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Wherever You Are (KGI #12) by Maya banks I bet the hero is Kyle Phillips the Marin leader under Resnick command, and what makes me think. To save her, he had to betray her In Drake's shadowy world, his enemies would exploit any weakness he had in order to bring him to his knees, and so he's. The Surrender trilogy continues as one woman, haunted by the shadows of the past, explores the possibilities of a new beginning in ways she never could have .

They were his family. Much more so than his own batshit crazy family whom he spent most of his time avoiding. They were his brothers in all the ways that counted. More than blood. Their bond was unbreakable. But it had changed. So in fact he was on the periphery. Still a part, but in a much different, smaller way. For years their motto had been play hard and live free.

Being in a relationship changed a man. It changed his priorities. Ash got that. He understood it. But it left Ash out of the loop. The third wheel. It was especially hard because, until Bethany, Ash and Jace had shared most of their women. More often than not, they fucked the same women.

He was restless and edgy, in search of something, he had no idea what. He was focused. Knew exactly what he wanted at all times and he had the wealth and power to make it happen. But what was the point when he himself had no clue what it was he wanted or needed at present? He scanned the park, taking in the baby strollers being pushed by mothers and nannies.

He tried to picture himself with children and nearly shuddered at the thought. He was thirty-eight, almost thirty-nine, a time when most men had already settled down and produced offspring.

Maybe that was why they hated him so much now. He had more wealth and power than even the old man did. His grandfather. His grandfather had sold his successful business when Ash was still a boy.

None of his family had worked a day in their lives. He shook his head. Fucking leeches, the lot of them. HCM Global Resorts had projects in various stages of the works. The Paris hotel was a done deal after their having to work fast to replace investors that had backed out.

Things were moving along and progressing well.

Ash was the only one not distracted by his personal life, so he had to step up. Take some of the slack for his friends so they could enjoy having a life outside of work. He stopped mid-step and let his gaze settle more fully on her, taking in her appearance. Long blond hair that drifted just so with the breeze, revealing a startlingly beautiful face with striking eyes that he could see even from the distance that he stood.

She was wearing a funky long skirt that swirled with the wind, baring the long expanse of one leg. Blingy flip-flops adorned her feet and he could see the bright pink polish on her toes and a toe ring that sparkled when she moved her foot to shift position.

He had more wealth and power than even the old man did. His grandfather. His grandfather had sold his successful business when Ash was still a boy. None of his family had worked a day in their lives. He shook his head. Fucking leeches, the lot of them. HCM Global Resorts had projects in various stages of the works. The Paris hotel was a done deal after their having to work fast to replace investors that had backed out.

Things were moving along and progressing well. Ash was the only one not distracted by his personal life, so he had to step up. Take some of the slack for his friends so they could enjoy having a life outside of work. He stopped mid-step and let his gaze settle more fully on her, taking in her appearance. Long blond hair that drifted just so with the breeze, revealing a startlingly beautiful face with striking eyes that he could see even from the distance that he stood.

She was wearing a funky long skirt that swirled with the wind, baring the long expanse of one leg. Blingy flip-flops adorned her feet and he could see the bright pink polish on her toes and a toe ring that sparkled when she moved her foot to shift position.

The sun caught on a silvery ankle bracelet, drawing even more attention to her slender leg. She was busy sketching, her brow furrowed in concentration as her pencil flew over the page, and beside her was a huge bag stuffed full, with rolled up papers extending from the top. But what most caught his attention was the choker she wore around her neck. He made that instant assessment. It was tight around her neck, resting just at the hollow of her delicate throat.

It was gaudy on her. It stood out, out of place.

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His curiosity was piqued because when he saw a piece of jewelry like that on a woman, it meant something far different than it did to most people and he was seized with interest to know if it was indeed a collar, or if it was just an ornament, chosen by her. If Ash could make that judgment after mere moments of studying her, then how the hell could the man making love to her not see the same?

Maybe the collar was more a reflection of her dominant, which was arrogant and idiotic. A collar should represent his care of his submissive, how in touch with her he was, and it should fit the woman wearing it.

