Title: Ridge (Wild #2)
Author: Adriane Leigh
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: March 3, 2014
Synopsis
Sometimes doing the wrong thing feels so right...
I'm a player. I'm an asshole. I'm someone you should stay away from.
I have demons.
I've made mistakes.
And the biggest can't be taken back.
I've gone to hell and back in twenty-nine years and I'm only now coming to terms with moving forward, righting my wrongs, and making amends. Except not everyone deserves forgiveness. Sometimes the damage done is beyond repair.
Everyday is exactly the same. I focus on the pain, in the quest to feel and forget, but I remember everything. When I close my eyes the darkness encroaches and some days it feels like the things that kill me are the things that make me feel alive.
*Ridge, like Wild, is a standalone.
Reading Wild first will provide some back story, but is not required to read Ridge
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Wild (Wild #1)
Excerpt
"Come
here.” I pulled her into my arms. She shook and trembled, without saying a
word. I stroked her back, down her long hair and sucked in the heady scent of
her damp skin clinging to me.
"I
brought food. It’s going to be all right, My,” I murmured against her cheek
before I glanced down to see a river of red streaking the tile grout.
Jesus Christ
what was happening?
"Mia.” I
swallowed and pulled at her hand, the one clenched in a tight fist. "Fuck
Mia, give me your hand.” I pried her fingers open to find a razor blade cutting
into her palm.
"I tried
not to, I didn’t want to, but I’m losing it.” She sobbed and dropped the razor
from her hand. It fell in her lap, bright red marring the fluffy white towel
wrapped around her.
My hands shook
as I looked around for something to wrap her hand in. I had to stop the
bleeding. I didn’t know anything about this. Was it too deep? Did she need
stitches? Fuck, maybe I should call an ambulance.
"Jesus,
Mia, you should have called me.” I pulled my shirt over my head and wrapped it
around her open palm, pressing to stop the bleeding.
"I was
just holding the razor so tight, I didn't even realize that it cut me.”
"I know,
baby.” I rained kisses across her forehead.
A soft sob
escaped her throat.
"If it
happens again, call me. Talk to me. Take it out on me, baby. I’m here
for you. I know this is so fucking hard but you’re not alone, I’m here, My.”
She licked her
lips and her deep green eyes turned up to me. Silent tears fell as I held her
cut hand in my own.
"Christ,
come here.” I heaved her into my arms and carried her out the door and laid her
on the bed.
"Listen
to me. I’m taking you somewhere tomorrow. Therapy, whatever you need. Take the
time off work, you went back too soon, I shouldn’t have left you alone, fuck.”
I was rambling, but I was terrified. I’d never seen her like this. Despondent,
empty, numb. Jesus Christ, my beautiful, fiery girl was numb.
"Losing
her, it just brought me back. After Josh killed himself, they disappeared. They
were there, but they weren't.”
"I know,
baby. I know.” I rocked her across my lap on the bed.
"Let me
be strong for you. Let me take the pain away. Remember what we used to do,
baby? The pain, the pleasure? I’ll be that for you, again. Take it out on me.”
Her eyes held mine, passion surged before she
straddled my waist, wrapped her fingers in my hair and pressed her lips to me
in a punishing kiss.
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