Read an excerpt from Finding a Husband by Kristen Casey
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Molly O’Connell does not need a man. Boston is filled with men, few of them reliable. What she does need is a job, and she knows exactly which one she wants—there’s a law firm hiring down in Wilmington, North Carolina, and it’s an ideal opportunity. Warm weather, pristine beaches, a reliable paycheck…how could she go wrong? Heck, her brother-in-law has even hooked her up with a tour guide. It’s perfect.
Jake Alexander knows Molly is off-limits. Man, does he ever know. But when he agreed to show her around town as a favor to a friend, he never expected her to be quite so incredible. Gorgeous. Unforgettable. And his total inability to think of anything but her is going to be trouble with a capital T. Molly, bless her heart, is interviewing with his dad’s law firm—and if his guess is right, she’s a shoo-in. And Jake…well, he’s sort of engaged. God help him, he probably should have mentioned that right from the beginning.
Why does Molly have to fall for the one man in creation she shouldn’t want? And can she make a life for herself in this new place without him? Wait and see.
Book Three in the Second Chances series. This book contains no cliff hangers, no cheating, and one guaranteed happily-ever-after!
Excerpt
The pool sparkled in its frame of white pavers—a gleaming blue rectangle beckoning from the lawn. Molly was nearly running, she was walking toward it so fast. He chuckled. This might’ve been the best idea he’d had all week.
And that impression went double once she started stripping. She didn’t even wait for him—just toed off her sandals and shucked her jeans, dropping them on a chaise lounge angled toward the afternoon sun. In a minute more, her shirt was up and over her head—Jake caught the briefest glimpse of a demure set of pale pink lingerie—and then Molly was airborne, jumping feet-first into the deep end. She swam underwater like a mermaid, finally coming up for air near the center of the pool. Her hair was slicked back on her skull, as shining and dark as melted chocolate. Jake was frozen to the spot by So. Much. Molly. All on display for him. God—she was really, really wet.
She grinned up at him, splashing some water his way. “Come on, what are you waiting for? You big chicken!”
Jake’s lungs rediscovered that great thing called air. He stalked closer, sat on the chaise, and pulled off his t-shirt and boots. Molly tried like hell to maintain her teasing expression but her eyes betrayed her, settling on his chest and staying there. Jake stood slowly, undid his jeans with shaking fingers, and dropped them to the ground. He walked to the edge and looked down at her, knowing Molly would see exactly what she was doing to him—wanting her to see. Jake was hard as a boat mast, and his boxer briefs didn’t hide a thing.
Molly’s face went blank and he watched her swallow, the tendons in her neck shifting and catching the light. She paddled her arms back and forth in the water—once. Twice. Jake flexed his toes and leaped, tucking into a cannonball and landing three feet behind her. He heard the beginning of Molly’s scream half a second before he went under.
Two seconds later, Jake was sucking in air and lunging for her. Molly was too busy swiping the water from her face to see him coming, so he had the advantage. He wrapped her wet, delectable body in his arms and dropped his mouth straight to hers.
Molly met him eagerly, opening her lips and granting him entry. Jake’s tongue dove hard and deep, dancing with hers in the hottest kiss they’d shared yet—and that was really saying something. Her bra and panties had gone mostly sheer now that they were soaked, and the combination of that peekaboo effect and all of her wet, glorious skin sliding against his was driving Jake wild. He pulled her legs around his waist and kissed and kissed her. Never, ever wanting it to end. Molly hung on tight, her ankles locked together at his lower back and her arms snug around his neck. Somehow, instead of feeling caged, it made Jake feel free. Like he’d made it out of prison and into the great wide world beyond.
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About Kristen Casey
Kristen Casey writes heartfelt contemporary romances with plenty of heat, relatable characters, and witty dialogue. She lives in Maryland with her husband, two kids, and assorted cats, and in her free time enjoys all things crafty—especially projects she discovers on Pinterest.
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