Have A Little Faith in Me
(Contemporary Erotic Romance)
BLURB: Book Two of the DuChamps' Dynasty Series.
Book One, Been Loving You Too Long is available at Amazon.
On the surface, Kaitlyn DuChamps is everything Grant Ashworth despises—a spoiled heiress with a bad attitude serving out her sentence on the farm as she tries to meet the terms of her uncle’s will. Brat or not, there’s no denying that she’s beautiful. Even as they snap at one another, he wants her, and it doesn’t take long for him to realize that there is far more to Kaitlyn than she wants the world to see.
Kaitlyn wears her bad attitude like the armor that it is. She forged it herself from the ugliness, from the pain and betrayal of her past. No one gets in, no one sees the real her, and no one gets past her carefully constructed defenses. Even as she gives in to the heat between them, to a passion with Grant unlike anything she has ever experienced, Kaitlyn tries to keep her emotional distance.
But Grant sees through her, digging at her secrets, chipping away at the walls...and when her past comes calling, she has to decide just how much she trusts him.
On the surface, Kaitlyn DuChamps is everything Grant Ashworth despises—a spoiled heiress with a bad attitude serving out her sentence on the farm as she tries to meet the terms of her uncle’s will. Brat or not, there’s no denying that she’s beautiful. Even as they snap at one another, he wants her, and it doesn’t take long for him to realize that there is far more to Kaitlyn than she wants the world to see.
Kaitlyn wears her bad attitude like the armor that it is. She forged it herself from the ugliness, from the pain and betrayal of her past. No one gets in, no one sees the real her, and no one gets past her carefully constructed defenses. Even as she gives in to the heat between them, to a passion with Grant unlike anything she has ever experienced, Kaitlyn tries to keep her emotional distance.
But Grant sees through her, digging at her secrets, chipping away at the walls...and when her past comes calling, she has to decide just how much she trusts him.
Excerpt:
Grant Ashworth stood in
the small crowd of people outside the baggage claim area, watching the gate for
the latest pain in his ass. He didn’t personally know Kaitlyn DuChamps, but he
knew of her. With her face plastered all over the tabloids and her party
lifestyle, detailed by every vulture on television and every rag at the grocery
store checkout stand, it was hard not to.
Recalling his promise to
his mother of how he would be nice, he tried to keep an open mind. It wasn’t
easy. As a general rule, and in spite of his own affluence, Grant didn’t really
get on with the old money set. Of course, he hadn’t been born to it.
When he saw her striding
towards him, her heels clicking on the tile floor and her body draped in
designer clothes, he forced himself to bite back a curse. Definitely a princess
with a capital P. From her gigantic sunglasses to her pointy-toed stilettos,
she was a woman made to wreak havoc and misery on men. She would also be his
responsibility for the next three months.
“Son of a bitch,” he
muttered. With his cowboy hat in one hand, he ran his other hand through his
hair in a gesture of annoyance as old as time. Steeling himself, he moved
towards her. “Ms. DuChamps?”
She stopped in her
tracks. Even without removing her sunglasses, he could feel her gaze traveling
over him. She looked him up and down, and he felt it when she summarily
dismissed him. Hell, he knew he didn’t look like much in worn jeans and a
T-shirt, with mud still covering his boots and his hair dampened with sweat,
but damned if it didn’t rankle to have her look at him like that.
“Are you the driver?” she
asked.
Staring at her flinty
eyed and unimpressed, his jaw firmed in resentment. “I’m your host, or rather,
my mother is—I’m Grant Ashworth and I was sent here, against my will and better
judgment, to see you to Ash Grove Farms.”
She dropped her shades,
lowering them to peer at him. “Well, Grant Ashworth, Kentucky hospitality isn’t
exactly what I expected. What mode of transportation are we taking? Tractor or
a monster truck that’s a rolling bit of compensation?”
“Is that what you think
of Kentucky?” he demanded, stunned by such blatant snobbery.
“Not Kentucky, no. Just
you,” she replied. “My bags are over there.” She walked past him, strolling
toward the exit on those ridiculous heels.
He turned to watch her
go, not sure whether to be offended or amused. Regardless of whatever he
thought of her personality, her body was poetry in motion.
I ought to leave the damn
bags, he thought. He wouldn’t, of course. Facing his mother after
doing something like that wasn’t high on his list of preferred activities. It
didn’t matter how at even thirty five years old, she could still reduce him to
a quivering boy with nothing more than a hard look and a pointed, elegant
finger. She and Kaitlyn would probably get along just fine.
Grumbling under his
breath, he retrieved the two large suitcases, each of them weighing a ton.
She stood outside the
doors, her hip cocked and her arms folded across her chest, waiting for him,
her full lips pursed in an expression of displeasure.
He moved past her,
heading toward the parking structure with grim determination. “Didn’t anyone
ever tell you your face might freeze like that?”
“Is that what happened to
yours?” There seemed to be a hint of amusement beneath the barb, but her voice
sounded soft and saccharine sweet.
Grant didn’t respond,
just kept walking until he reached the truck. Dropping one bag to the pavement,
he retrieved his keys and pressed the button to disable the locks. He tossed
the suitcases, none too gently into the bed of his truck and waited for her to say
something.
Her only visible response
seemed to be a tightening of her jaw, bared by her short, cropped hair.
He never liked short hair
on women, but the cut worked on her. Her bone structure looked so undeniably
feminine and the edgy haircut only enhanced it. There would be no denying she
was beautiful, but in his experience, that kind of beauty rarely went deeper
than the surface. Rather than open the door for her, something he would normally
do, he simply climbed behind the wheel and waited.
After a few seconds of
stunned silence at his rudeness, she opened the door and climbed in beside him.
While she moved, the oversized black sweater she wore slipped off her shoulder.
The slip revealed the
lacy edge of a camisole in some color he couldn’t identify. It also gave him a
peek at the swell of her breast, not large but perfectly shaped. Looking away,
he gripped the steering wheel in both hands.
“See something you
like?”
“Not really,” he lied. “Just trying to figure out why you’re so
damned full of yourself.”
My Review:
I was given this book by author for
honest review. Kaitlyn and Grant have a combustible relationship right from the
start. Family intrigue concerning wills and inheritances make this an
interesting worthwhile read.
BIO:
Seraphina Donavan is a hopeless romantic with a wicked &
oh-so-dirty mind! Those things, combined with her love of writing, prompted her
to take the leap and transform those fantasies into written words on a page. As
a curvy girl herself, Seraphina has made it a point to celebrate those women
with delicious curves with her work through writing and the hot men who love
them.
She currently has 18 published books & is
working on many more..
Living in Central Kentucky, Seraphina spends her time rescuing stray animals, working for a non-profit agency and dreaming of becoming a best-selling author. She lives in a home that has more character than working parts and enjoys spending time with her fur babies. Feel free to contact her with any questions or thoughts on your mind.. She loves connecting with her readers & hearing from anyone!
Living in Central Kentucky, Seraphina spends her time rescuing stray animals, working for a non-profit agency and dreaming of becoming a best-selling author. She lives in a home that has more character than working parts and enjoys spending time with her fur babies. Feel free to contact her with any questions or thoughts on your mind.. She loves connecting with her readers & hearing from anyone!
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