Wanting to expand his reach, Simon Danbury takes his Lift seminars to Africa. And what better place to start than small town South Africa.
Can the man with no future save the woman without a past?
At seventeen, a tragic accident left Mila Evans, orphaned, with no memory… of either her life before her accident or her true self. Moving forward with life, Mila chose to ignore anything and everything before the accident. Never attempting to even try to remember her past life. That is until she met Tariq and simply living no longer suited her. Tariq made her feel, but more than that he pushed her out of her comfort zone, pushed her to want to remember…
A stupid mistake ruined Tariq’s career as a musician. Since then, he has worked hard as a field agent with Ward Security. There was no need to dwell on the stupid things he did when he was young; Tariq is now saving lives… Making a difference. Until Mila steps into his life and reminds him of his true passion: His love of music and performing.
A threat to Mila will force them to either confront their pasts or sacrifice their future together…
He pulled her into his arms. “Good night, Mila.”
She looked up at him, frowning. “What? All that build up. I thought we’d—”
“Screw each other’s brains out?” He didn’t let go of her. “I told you, I want to enjoy you. I want to savour you.”
Mila pulled her bottom lip between her teeth. “So, this is a marathon, not a sprint.” Which was fine, except she was horny as hell.
He tilted his head. “More or less.” He lowered his head to hers, his lips millimetres from hers. “There will be sex. If I have my way, lots of it. But you’re tired.”
She nodded and lifted her face to him. He lowered his face to her. His lips brushed hers before pressing against her mouth. The kiss deepened and ignited her entire body. She had to restrain herself from mounting him. He threaded his hands through her hair, and she let out a gasp, opening her mouth to him. Their tongues danced; the world disappeared. He pushed her against the door, holding her up as she melted into him. His erection was hard and large against her belly. Too soon, he pulled away. They were both panting as he held on to her while she found her footing.
Yeah, they were going to have to take things slow if they were going to enjoy each other. Because , wow, that kiss was explosive. It was more than she imagined, and it still left her wanting more.
He let go of her. “Sweet dreams, Mila.”
About Bailie Hantam
2019 Debut Author, Bailie Hantam, hails from sunny South Africa. She has been writing stories from as early as she can remember. After finally deciding to take it seriously five years ago she finally hit publish in March this year. She writes both Contemporary and Paranormal Romance and the world of Romantic Suspense in 2020.
She is blessed to have a very supportive family who have encouraged her every step of the way. She’s a series binger (of both books and screen); a stationary hoarder and an avid reader. When she’s not writing you can usually find her curled up next to her two border collies either reading or writing in her journal.