Life Unexpected-and a prize
Jenna Baker’s life is near perfect. She’s got an adoring husband, a beautiful son, and a wonderful family, but everything changes in an instant when a trip to pick up her son from his grandparents ends in a horrible car accident, scarring her.
Suddenly, the reality she once had takes an unexpected turn and not all is what it seems. Tough decisions will have to be made when deceit is uncovered, and Jenna has to choose between the life she thought she had with her husband, Or a new life with a man she can’t seem to get out of her head…
Jenna Baker is shaken up after her recovery with a near death experience. As if, being haunted with visions and losing her husband in a car accident weren’t hard enough. Could she be losing her mind? She finally moves on, only to have the husband she thought was dead suddenly reappear.
After the shocking task of convincing Jenna that she’s not seeing his ghost, Tyler becomes overwhelmed with guilt for saving himself and leaving her to almost die. Jenna’s recovery takes its toll while Tyler’s vulnerability gets the best of him. He’s harbouring secrets that will devastate her and as Jenna unravels the truth her life takes an unexpected journey.
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“He’s finally asleep,” she announced, joining Tyler in the living room once more. Jayden had been abnormally hyper throughout the day, and it took longer than usual to put him to bed.
“That’s a miracle. I thought he’d never sleep.” He chuckled, making a place for her beside him. “How are you feeling?”
Tyler still looked worried about her, and she knew he wouldn’t take any chances with her recovery. “I’m fine; you can stop asking. I’ll let you know if I’m not.” She plopped on the couch, snuggling as close to him as possible. “And if you promise to be gentle with me, I was hoping we could catch up a little…”
“Are you serious?” he moaned. “It’s been way too long without you, and there is nothing more that I would rather be doing right now. It’s all I think about. Hell, I’ve even dreamed about it.”
It was obvious he was already hard for her. Leaping at the chance to have him inside her again, she was on top of him in no time. Covering her mouth with his, he responded. Their tongues wrestled and played with each other. She moaned in desperation, wrapping her arms around his lean, muscular shoulders to deepen the kiss to its maximum capacity. She had to touch him. Her hands trailed down his torso. She was on fire for him and had to feel him in her hands. She wanted him in her mouth, and then she wanted him inside as deep as he could go. She stroked his straining cock several times and lifted her hips to feel the friction against her.
“Easy now, Jenna. Any more of this and I’ll finish before we start.” He was breathing hard, and spoke through a clenched jaw to control himself.
“Now we wouldn’t want that.”
He growled his impatience and scooped her up, carrying her to the privacy of their bedroom.
“Tyler, wait.” She was breathless, self-consciousness swept through her as he undressed her. Her body wasn’t the same since the accident. She was thinner from the horrible hospital food and being in a coma. She had scars from her surgery, and she was still tender in other spots, even though she didn’t look half as bad as when she’d first come to.
She blushed, feeling a little silly. Since when had she ever been shy with him? The answer was never. “I’m different now,” she whispered. “With the scars, it’s probably not going to be very pretty to look at.”
He didn’t answer. Instead he continued to undress her until she stood before him completely nude. “Come with me.” He moved her in front of a long mirror and lifted her chin so that she was forced to look at herself. “You’re beautiful, Jenna.” His lips were close to her ear, and his breath was warm and soothing.
It gave her a chill as she leaned into him. “I’m glad you think so.”
“You’re trim.” He continued trailing his hands from her hips up to cup her breasts. “And perky. Perfect, God, Jenna, your breasts are just right the way they lay in my hands.” He tested
their weight in each as he fondled them, stroking his thumbs across her hardened twin peaks.
“Tyler, don’t stop.” Breathless, and weak in the knees, she leaned into his embrace as he teased and tweaked her nipples between his fingers.
She reached back to stroke him, but he moved to stand in front of her instead. Starting with her feet, he gazed at her entire body with lust evident. Looking her in the eyes, he said, “The scars are still healing and barely noticeable. You’ve been through hell, and you’re still so damn sexy.”
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