RUSH (Montgomery Men #1) - C.A. Harms Page 0,79

you over and over.

I held her that way for a long time, just allowing her to accept the freedom she’d just been granted.

She’d run and hidden for so long that the reality that she no longer had to must have been almost impossible for her to register. But the moment she did, I saw a happiness in her eyes that no one in this world deserved more than she did.

Kinsley had her life stolen from her by a man that didn’t even deserve a second glance from her. She had so much to give the world and so much love to share, and I would make sure no one ever stood in her way again.

She would finally have that happiness and love her father wished for her. I just hoped the afterlife was a real place where her mother and father were sitting back smiling down on their beautiful daughter, knowing I would always protect her, love her, and make sure she shined.

Never again would the light in her eyes be dimmed by anyone.

Six months later

KINSLEY

I STOOD BEFORE MY FATHER’S grave holding the hand of the man who’d done all he could to give me the closure I needed.

Because of Ashton, Bruce and Jase would possibly die within the walls of a prison, and that thought gave me unbelievable peace. Maybe it was wrong of me, but I enjoyed the idea of them living a hellish life like the one they’d put me through.

But Ashton didn’t stop there, because he’d never have been happy without illuminating every dark place in my heart.

He pushed his attorneys to speak with the judge about granting me a divorce from the man I despised, and he was also able to find the things my father left me hidden in Jase’s office. After the Feds looked them over, along with Jase’s computer and everything else they found in his office to gather evidence for the case against the Hellmans, they finally returned those items to me. They were just small things I would always hold dear to my heart: pictures of me as a child with my mother and father, my mother’s jewelry, and my father’s watch.

As if all those things weren’t enough, Ashton had also found the location of my father’s grave. I knew nothing I ever said or did would repay him for his generosity and his love, but I would forever be thankful for them. In fact thankful wasn’t a strong enough word, because I now had a place to visit my father. A place to go when I needed to share my happiness with him.

A loving father, husband, and friend.

A man who will always live on in the hearts of those he touched.

Ashton chose those words when he ordered a headstone for my father’s plot. They couldn’t have been more perfect than if I’d chosen them myself.

Ashton was perfect. I felt like my father handpicked him for me without even knowing him. My parents would have adored him just as much as I did.

“Thank you for this,” I said as I turned to face him. “My love for you will never fade. It only grows stronger each moment we’re together. I could never express just how much what you’ve done for me and what you’ve given to me means. Nothing I could say would be enough.”

“I’d do anything for you, baby,” he whispered. “There are no limits to what I would do for you.”

I knew he was speaking from the heart. I didn’t think anyone or anything could stop Ashton from protecting me. I finally had the opportunity to live the life I’d always wanted, one full of happiness and success.

I took Ashton up on his offer to work for Montgomery Enterprises. Only I didn’t work side by side with him in a desk parallel to his own. He was a caveman like that.

Instead I was finally able to put my marketing degree to use, and after some heavy work and long nights of planning, I launched a new form of attack for Ashton. Not that his business was lacking in any sense, but he gave me free rein to use my skills. The Montgomery Foundation would help abused women and children find new beginnings.

I never felt more accomplished, and I’d finally found peace.

The End

HEAT

BECKETT MONTGOMERY IS A WELL-KNOWN detective in the New York area. He takes his job seriously and has little time for anything else.

But when he’s called to Shanelle Kramer’s apartment after she’s frightened by an intruder in the middle of the night, he finds himself getting a little too involved. He can’t seem to let go of the image of the beautiful, scared blonde sitting at the end of her couch in those tiny shorts and that even tinier tank top.

It was his job to keep her safe. His job to find the man stalking her.

But Beckett is finding it next to impossible to keep this case strictly professional.

Maybe just one taste would end his addiction for Shanelle.

But one taste was just a tease . . .

He needed more.

Because the Heat between them was just too hot to resist.

A LITTLE ABOUT ME, LET’S see where to start.

I love HEA stories, as long as they come packing a little heat. I need some excitement, some angst, and moments that make me fan my face, those are always good too. I am an Illinois girl, born and raised. Simple and true, it honestly doesn’t take much to make me happy. I love the little things, they truly mean the most. I may have a slight addiction to my new Keurig—oh my, that thing is a godsend. And so fast too. I have two children who truly are my very best friends. Their faces never fail to put a smile on my face. I have been married to my husband for sixteen years, and even though at times I want to beat him with a stick, I would never change the years we have had. We have learned and fallen, only to pick each other up, dust off the aches, and help each other make it right.

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