Return To Passion
Lovers at long last?Behind her good-girl façade, Camille Ryan harboured a secret desire to write erotic romances. When one of her racy stories fell into the wrong hands, she had no choice but to flee her bible-thumping Georgia town. Now her father’s unexpected health scare turns her world upside down and brings the pseudonymous author back home to Fairdell—and to the man she sacrificed her happiness to protect.Remington Krane never got over losing Camille. When he shows up on her doorstep demanding answers, desire once again ignites, culminating in a night of passion they’ve waited years to fulfil. Camille fears the scandalous truth could ruin the business scion’s mayoral bid. But when another woman orchestrates a campaign that could sabotage his second chance with Camille, it’s Remi’s turn to give up everything—except the woman he loves.
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Lovers at long last?
Behind her good-girl facade, Camille Ryan harbored a secret desire to write erotic romances. When one of her racy stories fell into the wrong hands, she had no choice but to flee her Bible-thumping Georgia town. Now her fatherâs unexpected health scare turns her world upside down and brings the pseudonymous author back home to Fairdellâand to the man she sacrificed her happiness to protect.
Remington Krane never got over losing Camille. When he shows up on her doorstep demanding answers, desire once again ignites, culminating in a night of passion theyâve waited years to fulfill. Camille fears the scandalous truth could ruin the business scionâs mayoral bid. But when another woman orchestrates a campaign that could sabotage his second chance with Camille, itâs Remiâs turn to give up everythingâexcept the woman he loves.
âWhy are you here, Remi?â Her voice trembled and she got angry with herself for becoming a blubbering idiot at the mere sight of her former sweetheart.
âThat should be obvious. I came here to see you, Camille.â
âYou wha... Why? I donât undersââ
He didnât wait for her to finish whatever it was she was going to say. He closed the distance between them and didnât hesitate to place his large, warm hands on either side of her neck, using the pads of his thumbs to gently stroke her cheeks as if coaxing her to comply with his unspoken demand.
Shock, lust, confusion and longing snaked its way to every crevice of Camilleâs body. The overwhelming sensations made her dizzy. She was so busy trying to figure out what was going on that she had not even realized that it was already happening. His lips had found hers and he indulged in helping her remember times past.
When she started to respond with soft moans, his fingers curled tightly into the hair at the nape of her neck. Remi pulled back, but only a fraction, leaving their lips achingly close.
As a transplant from a large city to a small town, I found it interesting how impassioned and proud people can be about the place in which they live, especially when everyone knows everyone.
This story is about how the dynamics of a small town can influence the way betrayal and devotion are depicted.
Remington Krane is a man who represents what it means to be successful, loyal and spirited about everything he sets out to do and has done in his hometown. His ex-love, Camille Ryan, spent ten years gaining her success elsewhere, leaving her town behind.
Their separation wonât stop the passion that ignites when Remington steals one kiss, reminding Camille that she is and will always be his, and shows their town how years of beliefs can change when there is unconditional love and passion.
Enjoy!
Carla Buchanan
CARLA BUCHANAN was raised in California, but now lives in the Southern Belle world of Georgia. She likes to use the twists in her life to bring her readers fun, edgy and contemporary romances. She has a small obsession with her craft, and youâd find her any day of the week writing or out and about trying to find inspiration for her next story. She is delighted when readers reach out to her and would love to hear from you. She can be contacted through social media or directly on the contact page on her website at carlabuchanan.com.
To my husband, Isaiah Buchanan, who constantly teases me about my love for words but never asks me to stop writing them. Thanks for all youâve done in helping me reach my goals. I love you!
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Camille Ryan swung her desk chair around, not wanting to look at the computer screen one moment longer. Sheâd been in a state of mini writerâs block all day long. She was stuck on this one scene and she didnât know why since she knew exactly where she wanted the story to go. Why was she so off tonight? Something was niggling at her and she couldnât seem to focus on anything, especially not writing. She was having one of those feelings you get when you know something is wrong, you just donât know what that something is.
Camille had often had feelings that she knew were something more, maybe a keener womenâs intuition, but ignored them. Her father said that it was her intuition telling her something; she just had to figure out what it was. According to her father, her mother had been the same way. Camille wondered if it was the truth since sheâd never had a chance to meet Elaine Ryan. Her mother had died during childbirth and it had been her and her father ever since. Well, it used to be, until Camille had moved to New York when she was eighteen years old. She and her dad werenât as close as they used to be. It was only natural, she figured. After all, she couldnât take care of him forever, though she probably wouldâve stayed closer to home if she had not gotten the internship in New York or hadnât been trying to do the right thing by the people she loved the most... Well, she wouldnât think about that situation right now. It was buried long ago so there was no need to bring old feelings of guilt bubbling to the surface.
