Damaged 2
Sequel to the Bestselling phenomenon DAMAGED
Author: H.M. WARD
Publisher: Laree Bailey Press
Release date: June 24, 2013
Genre: New
Adult Contemporary Romance
Age Group: New Adult
Length: Novel ~ 325 pages
Length: Novel ~ 325 pages
Event organized by: AToMR Tours
The steamy sequel to the New York Times, USA Today, and Wall Street Journal
bestselling New Adult novel DAMAGED by H.M. Ward.
Home isn't supposed to be dangerous, but for Sidney it is. Returning home means that she has to face her past. It's not just the man who hurt Sidney that makes it horrible, but the family that didn't believe her. They were dead to her, but now that her mom is really dying things seem different. It's a chance to set things right.
What Sidney doesn't realize is that she's dragging Peter into a collision course with his past. Peter must deal with the demons haunting him if he wants to move forward with Sidney. He's willing to give up everything for her, even wade deeper into his past life to help her move forward. But, Peter isn't sure if he can get over what happened to him in New York.
Home isn't supposed to be dangerous, but for Sidney it is. Returning home means that she has to face her past. It's not just the man who hurt Sidney that makes it horrible, but the family that didn't believe her. They were dead to her, but now that her mom is really dying things seem different. It's a chance to set things right.
What Sidney doesn't realize is that she's dragging Peter into a collision course with his past. Peter must deal with the demons haunting him if he wants to move forward with Sidney. He's willing to give up everything for her, even wade deeper into his past life to help her move forward. But, Peter isn't sure if he can get over what happened to him in New York.
Dinner
is slow and silent. By the time we head back to the room, I’m ready for a long
hot shower. Peter unlocks the door and for the first time, he flips on the
lights. I stop in my tracks just on the other side of the door. Peter rams into
my back nearly knocking me over. He grabs hold of my arms just above the elbow
and steadies me.
“Holy
shit.” The room is… I have no words. My senses are overwhelmed with thick
textures, red velvets and satins. There’s a shag rug the color of a rose. One
huge heart-shaped bed sits in the center of the room with a matching heart
shaped mirror on the ceiling. I’m standing there with my hands clapped over my
mouth.
Peter
shoves past me. “She’s a nice old lady with interesting taste.” Peter sits down
hard on the bed and pulls his shoes off. He flicks his eyes up at me after a
second. I haven’t moved. “So it looks like a porn set from the 70’s, what’s the
big deal?”
My
eyes widen and I look over at him. “There’s a pole.” I walk forward and slowly
reach out my hand toward the brass pole in the middle of the room. I move
carefully, like it might bite.
Peter
has a crooked smirk on his face. “You’re so prude.”
I
yank my arm back and turn on him. “Are you insane? This room would make a prude
person have a coronary! They’d fall over on the bed and watch themselves die in
the ceiling mirror. There’s a pole!” My voice squeaks the last part.
Peter
peels off his tee shirt and shakes his head. I watch him do it and wish I
hadn’t. His body is so beautiful that it’s hard to look away, but I manage. My stomach
does a little summersault just before I turn. “So hang your laundry on it and
stop freaking out.”
“What
kind of married couple uses a pole on their wedding night?”
He
grins. Peter pushes off the bed and walks over to me. He looks down into my
face. He’s standing too close, and from the look on his face, he’s doing it on
purpose. “I think you’d stop freaking out if you’d seen a pole dance before.
You know the woman doesn’t actually fuck the pole, right?”
My
jaw drops. I make a high pitched sound and slap his chest. “Yes, I know that.
And I suppose you’ve seen plenty of dances on one of these.”
“Yeah,
but only at strip clubs.” His eyes drink me in. They’re so dark. He holds my
gaze for a moment and adds, “How about a private performance?” I go to slap his
face again, but Peter catches my wrist and stops me. It dawns on me that he
could have stopped me last time, too, but he didn’t. His eyes flick back and
forth between mine. “Stop slapping me, Colleli.”
“Stop
giving me reasons to.”
NEW YORK TIMES, USA TODAY, & WALL STREET JOURNAL
Bestselling author H.M. Ward recently appeared in FORBES. Ward was also featured
in the Washington Post for her debut novel. Romance series by H.M. Ward include
Secrets, Scandalous, The Arrangement, and The Secret Life of Trystan Scott.
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