CARRY ME AWAY のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

“If I had to choose one guy in this place to get naked with, I’d pick Reece Harrow. Without a single shred of doubt… My goodness, he’s so damn sexy…” Tiffany fanned herself with a cocktail napkin and slanted Amara Rafferty an envious glance.“Unfortunately, there’s only one woman in this bar he’s interested in, and it certainly isn’t me, sweetie.” With a patient smile, Amara set down her serving tray at the end of the mahogany bar as Frank poured drinks for the waitresses to deliver to the Saturday evening thirsty customers. Her friend’s insinuation was as clear as the crystal hanging from the glass racks overhead. Reece Harrow wanted HER, and for the past nine months he’d made his interest in her blatantly obvious, despite how many times she’d turned down his advances. Unerringly, Amara’s gaze sought and found the man in question, a gorgeous male specimen with dark, tousled hair, hot, deep, dark chocolate eyes, and a lean, honed body made for s

Moments ago, it had taken every ounce of willpower not to pull her against his aroused body and taste her parted lips. And judging by the desire he’d seen flash across her features, he knew Amara hadn’t been immune to their close proximity, either. Undoubtedly, Reece was highly attracted to her, but it was more than just her incredible body and their sizzling chemistry that drew him. So much more… While she was outwardly intelligent, gorgeous, and sweet, there was more to Amara Rafferty than met his trained eye. There was a certain vulnerability he’d glimpsed a time or two. She was a real sex bomb, but she was very private, very reserved. And there were emotional barriers she erected that gave him the impression she was hiding something deeper than feigned disinterest.“My game, dude!” Reece turned around and frowned at his friend Andy, who was grinning triumphantly.“What?”“The game’s over, Reece. And I won.” Andy leaned a h

Reece paced restlessly in the hospital waiting room, surrounded by Bryce, his brother, Claire, his future sister-in-law, and Andy, a police detective, and his best friend. It had been three hours since Amara had been admitted, and other than a few vague updates that didn't satisfy Reece, they still didn't know her final prognosis. The wait was excruciating, and Reece was eternally grateful that he had the support of his friend and family to keep him company. Because, otherwise, this waiting would’ve been pure torture. Scrubbing a hand along his tense jaw, Reece exhaled in frustration. The last time he, Bryce, and Claire had been in a hospital had been five months ago when their sister, Daphne, had gone into labor. Back then, their presence in a medical facility had been a happy, joyful event as they'd welcomed an eight-pound, three-ounce baby girl Daphne and Sean had named Deidre Marie. But today, the mood was somber and grim as the fou

Reece washed his hands, then splashed cool water on his face, trying like hell to push away the guilt eating at his conscience. He dried the dampness from his skin with a paper towel and shoved his fingers through his hair in a paltry attempt to tame his unruly morning hair. Amara believed he was her fiancé. When the nurse had made that announcement, he'd witnessed Amara's surprised expression and had held his breath, waiting for her to ask him if it was true. Much to his relief, she didn't question it, which saved him from outright lying to Amara's face. For now… Bracing his hands on the edge of the sink, Reece stared at his reflection in the restroom mirror, noting the lines of exhaustion at the corners of his eyes. Undoubtedly, he was lying by omission, because he planned to use the ‘fiancé’ pretense to his advantage, to remain as close to her as possible so he could protect her until he nailed the source of her fears the

Sitting across from Reece at the small, cozy kitchen table, Amara reached for her second slice of ‘Quattro Stagioni’ pizza, still absorbing the fact that she and Reece lived together in his two-story house. So far, she'd only seen the lower level of the structure, and she had to admit not only to herself but to Reece as well, that nothing looked familiar. She'd racked her brain for a niggle of recognition, but Reece had gathered her in his strong arms and told her to be patient and give it time. His closeness, warmth, and arousing male scene was all it took to soothe her frazzled nerves. She'd clung to him because he made her feel safe and secure, and as though she belonged in his embrace. In his life… From there, she'd relaxed and told herself to enjoy the man so willing to cater to her every whim and desire. A man who inspired decadent fantasies and a hunger that had nothing to do with the food she was feasting on. Amara to