant group of people
sitting with me around a patio table. My cheeks hurt from the permanent smile
that’s been stamped across my face since the moment we stepped under the
vine-covered arch and through the glass double doors. After several big O’s on
the trek down here, and then this phenomenal meal, I’d have to say my impromptu
summer road trip has started out a tremendous success.
“So you seriously know
nothing about motocross or dirt bikes? You’ve never seen anything on TV like
X-Games? Red Bull X-Fighters? Metal Mulisha? You don’t have any brothers into
this stuff?” Gunner gawks at me in utter disbelief while the four of us finish
our last drinks at the restaurant before heading back to Sandia Motocross Park,
where the bus is parked.
Tapping my chin, I
pretend to think for a moment then shake my head. “I mean I’m familiar with
what the X-Games are. I do live in Colorado, the winter action sports mecca,
but I don’t know anything specifically about motocross other than you ride a
motorcycle on a dirt track stupidly fast and do crazy-ass stunts while flying
through the air.”
Emilia bursts out
laughing at my oversimplified explanation of what her husband and Levi do for a
living, but the two guys are still in shock at my revelation. It’s like they’ve
never met anyone else who isn’t up to date on all their lingo and shit. I
should’ve never asked why people made that braaappp noise at the wedding…
“Oh, and I do have one
brother,” I add, “but he’s eight and likes to snowboard in the winter and fish
in the summer. If any of my sisters were into dirt bikes, it’d be Juno. She’s
the athletic one—but softball and volleyball are more her thing.”
Another peculiar look
from Gunner. “How many sisters do you have?”
“Five. There are seven
of us total. All from the same parents, who yes, are still married.” I answer
the questions I know are coming before he even asks. Everyone is always
intrigued by the size of my family, especially in this day and age. “My family
is a little…unconventional.”
“A little?” Emilia
scoffs. “You call your parents by their first names, and you grew up on a weed
farm! You’ve got the coolest fucking family ever. Plus, you all look like
Barbie dolls! When I used to dream about running away from home, I either
wanted to be a trapeze artist in the circus or a Shavell sister.”
Snickering, I wrap my
lips around my straw and suck in the chilled, tangy strawberry margarita.
“Either way, you would’ve been joining a circus. There’s never a dull moment in
a house with ten people in it.”
“Sunshine,” Levi
leans over to me, resting his hand on the inside of my thigh, right below the
frayed hem of my shorts, “I promise I want to learn all about your family. They
sound cool as fuck—especially the part about the weed farm—but can we get back
to where you said motocross is driving fast and doing stupid, crazy-ass stunts
while flying through the air? ’Cause if you’re gonna be my girl on this trip,
we need to give you a crash course tonight in all things motocross, so you can
truly appreciate my awesomeness when you see me in action.”
I blink hard. His
girl? Did he already dip his grubby hand into Grams’ special cookies?
“Hulk,” I lift my
hand up to cradle his chin, bringing my face close to his, “I’ve already
appreciated your awesomeness in action earlier today, and it had nothing to do
with dirt bikes. So unless you want to show me how you can eat dessert on one,
I’ll pass on the crash course and embrace my lingo ignorance.”
His eyes grow wide
at my suggestion, and suddenly, the space between my mouth and his is gone,
obliterated by a searing, possessive kiss. My lips part on a quick inhale of
surprise, and he takes full advantage of my momentary vulnerability, sliding
his tongue into my mouth to tangle with mine.
Everyone and
everything around us fades away while his hypnotic lips move over mine. The
world could come crashing down all around us right now, and the only thing I’d
be concerned about is how to prolong the mind-boggling way he makes me feel
each time he kisses me. It’s like the first time every time. Pounding heart.
Trembling hands. Fluttering belly. Sizzling core.
Erin Noelle is a Texas native, where she
lives with her husband and two young daughters. While earning her degree in
History at the University of Houston, she rediscovered her love for reading
that was first instilled by her grandmother when she was a young
child.
A lover of
happily-ever-afters, both historical and current, Erin is an avid reader of all
romance novels.
Her titles published
include the Book Boyfriend Series, the Dusk ‘Til Dawn Series, Translucent,
Conspire — co-authored with SE Hall, Surviving Us, MILF: Wrong Kind of Love and
Spark.
Her books have
been a part of the USA Today Bestselling list and the Amazon and Barnes
& Noble overall Top 100.
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