Chasing Dreams
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And this time, as Tessa said the words, he drove into her, punctuating every word with a punishing thrust while Tessa’s body bowed, her hands moving behind his head, her fingers finding their way into his hair.
“Now come for me, darlin’.”
“Cooper!”
Yep, that’s exactly what he’d been waiting for.
The End
Books by Nicole Edwards
The Club Destiny Series:
Conviction
Temptation
Addicted
Seduction
Infatuation
Captivated
Devotion
The Alluring Indulgence Series:
Kaleb
Zane
Travis
The Devil’s Bend Series:
Chasing Dreams
Nicole would love to hear from you:
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Acknowledgements
To my amazing husband: First and foremost, you are what motivates me each and every day. Your love and support is more than I ever could’ve imagined. You are the love of my life and my soul mate. I love you.
To my readers: Every day I receive the most amazing emails and letters from those of you who have read my books. I’m moved in more ways than you will ever know by your kind words and your stories. It is a blessing that I can do this and I have every single one of you to thank for it, but to have the opportunity to interact on a more personal level is the most wonderful feeling in the world. Thank you.
Nicole-Nation: As always, you ladies keep me going every single day. The compassion and love that you show me and each other is inspiring. I love you all from the bottom of my heart.
Keep reading for an excerpt from:
Kaleb
An Alluring Indulgence Novel
Nicole Edwards
Kaleb: Chapter One
“Are you fucking kidding?” Kaleb could barely make out his youngest brothers words as Zane doubled over in laughter.
“Hell, no. I’m dead serious. Sawyer was standing on the side of the road, holding up a sign that said ‘will work for sex’. I shit you not,” Kaleb finished pouring his coffee before taking his mug back to his desk, dodging Zane in the process.
Hello? This was Sawyer Walker they were talking about, so Kaleb shouldn’t have been all that surprised really. But, he’d been hard pressed to keep his jaw out of his lap as he drove past his brother standing shirtless, wearing jeans and shit kickers while standing on the side of the road holding up the damn sign. To top it off, there was a truck full of women pulled over talking to him.
“You know Dad’s gonna be pissed when he sees it,” Zane doubled over in another fit of laughter.
Kaleb wasn’t all that worried about their father and what he thought about Sawyer’s wild and crazy antics. It was their mother they actually had to worry about. Curtis Walker would laugh right along with Zane, but Lorrie Walker would be fit to be tied.
But that was Sawyer for you. At thirty three, he wasn’t supposed to be the wildest of the seven of them, but he even gave Zane a run for his money.
The screen door slammed and Zane sat upright, immediately choking on his laughter. As Travis made his way into the small kitchen, Kaleb barely suppressed a groan.
“What’s going on?” The oldest of the seven Walker brothers wasn’t smiling, and Kaleb had a feeling he wouldn’t find Sawyer’s antics all that funny anyway, so Kaleb kept his mouth shut.
“Sawyer’s down on Main and First half-dressed holding up a sign,”
“Fuck,” Kaleb muttered and pinned his brother with a death glare. “Seriously, Zane?”
He was met with a shrug.
Telling Travis anything that didn’t pertain to Walker Demolition was like telling their mother as far as Kaleb was concerned. The oldest of the Walker boys at thirty five, Travis had turned into an old man in recent years – at least as far as his mood was concerned.
“Fuck,” Travis groaned as he turned to the coffee pot sitting on the counter. “When will he ever grow up?”
Today, just like any other day, Kaleb was going to give Travis a wide berth, not to mention, knock Zane upside his head for telling on Sawyer. “Likely never if I had to guess,” Kaleb chimed in, knowing that was the only sufficient answer.
“Did you hear back from Carl Stranford?” Travis glanced over his shoulder at Kaleb before returning his attention to pouring his coffee. “You were going by his house yesterday?”
Suddenly wishing he’d had more coffee, Kaleb rubbed his hand over the back of his neck trying to squeeze some of the tension out. Not that there ever was a good time to have this conversation with Travis, but now certainly wasn’t it.
“Yeah,” He definitely stopped by Carl’s, just like he had several times that week, but his brief conversation hadn’t resulted in anything other than the expected ‘Let me think about it, Kaleb, and get back with you.’
“Shit,” Travis groaned again, obviously knowing what that response had been before Kaleb even had to say it out loud. “That man keeps stalling, and I don’t know what the hell for. You’d think he’d be ready to sell off a portion of that land by now. He’s all but lost every one of his crops and to tell you the truth, I’m getting damn tired of waiting,”
And if Carl didn’t do something soon, he’d lose a lot more than just his crops, but Kaleb wasn’t going to share that with Travis just yet. Until he had the chance to talk to Zoey about it, he wasn’t ready to spread the devastating news.
Not to mention, it wouldn’t matter what he told Travis because until he had a firm agreement from Carl, none of it mattered. His oldest brother would just get even more pissed off than he already was.
Walker Demolition – the company Kaleb and his brothers had built from the ground up – had grown leaps and bounds over the last few years, and instead of being content with what they’d built, Travis was ready to venture in another direction, expand their horizon’s he’d said.
Instead of focusing solely on tearing shit up, Travis had come up with the idea to build a resort. Not that Kaleb didn’t think it was a brilliant idea because he did. He was just content with the tearing shit up part.
