This next serialized romance has been on my mind since I wrapped up The Energy Series.
In When Life Gives You Sunsets, readers got to know Esme a little better as she vented to Clarke about a challenging student she was tutoring. Everyone wanted to know more: Would Esme ever get her own story? And what happened with that student’s father?
While The Energy Series was only meant to be two books, Esme’s story was too good not to tell. Enter When Love Just Happens… a single dad and teacher romance.
Esme and Malcolm have always kept things professional, but this summer, as she tutors his son again, things shift. Mason’s behavior is worse than ever, leading to a dinner where Esme and Malcolm cross lines they’ve tried to maintain. What follows is a push-and-pull dynamic that keeps readers hooked.
Check out this snippet from one of the episodes:
MALCOLM
“This is me,” she said, pointing at her car. Esme turned to shake my hand, and I obliged. “Thank you again for tonight. I look forward to seeing the results of our conversation during my next video session with Mason.”
“I’m sure you’ll notice a change.” I nodded with a smile. “I’ll talk to him, and you can keep me posted if I need to follow up with him again.”
She nodded and turned to unlock her car with her key fob.
It was almost a knee-jerk reaction for me to reach for her car door. When I was married to Candace, I never let her touch a door when we went out. After ten years of always opening car doors, restaurant doors, and every other door, it had become a habit.
So that’s what I did, but as I reached for Esme’s door, I moved too close, brushing against her shoulder.
She gasped softly as I grazed her bare skin, and when she glanced over her shoulder at me, our eyes locked.
My eyes dropped to her lips.
She licked them slowly, and something about the way she did that made me not want to step back. I don’t even know how it happened. One second, we were standing there, the next, the space between us disappeared.
My hands found their way to the back of her head, gently pulling her in as my lips crashed against hers.
She didn’t stop me. Why didn’t she stop me?
All I knew was that one breath later, our lips were locked, our tongues were moving together, and a deep groan rumbled from my chest, met by a soft moan from her.
It felt unreal. Even more unreal when she dropped her purse to the sidewalk and turned fully toward me, pressing her back against the top of her car door.
I slipped my hand around her lower back, pulling her body against mine.
Right there, in public, we deepened the kiss. She fisted my shirt, tugging me closer until I could feel every inch of her curves against me.
The kiss was urgent but not rushed, heavy panting and desperate moans all I could hear between us.
The only reason I pulled back was because I needed air.
I gently broke the kiss, and when our eyes met again, Esme pressed a hand to her lips. “Oh, shit.” She closed her eyes, whispering, “Oh my God.”
“I’m sorry,” I breathed, unsure of what else to say.
She glanced down at her purse on the ground, reaching for it at the same time I did. Our hands grazed again, and the touch sent another shock through me, making my body react. And the reaction was very evident from my dick tenting the crotch of my pants.
When I stood back up, Esme’s eyes dropped to my crotch.
“Oh my God,” she whispered again, this time with a moan. “I have to go.”
END OF SNEAK PEEK
There are even cameos from Juliette (When Luke Met Juliette) and Clarke (When Life Gives You Sunsets), which add humor and heartfelt moments.
I have one more serialized story to share with you, one that’s currently ongoing and includes the wedding of Trey and Serenity (In Love, I Trust).
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