No one wants him.
One man wants only her.
Jaymes Ford will never be the same. He was kidnapped, and while they were searching for him, his brother fell in love with the woman Jaymes loved. Nothing will ever be the same again.
Kelsea Arnold knows someone is out there. She’s never seen him, but she can feel him. Watching her. Following her. Wanting her. But no one believes her.
Jaymes can’t say no to the woman who shows up at his mother’s house trembling. He doesn’t know if her story is true, but he knows she believes it is. He refuses to let the curvy beauty get taken. He has to protect her.
Jaymes and Kelsea race to stop the man who wants her. He’s not the only man who wants her, and Jaymes is determined to keep her for himself this time.
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Excerpt from Forgotten
Jaymes opened the door and stopped dead. He expected an old lady, someone close to him mom’s age.
Instead, it was another friend of hers. He couldn’t remember her name but it was something pretty, simple but not very common. It suited her, but Jaymes still couldn’t think of what it was.
But it wasn’t her name or how beautiful she was that had Jaymes stopping dead. It was the look of pure terror on her heart-shaped face when she saw him standing there.
“Are you okay?”
She took a step back and started to turn away.
“My mom’s inside. Hang on a second.”
She froze and slowly turned back to look at him. Her eyes ran down his frame, taking in every inch of him.
He wondered what she saw. His socks were white and stood out against his dark jeans. His t-shirt was a little tight after the muscle he added the last few months, but it was comfortable. He edged his glasses up his nose, a new addition after spending so many days in dark basements and straining his eyes to look at computer screens.
He wasn’t the same man he was before he was kidnapped, but the woman before him obviously didn’t remember him anyway.
“Jaymes, right?” she asked tentatively.
He nodded. So much for her not remembering him. “Do you want to come in?”
She shook her head. “No, I should—”
“Come on. My mom was just getting dessert out. I think she made a chocolate cheesecake because she knows I love it. You’re welcome to join us.”
She glanced down the street, then chewed on her lip, and finally nodded.
Jaymes stepped back and held the door so she had plenty of room to get around him. He didn’t know what she was running from, but it was obvious to him that she was doing exactly that. Running. From someone or something.
Before they walked into the kitchen, he stopped her. “Are you okay?”
She nodded stiffly, as though regretting her decision to come inside. “I won’t stay long.”
“I think you should. Did my mom tell you I was kidnapped a few months ago?”
Her swift intake of breath told him she either didn’t know or didn’t remember, but either way, it was too close to her fears.
Enormous green eyes looked up at him and filled with tears. She was scared, trembling as she stood in front of him.
“Nothing will happen to you here. I promise.”
She sucked in another breath, fortifying this time, and nodded sharply, just once. Strength stiffened her spine and dried up her tears. When she met his gaze again, she was a different woman. Determined, strong, pissed off.
He liked that one better.
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