P.S. I Love You
Genre: M/F, Contemporary Romance
First love is always better the second time around.
Basil Manning is happy with his life now that he’s given up on love. He has everything he needs…the houses he’s building, the mansion he’s renovating, and his Bernese Mountain Dog, Crash. In spite of his mother’s insistent attempts to see him married, Basil plans on staying a bachelor. That is, until he finds himself face-to-face with the woman who once broke his heart.
Healing from a long-term relationship that turned abusive, Meg Cooper has flung herself into running her eclectic shop, The Pink Moose. She can’t afford complications, and the too-hot-for-his-own-good Basil Manning, her one time almost fiancé, is definitely a complication. But that irresistible pull between them isn’t over…not by a long shot. If she’s not careful, she’ll break both their hearts…again.
I stood, touching my lips as I watched from the back door of my apartment as Basil’s truck pulled out of the parking lot. He kissed me! He told me he was going to, and my God, he kissed me with enough passion for ten men.
But I spooked or something. It didn’t feel like it was the right thing to do and I asked him to stop, knowing where things would have ended up. The feelings were still there, but somehow different. We were both adults now. We’d both experienced sex on our own and were no longer the two naïve teenagers we once were. Something from that kiss told me once I let him in, he’d be there for me always. Was this what I wanted?
The familiar ping of my phone beckoned me back to reality. I pulled it out of my purse and stared at the screen.
Dinner tomorrow? It’s Saturday. You can meet Crash, and I have something of interest to show you at the old house.
R U texting and driving, young man? I grinned at my comeback as I hit Send.
Not to worry. I pulled over.
You have me curious, and I would love to meet Crash.
I’ll call you after I pick up dog and get him settled at home.
I tapped my nail against the phone, pondering my reply. I’ll be waiting.
Hearts and happy-face images followed.
I wandered deeper into my apartment, setting my purse down on the kitchen table. I still had the bottle of water he’d given me at his place. I took it along with my phone into the living room and sank into the comfy couch.
It suddenly dawned on me—someone had been in the apartment. The lid to my laptop was open, something I never did. But who? Worst yet, were they still here? I grabbed the baseball bat I kept by the back door and tiptoed through the apartment. I opened every closet, peered under the bed and behind doors until I was satisfied I was alone.
My nerves were rattled by the idea of someone being brazen enough to trespass into my private domain. But who? Time to get the locks changed. Better still, time to perhaps consider installing a security system both in the apartment and the shop.
Writing romance stories with passion and sass, Jamie Salisbury has seen several of her books soar to #1 on Amazon. Her books are self published. Music, traveling the globe and history are among her passions when not writing. Her previous career in public relations in and around the entertainment field has afforded her with a treasure trove of endless story ideas.