Unplanned
Love
Jenkins
& Sons Construction Book 4
by
Sharon C. Cooper
Genre:
Contemporary Romance
Liam
Jenkins hasn’t given up on the idea of marriage. However, he’s
closed his heart to his impulsive, force of nature, ex-fiancée. He’s
moved on. But Charlee Fenlon is kryptonite to his common sense,
and his resolve is no match for the explosive passion that still
brews between them.
Liam,
the stable, overprotective, loving man is everything Charlee wants in
a husband. Yet, years ago she sacrificed
his love for her career and a shot at becoming the CEO of her
father’s company. But she’s still in love with Liam.
And when a twist of fate leads to a second chance, Charlee’s going
for broke to win him back.
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A slow smile spread across Charlee’s mouth. Surely, he knew telling her to stop doing something
was like telling her to go for it. Most people would be sympathetic to the apparent battle going on
inside of him. She wasn’t most people. Happiness bubbled inside of her at the thought that she was
making him crazy.
was like telling her to go for it. Most people would be sympathetic to the apparent battle going on
inside of him. She wasn’t most people. Happiness bubbled inside of her at the thought that she was
making him crazy.
Served him right. The way she’d been missing him had been just as much torture, and she was
glad he’d been experiencing it, too. Heck, she was so elated, a happy dance on top of the counter
in only her underwear seemed in order. But she wouldn’t. At least not today.
glad he’d been experiencing it, too. Heck, she was so elated, a happy dance on top of the counter
in only her underwear seemed in order. But she wouldn’t. At least not today.
“Okay, now that we got that out in the open, let’s talk.”
He whipped his head around so fast it was a wonder it didn’t roll off of his neck.
“Are you kidding me? We just talked. I just talked.”
Charlee burst out laughing. She laughed even harder when he rolled his eyes and poured himself
another cup of coffee. If it was left up to Liam, he’d probably never talk.
another cup of coffee. If it was left up to Liam, he’d probably never talk.
“Okay, okay, I’ll do the talking and you’ll listen, something you’re really good at anyway. But
there’s just one thing.”
there’s just one thing.”
Just as he brought the mug up to his lips, Charlee took it from him and set it on the counter next
to the stove. She tugged on the front of his shirt, and Liam lifted a questioning brow but allowed
her to pull him closer. His dark, piercing eyes met hers.
to the stove. She tugged on the front of his shirt, and Liam lifted a questioning brow but allowed
her to pull him closer. His dark, piercing eyes met hers.
They wanted the same thing.
Her body hummed with need and her nipples tightened at the burning desire illuminating in his
eyes. When his gaze volleyed from her eyes to her mouth, Charlee couldn’t resist any longer.
She raised up on tiptoe and gently pressed her lips to his, anxious to see if that spark that they
once shared was still there.
eyes. When his gaze volleyed from her eyes to her mouth, Charlee couldn’t resist any longer.
She raised up on tiptoe and gently pressed her lips to his, anxious to see if that spark that they
once shared was still there.
A jolt of electricity raced over her skin and excitement pulsed through her veins as her senses
leaped to life.
leaped to life.
Yep, that spark is still there.
She might’ve started the kiss, but Liam quickly took over. One of his strong arms encircled her
waist and he pulled her tight against his body while his other hand gripped the back of her neck.
His tongue swept into her mouth with a soul-reaching urgency that had Charlee gripping the back
of his shirt, holding on for dear life.
waist and he pulled her tight against his body while his other hand gripped the back of her neck.
His tongue swept into her mouth with a soul-reaching urgency that had Charlee gripping the back
of his shirt, holding on for dear life.
She wasn’t surprised by her own eager response. Each time she’d seen him, she’d wanted to kiss
him, taste him, be reminded of how perfect his mouth felt against hers. She wanted to be locked
in his arms again and finally, finally she was right where she wanted to be if only for a minute.
him, taste him, be reminded of how perfect his mouth felt against hers. She wanted to be locked
in his arms again and finally, finally she was right where she wanted to be if only for a minute.
When the kiss ended, a whoosh of air burst from her lungs and Charlee steadied herself, trying
to exude some level of coolness. She didn’t want him to see how much the kiss affected her.
to exude some level of coolness. She didn’t want him to see how much the kiss affected her.
The left corner of his juicy lips quirked up. “I wondered if you’d taste the same,” he said huskily.
“Well, did I?” she asked, her voice shakier than she would’ve preferred.
His gaze lowered to her mouth and settled there for a while before reaching her eyes again.
“I think I need another sample before I can form an official answer.
“I think I need another sample before I can form an official answer.
Award-winning
and bestselling author, Sharon C. Cooper, is a romance-a-holic -
loving anything that involves romance with a happily-ever-after,
whether in books, movies, or real life. Sharon writes contemporary
romance, as well as romantic suspense and enjoys rainy days, carpet
picnics, and peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. She’s been
nominated for numerous awards and is the recipient of an Emma Award
for Romantic Suspense of the Year 2015 (Truth or Consequences), Emma
Award - Interracial Romance of the Year 2015 (All You’ll Ever
Need), and BRAB (book club) Award -Breakout Author of the Year 2014.
When Sharon is not writing or working, she’s hanging out with her
amazing husband, doing volunteer work or reading a good book (a
romance of course). To read more about Sharon and her novels,
www.sharoncooper.net
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