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One To Save by Tia Louise

Publication Date: March 26, 2015

*Due to strong language and sexual content, this book is not intended for readers under the age of 18.

"I lost myself in the darkness of trying to protect you..."

Some threats come at you as friendly fire.

Some threats take away everything.

Family won’t let you go down without a fight. isn’t as secure as Derek’s
team originally thought it was, and a person on the inside of Alexander-Knight
is set on exposing him, breaking him, and taking away all he holds dear.

Refusing to let anyone suffer for his
crimes, Derek takes matters into his own hands. He’s exposed, he’s
defenseless, but his friends are determined to save him.
#SaveDerek
A STAND-ALONE, ONE TO HOLD NOVEL.
Genre: Adult Contemporary Romance

Cover Design by Steven Novak, www.novakillustration.com

Photography by Lauren Perry, www.Perrywinklephotography.com

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Exclusive excerpt from One to Save*unedited draft, subject to change

Page 1, Chapter 1: Secrets

Melissa

In the cool darkness of the semi-crowded
bar, I study the glass in front of me and consider my journey. Memories of my
old life fade like smoke in a glass. The shame that held me so tightly now
dances at the edges of my mind like the whisper of a bad dream, a flicker of
shadows that no longer make sense in my world.

Young women in their shiny slip dresses twist and laugh on the dance floor, but
instead of resentment, my lips melt into a smile. My old self—cynical, bitter,
defeated—is a memory I have to work to recall. These days I could dance all
night with them, but I’d rather spend my energy on other activities.

The slim glass holds a pale amber liquid, and I can’t resist taking a sip. An
involuntary wince pinches my eyes as I put it down. Seven and seven. Refreshing
citrus dragged down by the heavy undertone of whiskey. So gross.

Sliding my palms over my thighs, I realize my outfit isn’t much different from
those girls on the dance floor. The deep red silk is fitted at my waist, and
drapes loosely over my torso. My long dark hair is swept over one shoulder
revealing a thin spaghetti strap. I lightly touch the delicate gold chain
around my neck leading to the floating heart pendant that sits between my
collarbones, and light glances off the thick gold cuff on my wrist.

Unlike that first night, I’m alone here. My best friend Elaine is miles away
with her new husband, most likely indulging in that blissful honeymoon period
of early marriage. Make that, most certainly indulging. I know those two very
well.

I came by myself to the bar in Princeton after finishing my business with a
client in town. My infant son is back in Wilmington, spending the weekend with
his grandmother. Studying my hands, I admire the deep blue sapphire ring on my
finger, but I have no wedding band.

At thirty-two, I’m an unmarried mother of a beautiful little boy, and I
wouldn’t change a thing… Yet. The tiny silver scar at my hairline reminds me of
what a bad marriage is, and with my successful marketing business and the
gorgeous cottage at the beach that I own, I’m satisfied with my life, calm. Not
desperate. I’ll take my next steps deliberately, with confidence.

All these thoughts preoccupy my mind when I blink up and catch him watching me
from across the square-shaped bar. Blue eyes, strikingly blue because of the
way they stand out beneath his dark brow, coupled with collar-length thick dark
hair.

He’s massive, at least six-two, and elegantly dressed with a thick stainless
watch on his wrist. I can spot his type a mile away—rich, powerful, accustomed
to getting whatever he wants… I know what he wants. A smile teases at the
corner of my mouth. No coincidence I happened to look up at that exact moment
to catch his gaze.

He starts to move, but his eyes never leave mine. I don’t look away either. I
also know what I want. Thick cords of muscle ripple beneath the thin black
sweater he wears as he glides past the oblivious patrons talking and laughing.
Some are more animated than others, waving their arms and putting their drinks
in peril. A close beard shadows his face, and the muscles low in my pelvis
tighten at the thought of how it will feel brushing the soft skin of my inner
thighs...

"In a tale of angst and pure raw heat, Tia Louise delivered a fabulous 'hold your breath' story for one of the hottest couples." --Kelli C., Goodreads

"A sizzling, suspenseful romance that took me to another place. I completely lost myself in this book!" –Shayna Renee’s Spicy Reads

“The writing and storytelling were spellbinding. I read this book in one sitting because it was more than a romance book, it was also a suspenseful read.” –Four Chicks Flipping Pages