Book 4 of Counting on Love
What happens when a runaway bride meets a billionaire with a secret...One moonlit night in Venice, Bella tumbles into the arms and bed of a gorgeous stranger. Bella wakes up alone craving more pleasure and a renewed resolve to follow her dreams despite her family’s disapproval.
Bella’s passion and family loyalty will be tested when she discovers her new lover is one of the billionaire Street brothers, and his eyes are set on more than acquiring Bella’s family’s business. How far will Bella go to save her family and her dreams? What will she do when she uncovers the secret about her past and the truth behind the man she can’t resist and his two hidden masks?
⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ "Oh my goodness, I loved this book. Looks like I will definitely be going back to read the first two books of this series." - Ashley Hall
⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ "Loved this story! This was amazing writing telling the story og family stuggles and a couple overcoming deceit." - Shontaye Harkness
⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ "Troy and Shea's story was fabulous. I couldn't put it down until the end!" - B. Decker
⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ "Another Wonderful Read!...Once again I couldn't stop reading until the last page. Ms. Thorne wrapped the series up very nicely and with a HEA!" - Shannon G
⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ "It's a TOUCHING AND HEARTWARMING story, I couldn't put down, read in a few hours. Emma Thorne, I have to say I love your series of heartwarming love stories, you rock them!" - Joyce
⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ "I LOVED each book. You don't have to wait to get into the actual story. They all start off with a bang. I also love how all three are like a tapestry - happening together and woven into beautiful stories. Oh, and the ending..... just lovely. I can't recommend this series enough. Buy them. Good job Emma Thorne. Wish we had more friends to go through in the Holiday...... write something else VERY SOON!!" - Sondra A Sowell
⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ "This one is a fun read about family—its love,dysfunction, and the ties that bind. It's also about the strength, intelligence and empowerment of women. This one is a feel-good story and ends the series on a perfect high note." - Colorado Avid Reader
⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ "I don't give 5 stars real often, but I think this book deserves it...Loved the book it is well written a great story. Stayed up late and finished it. Hard to put down when you start it. Great series looking forward to more." - Dawn
⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ "A beautiful and emotional love story about growing, learning and overcoming. I loved it!" - christyann74
⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ "I love second chances and this one for Shea and Troy was awesome!! They deserve so much happiness after all they went through. There were some shocking moments , for sure but it all was worth it. This series is so enjoyable to read!!!" - Amy
The man in the black suit pulled himself to his feet. His back turned to me he brushed off the legs of his trousers. I froze. An old friend? I knew him. I knew those hands. I stared at the cut of his shoulders, the shape of his neck as he looked to the side. I’d touched his naked skin in the dark with our legs tangled together. I’d felt the thrill of his fingers running through my hair. Suddenly I was aware of nothing but my heartbeat, nothing but my breath. The temperature in the waiting room felt ten degrees warmer.
“Hello Shea,” he said.
My knees about buckled. I reached out and steadied myself on a chair. It had been ten years since I’d seen his face, but I would have recognized those bright blue eyes and sweet smile anywhere. His hair was still thick and chocolate brown, the dimple in his left cheek unchanged. He looked older and rugged with a five o’clock shadow dusting his jaw.
Long ago he’d been the cowboy of my dreams wearing flannel, denim, and steel toe boots just like my brothers. In a tailored black suit, a crisp white button down, vest and tie, it was clear he wasn’t from anywhere close to around here.
Damn. He still looked good. He looked hot and disheveled and all of a sudden I was struggling against the urge to throw my arms around the neck of Troy Van Rossum, the boy who had broken my heart.
“It’s been a while,” Troy said. His cheeks flushed from the fight, his blue eyes looked bright and he smiled despite the red swelling on his cheek.
“Nice three-piece suit,” I said, unable to think of anything else to say. I held onto the back of that chair for dear life causing my knuckles to turn white.
“It’s good to see you,” he said, smiling at me as if we were the only two people in the room.
His smile unlocked a summer of memories, they flashed in front of me like the pages of a book turning. His shy smile, the day we’d met in the orchard. Our first kiss, the way his lips felt fluttering against mine, the touch of his hand on the back of my neck. Three flashes of light through my bedroom window, it had been our signal to find each other, our code for I love you, and I had believed him every time. I felt the weight of Caiden, Max, and Ben’s stare. Even Mrs. Ingram seemed stunned into silence. I suppose everyone was asking the same question. What would Shea Marie O’Toole do to the man who had abandoned her on the courthouse steps the day she was supposed to be his bride?
“You look good,” Troy said.
And something about that comment snapped me back to reality like a rubber band snapping against my skin.
He broke his promise. He broke my heart. He lied.
After a decade of total silence, Troy Van Rossum had the gall to walk back into my life and give me a shallow compliment? You look good? I didn’t look good. In fact, I was pretty sure I looked like I was in need of a hairbrush, a toothbrush, and a good night’s sleep. My body lit up with rage, ten full years of it.
“We should talk,” he said.
“No thank you,” I answered. And without hesitation, I strode right across that room and I slapped him in the face.
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