“Now come for me, darlin’.”
“Cooper!”
Yep, that’s exactly what he’d been waiting for.
The End
Books by Nicole Edwards
The Club Destiny Series:
Conviction
Temptation
Addicted
Seduction
Infatuation
Captivated
Devotion
The Alluring Indulgence Series:
Kaleb
Zane
Travis
The Devil’s Bend Series:
Chasing Dreams
Nicole would love to hear from you:
NicoleEAuthor
Author.Nicole.Edwards
nicedwardsauthor
And don’t forget to sign up for Nicole’s monthly newsletter on her website or on Facebook.
Acknowledgements
To my amazing husband: First and foremost, you are what motivates me each and every day. Your love and support is more than I ever could’ve imagined. You are the love of my life and my soul mate. I love you.
To my readers: Every day I receive the most amazing emails and letters from those of you who have read my books. I’m moved in more ways than you will ever know by your kind words and your stories. It is a blessing that I can do this and I have every single one of you to thank for it, but to have the opportunity to interact on a more personal level is the most wonderful feeling in the world. Thank you.
Nicole-Nation: As always, you ladies keep me going every single day. The compassion and love that you show me and each other is inspiring. I love you all from the bottom of my heart.
Keep reading for an excerpt from:
Kaleb
An Alluring Indulgence Novel
Nicole Edwards
Kaleb: Chapter One
“Are you fucking kidding?” Kaleb could barely make out his youngest brothers words as Zane doubled over in laughter.
“Hell, no. I’m dead serious. Sawyer was standing on the side of the road, holding up a sign that said ‘will work for sex’. I shit you not,” Kaleb finished pouring his coffee before taking his mug back to his desk, dodging Zane in the process.
Hello? This was Sawyer Walker they were talking about, so Kaleb shouldn’t have been all that surprised really. But, he’d been hard pressed to keep his jaw out of his lap as he drove past his brother standing shirtless, wearing jeans and shit kickers while standing on the side of the road holding up the damn sign. To top it off, there was a truck full of women pulled over talking to him.
“You know Dad’s gonna be pissed when he sees it,” Zane doubled over in another fit of laughter.
Kaleb wasn’t all that worried about their father and what he thought about Sawyer’s wild and crazy antics. It was their mother they actually had to worry about. Curtis Walker would laugh right along with Zane, but Lorrie Walker would be fit to be tied.
But that was Sawyer for you. At thirty three, he wasn’t supposed to be the wildest of the seven of them, but he even gave Zane a run for his money.
The screen door slammed and Zane sat upright, immediately choking on his laughter. As Travis made his way into the small kitchen, Kaleb barely suppressed a groan.
“What’s going on?” The oldest of the seven Walker brothers wasn’t smiling, and Kaleb had a feeling he wouldn’t find Sawyer’s antics all that funny anyway, so Kaleb kept his mouth shut.
“Sawyer’s down on Main and First half-dressed holding up a sign,”
“Fuck,” Kaleb muttered and pinned his brother with a death glare. “Seriously, Zane?”
He was met with a shrug.
Telling Travis anything that didn’t pertain to Walker Demolition was like telling their mother as far as Kaleb was concerned. The oldest of the Walker boys at thirty five, Travis had turned into an old man in recent years – at least as far as his mood was concerned.
“Fuck,” Travis groaned as he turned to the coffee pot sitting on the counter. “When will he ever grow up?”
Today, just like any other day, Kaleb was going to give Travis a wide berth, not to mention, knock Zane upside his head for telling on Sawyer. “Likely never if I had to guess,” Kaleb chimed in, knowing that was the only sufficient answer.
“Did you hear back from Carl Stranford?” Travis glanced over his shoulder at Kaleb before returning his attention to pouring his coffee. “You were going by his house yesterday?”
Suddenly wishing he’d had more coffee, Kaleb rubbed his hand over the back of his neck trying to squeeze some of the tension out. Not that there ever was a good time to have this conversation with Travis, but now certainly wasn’t it.
“Yeah,” He definitely stopped by Carl’s, just like he had several times that week, but his brief conversation hadn’t resulted in anything other than the expected ‘Let me think about it, Kaleb, and get back with you.’
“Shit,” Travis groaned again, obviously knowing what that response had been before Kaleb even had to say it out loud. “That man keeps stalling, and I don’t know what the hell for. You’d think he’d be ready to sell off a portion of that land by now. He’s all but lost every one of his crops and to tell you the truth, I’m getting damn tired of waiting,”
And if Carl didn’t do something soon, he’d lose a lot more than just his crops, but Kaleb wasn’t going to share that with Travis just yet. Until he had the chance to talk to Zoey about it, he wasn’t ready to spread the devastating news.
Not to mention, it wouldn’t matter what he told Travis because until he had a firm agreement from Carl, none of it mattered. His oldest brother would just get even more pissed off than he already was.
Walker Demolition – the company Kaleb and his brothers had built from the ground up – had grown leaps and bounds over the last few years, and instead of being content with what they’d built, Travis was ready to venture in another direction, expand their horizon’s he’d said.
Instead of focusing solely on tearing shit up, Travis had come up with the idea to build a resort. Not that Kaleb didn’t think it was a brilliant idea because he did. He was just content with the tearing shit up part.
