Tangela didnât have the strength to turn away from his touch. The truth was she craved him. Like wine. Like chocolate. Like sensuous lovemaking.
Caressing her cheeks with the back of his fingers, he weakened her resolve. Then, the unthinkable. Their lips came together in a passion-filled reunion. His kissâhis sweet, gentle kiss, was like balm on her wounded heart and soothed away her deepest pain.
Desire gripped her, filled her, swallowed her whole. His lips moved beautifully, expertly over her mouth. Tangela didnât feel as if any of this was real. They were enemies. Bitter, angry exes who couldnât stand each other. Theyâd had a volatile breakup, and before last month they hadnât laid eyes on each other in two years.
But when she felt his tongue inside her mouth, seeking her own, Tangela slanted her head to the right, hungry for more.
has a bachelorâs degree in Christian education and has been writing short stories since elementary school. Her love for African-American fiction and literature prompted her to actively pursue a career in writing romance. When sheâs not reading or working on her latest novel, sheâs watching basketball, cooking or planning her next vacation. Pamela lives in Calgary, Canada, with her handsome husband and adorable daughter.
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I miss you and think about you every single day.
Dear Reader,
Destiny can be delayed, but never deniedâ¦.
Love is a powerful drug. It can make a sister break out in song, or cause a perfectly sane man to lose his mind. And thatâs exactly what happens to Warrick Carver when he spots his ex-girlfriend, Tangela Howard, at a Las Vegas costume party. Not only has she lost weight, colored her hair and squeezed into a skintight Catwoman costume, sheâs sashaying around the room on the arm of another man. So whatâs a rich, successful architect to do? Scheme his way back into her life, thatâs what!
I hope you enjoy Tangela and Warrickâs story in Love on the Rocks, and getting the chance to catch up with Sage and Marshall from Games of the Heart. Donât worry, youâll be seeing other cameos from your favorite characters in the near future. Iâve revamped my Web site, and Iâm running a Valentineâs Day contest, so please come visit me at www.pamelayaye.com.
Stay tuned for my next Kimani Romance, Pleasure for Two, coming out in November 2010.
Until next time,
Pamela Yaye
I dedicate this book to all of the people I love: my darling husband, Jean-Claude, and my daughter, Aysiah. My amazing parents, Daniel and Gwendolyn Odidison. My super-cool siblings, Kenneth and Bettey Odidison. And all my friends and relatives near and far.
Love on the Rocks is my seventh Kimani Press romance novel, and Iâm proud to be part of such a supportive, hardworking team. Sha-Shana Crichton and Kelli Martin continue to help me create strong, engaging stories, and Iâm thankful to have two fabulous sistas in my corner. May God bless you both.
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Twenty
Chapter Twenty-One
Chapter Twenty-Two
Chapter Twenty-Three
Warrick Carver strode off the elevator onto the twentieth floor of Truman Enterprises. He radiated success, and his brisk gait suggested he was a man of purpose. Walking tall, he pushed open the glass door, nodding to the robust security guard keeping watch over the suites of luxury offices. Polished-looking in a wool suit and an azure tie, he approached the reception area, wearing a wide smile that crippled every woman within a one-mile radius.
Energized by the pungent aroma of Colombian coffee, he mentally reviewed his morning schedule. A budget meeting, a visit to one of the construction sites and an afternoon conference call to Japan. His head throbbed just thinking about it.
Peals of girlish laughter punctured the air. His personal assistant, Payton Ellis, and three female associates were gathered around her desk in a tight circle clucking like a band of chickens. Warrick couldnât see what they were looking at, but it incited nods, murmurs and shrieks of delight. On any other day, heâd overlook their impromptu coffee break and make a beeline for his office, but the Human Resources manager was due any minute, and he didnât want the overbearing warlord to catch anyone slacking off.
âBack to work, ladies.â No sense antagonizing his employees, he decided, keeping his tone light. âYou can finish up your discussion at lunch.â
âGuess whoâs on the cover of People magazine?â Payton asked, wearing a cheeky grin.
Shrugging nonchalantly, Warrick joked, âI donât know. J-Lo and the twins?â Celebrity gossip didnât interest him, but Payton made it her business to know what was happening in the lives of the rich and famous. It didnât matter how many times he told her he didnât care where Bono ate lunch or who Naomi Campbell had bitch-slapped, she chattered incessantly about her favorite stars as if they were her closest friends.