Sydney Paige was never so mortified to hear the words "wrong number" in her life. She meant to tell off the guy who broke her best friend's heart, but unleashed her anger on a perfect stranger instead. And now her world is turned upside down by the captivating man who wants to keep her on the line.
Brian Savage is living a life he's quickly come to hate-until Sydney's wild rant has him hooked and hungry for more. Soon the sexy woman on the phone becomes the lover in his bed. But Brian has secrets, and the closer he lets Syd get, the harder it is to shield her from the devastating mistakes of his past . . .
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“And you don’t question perfect moments. You let them happen.”
Left heartbroken, Sydney leaves her home and goes to stay with her best friend, Tori. Tori is also going through some issues. Sydney picks up the phone to yell a barrage of insults to the man who has caused her friend heartache, only to learn that the person on the other line is not the one she should be yelling at. Wrong number. Sydney is mortified, apologizes and hangs up. Brian Savage is broken. His life isn’t one he wishes on anyone. There are demons he battles on a daily basis. But he heard some fire in the voice of Sydney that he cannot simply ignore. She ignited a light in him with her emotions that he can’t stop thinking about. So then he sends her a message. This forever changes the trajectory of their lives.
“Best two and a half weeks of my life came from a girl who was never meant to give me anything. And she was giving me everything.”
How can you feel this connected to someone through a phone call? Their connection is truly palpable. Every word uttered between the two brings them closer to an attraction they cannot even put into words. There is a mystery to Brian. You feel the underlying secrets and lies that you simply cannot put your finger on. And when you do, you become even further invested into the story. As the story progresses and the plot unravels, it is impossible to put this book down. The electricity between Brian and Sydney is simply unmistakable and unequivocal. The build up will have your heart racing. The author expertly balances an unforgettable and unique love story while keeping the reader in suspense of what is to come.
“You’re the best mistake I’ve ever made.”
This truly is a love story like any other. The characters are genuine and beautifully flawed. The author effortlessly captured the realness of two broken people. How Brian and Sydney met was unconventional, but their love was not. Their love was spellbinding and consuming. And every moment together means more than the last. Their love saved the other from a life in despair and darkness. A life of uncertainty.
“She said she would love me loudly, and she did. Every second.”
Four Letter Word is utterly and seductively addicting. From the very beginning, the author masterfully sets a tone where she places the reader directly within the pages of the book. This gripping read was heartfelt and emotional, while still sexy and passionate.
J. Daniels is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of the Sweet Addiction series, the Alabama Summer series, and the upcoming Dirty Deeds series.
She would rather bake than cook, she listens to music entirely too loud, and loves writing stories her children will never read. Her husband and children are her greatest loves, with cupcakes coming in at a close second.
J grew up in Baltimore and resides in Maryland with her family.
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My life is a secret.
His life is dangerous.
We’re both stubborn, calculating, and controlling.
Mark Dixon doesn’t know what he’s getting into. He doesn’t know his games could cost us our lives. I have to do what is necessary to keep us alive, and that means guarding my heart.
But I know I’m defenseless against him, and in the end, he’ll force me to surrender.
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“I made you a promise, Charlie.” Mark’s already deep voice is layered with desire.
Once again, my control begins to slip. “What’s that?”
His hands drop a little lower beside my head. His lower body shifts so his knee is between my legs. I feel his arousal against my thigh.
My traitorous body shows its own awakening. My nipples hardening through the silk material don’t go unnoticed. Heat pools in my core and my breath hitches. I want him. There’s no use denying it.
“I told you I’d kiss you again. If you don’t stop me now, there’s no getting away.”
I should stop him. I need to stop him. There’s no way in hell it’s going to happen, though. I’m craving his lips again.
He gives me one second before he crushes his mouth against mine. His entire body shifts forward, and now I’m trapped. There’s nowhere to go. Nowhere to move that’s not Mark. He takes every part of my mind and body. Our hands roam each other as his tongue slides against mine. Passion ignites between us; it sets the room on fire. His fingers cup my neck and then glide down the front of my dress. His hand brands my skin as he takes his time exploring the open skin between us.
My fingers grip the lapels of his tux, holding him, molding him to me. I can’t get close enough. Our mouths stay fused as we both lose control.
Then my mind snaps.
I push back and my hands fly to my lips. They’re swollen, bruised from the force of the kiss. His hands brace against the wall. I keep my eyes downcast. I can’t believe I just did that, against the damn wall, at a ball commemorating my father.
I shift my dress, rake my fingers through my hair, and pull myself together.
“Charlie . . .” Mark finally speaks. It sounds like shouting even though it’s only loud enough for us to hear.
“That was the last time that will ever happen,” I say with no tremor to my voice. “Tonight we become partners. It’s not about whatever this is.” I shift my hands between us. “It’s about finding the information we’re both searching for.”
“And what if we find something else?”
“We shut it down. There’s no room for feelings in this world.”
Mark pushes back, giving me space. I instantly feel cold. “Okay, then. Have it your way.”
This is what I wanted, what we both need, but suddenly I wish it wasn’t. I wish I could pull him close, kiss him, fuck him, and just feel.
But wishes are for little girls.
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