He was making a hell of a lot of assumptions. It could just be a simple necklace the woman had chosen herself. But to a man like Ash, that piece of jewelry meant something more than just an accessory. Then she hastily slammed her sketchpad closed and began to shove it into her bag. She half rose, still stuffing things into that huge bag, and he realized she was leaving. Before he was even aware of it, he hurried forward, intrigued.

Adrenaline rushed through his veins. The hunt. He wanted to know who this woman was, and what that collar she wore meant. And this woman was beautiful. And perhaps exactly what he was looking for. How would he know unless he got to her before she bailed? He was nearly to her when she whirled around, bag in hand, obviously preparing to walk away and she nearly bumped headlong into him.

He probably looked like some stalker about to attack. The bag tipped over, coming loose from her grip, and the contents spilled, pencils, brushes and papers flying everywhere.

She bent immediately, grabbing for the papers, and he chased after one that had been caught by the wind, taking it several feet away. He glanced down, taking in the drawing as he started to hand it over to her and then blinked in surprise when he saw himself on the paper. Like her.

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Maybe both. He wished like hell he could see more of it, but she let her arm drop and the hem of her shirt settled back to the waistband of that full skirt, depriving him of further view.

Color invaded her cheeks, making her skin rosy. She had fair skin, just barely kissed by the sun, but with her hair and those gorgeous aquamarine eyes, it looked beautiful.

She was beautiful.

It changed his priorities. Ash got that. He understood it. But it left Ash out of the loop. The third wheel.

It was especially hard because, until Bethany, Ash and Jace had shared most of their women. More often than not, they fucked the same women.

He was restless and edgy, in search of something, he had no idea what. He was focused. Knew exactly what he wanted at all times and he had the wealth and power to make it happen.

But what was the point when he himself had no clue what it was he wanted or needed at present? He scanned the park, taking in the baby strollers being pushed by mothers and nannies.

He tried to picture himself with children and nearly shuddered at the thought. He was thirty-eight, almost thirty-nine, a time when most men had already settled down and produced offspring. Maybe that was why they hated him so much now. He had more wealth and power than even the old man did. His grandfather. His grandfather had sold his successful business when Ash was still a boy.

None of his family had worked a day in their lives. He shook his head. Fucking leeches, the lot of them. HCM Global Resorts had projects in various stages of the works. The Paris hotel was a done deal after their having to work fast to replace investors that had backed out. Things were moving along and progressing well. Ash was the only one not distracted by his personal life, so he had to step up.

Take some of the slack for his friends so they could enjoy having a life outside of work. He stopped mid-step and let his gaze settle more fully on her, taking in her appearance.

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Long blond hair that drifted just so with the breeze, revealing a startlingly beautiful face with striking eyes that he could see even from the distance that he stood.

She was wearing a funky long skirt that swirled with the wind, baring the long expanse of one leg. Blingy flip-flops adorned her feet and he could see the bright pink polish on her toes and a toe ring that sparkled when she moved her foot to shift position.

The sun caught on a silvery ankle bracelet, drawing even more attention to her slender leg. She was busy sketching, her brow furrowed in concentration as her pencil flew over the page, and beside her was a huge bag stuffed full, with rolled up papers extending from the top.

But what most caught his attention was the choker she wore around her neck.

He made that instant assessment. It was tight around her neck, resting just at the hollow of her delicate throat. It was gaudy on her.

It stood out, out of place. His curiosity was piqued because when he saw a piece of jewelry like that on a woman, it meant something far different than it did to most people and he was seized with interest to know if it was indeed a collar, or if it was just an ornament, chosen by her. If Ash could make that judgment after mere moments of studying her, then how the hell could the man making love to her not see the same?

Maybe the collar was more a reflection of her dominant, which was arrogant and idiotic.This Edition Globally: Only two. It was gaudy on her.

I miss you. But when Drake finds her again, she realizes there is more to his world than she ever imagined, and she must decide if she can once more trust—and submit—to the man who holds her wounded heart in his hands.

It will prove invaluable to health and mental health professionalscaring It was an absolutely gorgeous day, not that he usually indulged in things like a walk in the park or even being in a park, especially during business hours when he was usually entrenched in his office, on the phone or typing emails or making plans to travel.

But I have to try. Every anniversary.

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