Lost Love
By Kelly Elliott
(Book 1 – Cowboys and Angels)
Moving back home to my parents’ cattle ranch in Texas
was the last thing I thought I’d be doing.
But, here I stand … in front of my high school
girlfriend. A beautiful, confident woman has replaced the young girl I once
knew and loved. Hell. I’m still in love with her.
Yep. Paxton Monroe was my first love and the one girl
in town who now hated my guts. So much so, Paxton swore her revenge on me if it
took her until the day she died. The
last words she spoke to me were a vow to cut my dick off and shove it down my
throat.
The fight between my heart, my head, and last, but
certainly not least, my dick starts tonight. Because all I can think about is
how I want to be buried so deep inside Paxton she won’t remember how I broke
her heart, or how I left her when she needed me the most.
But who will win? My heart is too broken to listen to
my head. And my dick, yeah it’s not listening to anything or anyone. Not until
it gets what it wants and what it wants is Paxton Monroe.
Lost Love is book one in the Cowboys and Angels Series
Excerpt
Slipping into the truck, she didn’t say a word.
The drive back to her house was silent. It took less than ten minutes,
but it felt like a fucking eternity.
My heart was pounding as I pulled up and put the truck in park.
Paxton sat with her hands folded in her lap. The weight of whatever she wanted
to say was heavy in the truck. The only thing I knew to do was be patient. When
it was clear she wasn’t about to, I opened my mouth to speak, but she beat me
to it.
“Will you come in?”
Okay. That wasn’t what I thought she was going to say.
“Um.”
She closed her eyes and shook her head. “No. What I mean is, will
you let me show you something.”
I wiggled my brows. Paxton let out a soft chuckle before reaching
over and hitting me on the leg.
“That’s not what I meant.”
“Sure, I’d love to come in.”
I jumped out of the truck and jogged around to the passenger side
where I reached my hand out and helped Paxton down. She smiled, and I led the
way to her front door.
When we walked in, she tossed her keys into a small square bowl. My
eyes about popped out of my head; it was the bowl I’d made her in eighth grade
pottery class. I didn’t say anything as I continued to follow her. When she
made her way over to the steps, I paused.
Paxton glared. “I don’t want to sleep with you, Steed. I only want
to show you something.”
My ego took a serious hit, and I couldn’t help the look of
disappointment on my face. Not because I realized I wasn’t going to have sex
with Paxton, because trust me, I was fucking disappointed in that. But because
she didn’t seem to want me. At all.
“Is it something naughty?” I teased while following her up the
stairs.
“No,” she replied with a lighthearted laugh. I could tell she was a
little tipsy with the way she was walking. I had to admit it was nice to have a
bit of lighter banter between us.
“You feel okay, pumpkin?” I asked, watching her ass as she climbed
the stairs.
“Yeah. I think I drank more than I thought I did. I feel a bit
lightheaded.”
My breathing increased with the idea of being in Paxton’s bedroom.
My dick was already thinking of what it wanted to do, and I adjusted myself.
But the moment we walked into her room and she turned on the lights, I knew it
was going to be a battle keeping my hard on at bay.
I scanned the master bedroom. It was done in different shades of
gray. The touches of blue in the room made me smile. It was almost exactly how
we’d talked about all those years ago.
Paxton sat down on the bench at the end of her bed and pulled her
boots off. I stood there with my hands in my pocket still looking around the
room.
“Um, Pax, is there a reason you brought me up to your bedroom or are
you trying to make me fucking crazy?”
Her brows lifted and a small grin tugged at the corner of her mouth.
“You’re going crazy being in here? Why?”
I stared at her like she was insane. “Do you want me to answer that
honestly?”
She slowly nodded. “Always.”
My tongue ran over my lips, and I was suddenly parched. I needed
water. My head was spinning.
Did I tell her the truth? What I was really thinking? Hoping?
Fuck it. What could it hurt?
“I’m going crazy because all I want to do is bury my cock inside you
and stay there all night.”
ABOUT KELLY ELLIOTT
Kelly Elliott is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling contemporary romance author. Since finishing her bestselling Wanted series, Kelly continues to spread her wings while remaining true to her roots and giving readers stories rich with hot protective men, strong women and beautiful surroundings.
Her bestselling works include, Wanted, Broken, Without You, and Unconditional Love, to name just a few.
Kelly has been passionate about writing since she was fifteen. After years of filling journals with stories, she finally followed her dream and published her first novel, Wanted, in November of 2012.
Kelly lives in central Texas with her husband, daughter, and two pups. When she’s not writing, Kelly enjoys reading and spending time with her family. She is down to earth and very in touch with her readers, both on social media and at signings.
To find out more about Kelly and her books, you can find her through her website.
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