Breakaway by +Vera Roberts
Breakaway Series, Book 1
A sensual New Adult, Interracial, Contemporary Romance
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Dean
Winchester is at the place he really doesn’t want to be – stuck at the
airport.
Coming back from a family emergency, he would rather be relaxed at his home in
Manhattan Beach, California, and getting his head back into the hockey game.
Instead, he’s stuck at the worst airport in all of America – Chicago’s infamous
O’Hare. At least the company he’s keeping isn’t too bad to look at. He only
needs to convince her there can be something more if she wants it – and if she
doesn’t kill him first.
Sydney Walker hates weddings. And she really hates weddings that she’s the
bridesmaid in.
Returning from her third wedding in a year where she has perfected the role of
bridesmaid, Sydney only wants to get back home in San Francisco. A snowed-in
flight and every hotel room booked to capacity, Sydney is forced to share a
room with a gorgeous man from Southern California. She’s not necessarily
worried about him making a move on her but rather, if she could keep her hands
to herself.
Breakaway is a sensual New Adult romance series that deals with trust,
long-distance relationships, and finding yourself again.
Sure, San Francisco got pretty chilly at times; she could
recall a time when it dropped down to 23 degrees. But that was still above
zero.
In Chicago, she was pretty sure it was some insane degree
below zero and she didn’t dare to think how far below it was. Just feeling her
teeth clack inside her mouth told her plenty about the weather.
Now there she was, looking like a California snow bunny with
as much snow gear anyone could possibly put on, watching Dean built a makeshift
snowman in between snow-covered cars. “You’re actually building a family?” She
commented.
“Hell, yeah!” Dean smiled as he put the finishing touches on
the bigger snowman. It was a family of four and he was thankful he was able to
convince the hotel kitchen to give him the spoiled carrots and olives he needed
for the eyes and nose. Next time he would ask for tomatoes to complete the
mouth. He stepped aside and nodded at his creation. “What do you think?”
Sydney shook her head. She watched with awe and a bit of
amusement how serious Dean was about his snow family. They weren’t big but that
was beside the point. He took care into building them as if he was creating a
masterpiece. It was charming. “You’re insane. That’s incredible.”
“You should try.” He glanced over to her. “Just gotta create
a couple of snowballs and stack them on top of each other. “
“I never made snowballs before.” She shrugged.
“What?” Dean had a disgusted face as if he tasted some
horrible food. “What do you mean?”
“I just never had the opportunity.” She shrugged again,
wondering why what she said was so shocking. “I can’t miss something if I never
did it.”
“All right, we’re changing that today.” He walked over to
her and picked up a small pile of snow. He nodded to her to do the same and
Sydney complied. “Just watch me. You move your hands like so as if you’re
molding dough.”
Sydney watched Dean make a snowball and followed his lead.
When he placed his snowball on the ground, she placed hers on top of his. “Like
so?”
“Yeah, like so!” He smiled. “You’re a natural already!”
“Not bad for a roo –whoa!” Sydney slipped on some snow and
lost her footing before Dean caught her.
Dean looked down at Sydney. Her cheeks were flushed with a
deep pink color, though he couldn’t tell if it was the weather or her makeup
doing that. He did know, however, she looked like a snow goddess to him. “Are
you okay?”
Dean felt so wonderful and comforting. His strong arms
cradled her body and she quickly got used to how amazing he felt. His eyes
glittered in the sunlight and he looked amazingly hot. While she loved, highly
admired, and respected the fact he was being a perfect gentleman, Sydney was
getting a little tired of the gesture. “I’m good. Thanks.”
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