Hola! Welcome to this week’s Risky Retreat! Here you can find a teaser of the romance that flows through my pages when I write. Even though this is only a teaser, it will still feed your need to read. Some of these stories are coming soon, some are available now, and some are simply free short stories I wanted to share with you! Enjoy and don’t forget to check back in two weeks for the next Risky Retreat!
Safe with Me (Falling for a Rose Book One)
Quickly, Samiyah left the bed and shuffled to the open bathroom door but halted in her tracks when she noticed what looked like huge belts decorating a shelf. Curiosity getting the better of her, Samiyah strode over to the shelf to gain a closer look. The green strap was made of Ferrari leather with a gold plaque in the middle.
The words written on the plaque said, World Champion, with the flag from each country embedded on the trim. There were gold coins on the belt with a picture inside. Samiyah’s face lit up and the memories from last night came back to her. It was Jonas’ face; the supremely handsome gentleman that saved her from the creep at the bar. Her eyes traveled to the belts sitting next to each other, and she felt a small sense of pride. Samiyah didn’t even know Jonas, but these trophies were beautiful.
“I don’t fight anymore; I retired five years ago.”
Samiyah whipped around and staggered. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to pry.”
He folded his arms. “It’s not a problem.”
Samiyah surveyed Jonas; he was just as handsome now as he was in her drunken haze, even more so. His caramel skin was toned showing muscular arms and a chiseled bare chest. Samiyah reached up and touched her mouth to make sure her tongue wasn’t hanging out. When she found it wasn’t, she quickly slid her hand back down. Jonas seemed amused. Samiyah blinked several times trying to clear her thoughts. “Um, I guess I’m in your house?” The question was rhetorical.
“You are,” he confirmed. “Don’t worry, you’re safe with me.”
Samiyah didn’t doubt it even though she probably should. “I’m not in the habit of going home with strangers you know.”
“That’s good to know.”
“Did we have sex last night?”
There it was that award-winning smile she knew lingered behind those hinted grins he gave out last night.
“You don’t remember?” He teased.
Samiyah gasped, throwing her hands to her mouth. Jonas stepped closer invading her space. He pinched her chin. “I assure you, if we made love, I would never let you forget it.”