Book two in The Phantom River Series
Only two who are truly destined for one another will find a way to stitch together the ragged edges of their souls and become complete.
Shaun has been perpetually unlucky in love. None of the women he meets are his mate…but that doesn't stop him from finding enjoyment with those he becomes close to. All that changes on the day he meets Meeghan Nicholson, a new deputy for the town of Stonepass. Shaun recognises that the feisty black-haired beauty is the one he's been searching for all his life. So it's a shame that the woman hates him on first sight. Now a man who's always been known to speak before he thinks must sweet talk his way into his mate's arms.
Meeghan is tired of men who think that because she's a woman they can get her to do whatever they want. Her body might soften at Shaun Colfer's seductive touch, but she refuses to let her heart succumb to the sneaky shifter. Can Meeghan calm Shaun's tempestuousness? Can Shaun crack the shell surrounding Meeghan's heart? It just might work…but only with a mate's touch.
Reader Advisory: This book can be read as a standalone, but may be more enjoyable when read in sequence.
General Release Date: 16th January 2012
Shaun looked across the table at his dinner companion and sighed inwardly. The woman was nice enough, pretty even, but there was no spark between them. Nothing. He hadn’t gone into tonight’s date expecting to find his mate, but to be able to pass a few hours in mutual pleasure would have been nice. He should have known not to go along with Cooper’s blind date shenanigans. The man may have been one of his two best friends and claimed to know Shaun better than he knew himself, but Mister Would—be—Cupid’s arrow had definitely not flown straight in this case.
He smiled and took a sip of his water, trying to follow along with the chatter coming at him from across the table. The woman hadn’t stopped talking for the last twenty minutes. Not one pause to even let Shaun respond or try to turn the subject away from her cat’s playful attempts at escape from her apartment. He tried to conceal the shudder that rippled through his body at the thought of trying to share a home with a cat. So not going to happen. He was going to kill Cooper for this in the morning.
His dinner companion flipped her hair over her shoulder again, and Shaun couldn’t help but follow the path her fingers trailed down her neck. She started to play with the pendant sitting low on her chest, right above the pushed up mounds of her breasts. They were nice breasts if you liked them artificially full.
"So would you like to go back to my place for a night cap?"
Shaun’s head jerked up at the invitation. She was offering sex. He knew it, she knew it. He could take her up on it. He loved women—loved their soft bodies, the way it felt to sink inside them and feel them climax in his arms. Lately he hadn’t taken the time to explore the more pleasurable aspects of life, not with the turmoil currently racking all the lives of those close to him. It’d be nice to escape for a few hours, but Shaun didn’t have it in him to lead her on. Her offer provided an opportunity for physical release, but he simply couldn’t drum up the desire to sleep with the woman, which was a rarity for him. Maybe he was more depressed than he’d thought.
"I appreciate the offer, but unfortunately I have to get back to the office. I left the payroll files unfinished earlier, and there’ll be a mutiny if my staff don’t get their paychecks on time."
Her pink lips dipped into a little pout and she sighed.
"Well I guess that’s understandable. I know I’d be upset if I didn’t get paid when I should. Maybe another time? I really did have fun tonight and, well...you are one sexy wolf."
She’d had a good time? Really? He pasted on a smile but slid his hands back when she reached across the table. "Thank you. I...it was an evening to remember." He stood and went around the table to pull out her chair. There was nothing to prevent him from being a gentleman to the end. Shaun prided himself on always treating his dates right.
He walked her out to her car and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek. "Have a nice night."
"You too." She placed her hand on Shaun’s shoulder. "I’m not going to see you again, am I?"
Shaun’s shoulders dropped a little. He felt bad that she’d seen through his attempt at a polite rebuff. "You’ll see me around, but..."
"No mating magic, huh? You know, that’s okay. I don’t mind if I’m not your mate. We could still have a good time together?"
Well, shit. How do you politely tell a woman that you’re just not that into her?
"We could, but I’m beyond the point in my life when I’m looking for a good time. I don’t want to lead you on, or prevent you from finding the person you’re supposed to be with." There, that sounded good, right?
If you look up the word conundrum in the dictionary, there should be Trina’s photo next to the description. Her multifaceted personality has left her friends scratching their heads in wonder. A scientist with a passion for history, music and photography she loves to travel and experience new places but is terminally shy around people she doesn’t know.
Trina has been devouring romance novels since her tender teenage years. In 2007 she finally took the initiative to write down one of stories that had been rattling around her head for years. Her choices in reading and writing material are as diverse as her iTunes library, which contains music from Mozart to Metallica. Her one concession is all stories must have a happily ever after ending. Did we mention she’s incurably romantic?
Reviewed by Night Owl Romance Reviews
Only two who are truly destined for one another will find a way to stitch together the ragged edges of their souls and become complete.
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Reviewed by Romance Junkies Reviews
I thoroughly enjoyed ONLY A MATE'S TOUCH and eagerly anticipate getting my hands on a copy of THE TASTE OF DEVOTION. This is a series that has completely captured my attention and imagination and...
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