Holding Holly (Love And Football Series) - Plot & Excerpts
“Who are you?” “I’m a guest here.” She motioned in the direction of the house. “My name is V—” “Are you indeed?” His expression altered then, sliding over her with something bordering belligerence. “No one mentioned that you were an American.” Before she could process that statement—or why he should be told of anything—she felt a hot puff of breath on her neck. The insolent man released a shout and lunged. Hard hands grabbed her shoulders. She resisted, struggling and twisting until they both lost their balance. Then they were falling. She registered this with a sick sense of dread. He grunted, turning slightly so that he took the brunt of the fall. They landed with her body sprawled over his. Her nose was practically buried in his chest. A pleasant smelling chest. She inhaled leather and horseflesh and the warm saltiness of male skin. He released a small moan of pain. She lifted her face to observe his grimace and felt a stab of worry. Absolutely misplaced considering this situation was his fault, but there it was nonetheless.
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