SECOND CHANCES is the second book in the Pittsburgh Lady Lawyers series. Inessa Regan, a curvy, insecure, forty-something attorney finds herself without a job after failing to make partner at a Pittsburgh firm. She also finds herself in love with a man half her age–a man who’s dying of cancer. Can we find her a HAPPILY EVER AFTER?
“I want you,” Kurt whispered, breath hot in her ear. “Come upstairs with me.”
Inessa nodded and reached shakily for her purse.
Keeping one of her hands firmly in his, Kurt picked up the half-empty bottle.
“I want to make sure you don’t get away this time,” he said. “I’ve got the door. You get the lights.”
The switch clicked off at a touch of her finger, reducing the room to darkness. He took the moment to steal another kiss, sidling closer until her back was against the wall and she could feel every inch of him pressed against her.
After several lingering moments of lip-locked fervor, he stepped back and pulled her into the foyer and through the front door, locking the door behind them.
Buoyed on a dizzy cloud of bliss, she let him guide her around the corner and up the stairs. The lights of the city echoed the starry skies, and she felt transported to a new world, a different world, where everything might not be just as it seemed.
He turned to her on the small landing, the lights reflecting off his face giving him the visage of an angel. She reached for him, and he caught her in his arms, the two of them seeming suspended in mid-air, high above the street, halfway to the moon.
“I need you,” she whispered, and she realized it was true.
“It’s about time!” He nuzzled her neck and drew her inside.
Both of them burning like randy teenagers, they inched toward Kurt’s bedroom in the dark, peeling off clothing as they went. He steered her to the bed, his hands warm on her flushed body. By the time they hit the mattress, she pulled him on top, desperate to have him inside her, and their intense momentum built until it hit the flash point.
After a few euphoric moments in a protracted, simmering haze, and a final kiss from his still-hot lips to her forehead, he tenderly disentangled himself. Both of them breathless, they lay on their backs side by side, only gradually able to make out features of the room as their eyes adjusted to the dim light from outside.
Inessa couldn’t recall the act ever feeling like that before, even when she had been thinner, younger and more agile. She couldn’t move. Languor set in as the warmth of their encounter began to fade.
“Wow,” she said.
A soft laugh came from the darkness.
“Really, counselor. Sixteen years of education, an English minor and that’s the best you can do? Wow?”
“Sorry! My mind’s been blown, okay? I’m afraid someone’s short-circuited my superlatives.”
“Did I ever tell you I’m one hell of a good electrician?”
She knew if she could see his face, she’d see a wicked light playing in his eyes. She smiled.
“Do you want anything? Tea? Wine? I can just turn the light on and—”
“No! Leave it dark.”
Her voice cracked with frantic desperation. Her insecurities about her body, now naked and exposed on Kurt’s bed, sprang into defensive mode as the urges of the moment passed. Nerves tingling, she tried not to stiffen or pull away.
“Hush, now. You’ve got no worries with me, Nessa.”
When Inessa Regan gets a pink slip, laid off from her law firm at the age of 42, without prospects she’s sure her life is over. She hides from the world, until her neighbor brings her a client, a young Iraq war veteran dying of cancer.
Kurt Lowdon only wants to make sure his affairs are in order should the worst happen, but meeting Inessa gives him encouragement on the road to recovery. His quest to help her realize her self-worth leads them into dangers they never expected, as horrors from the war and long-hidden family secrets come back to haunt them.
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