Gypsy Heat by Jillian Neal
Date of Publication: August 25, 2015
Blurb
Nadya Montgomery was Gypsy Beach's own personal wild child. There was nothing she wouldn't do, especially when it came to Grady Havens. Until disaster struck and tore them apart. Desperate to protect Grady, she ran away from everything and everyone she'd ever known. Fourteen years later, Nadya returns to the beach to try to rebuild some semblance of her life out of her ex-husband's shadow, but that means returning to her past and seeing Grady Havens again. Now a charter boat captain constantly trying to put his past behind him, Grady doesn't know what to make of Nadya's return. All he knows is she was always meant to be his, and he intends to make his claim. He wants her back in his life and most certainly back in his bed. When his entire family is threatened, he's caught between rekindling his relationship with Nadya and protecting what belongs to him. Together they try to rebuild what always should have been, but their pasts are determined to keep them ensnared. As passions ignite between them, they realize that even Grady may not be able to keep her safe this time.
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Review by April
3.5 Let's rekindle us starsThey've know each other most of their lives, so it was only natural that childhood friends, Nadya and Grady would envolve from being the best of friends to lovers.
A disastrous event tears the two apart, and Nadya makes the decision to leave behind everyone and everything in Gypsy Beach.
Fourteen years has passed, and Nadya is ready to return home after leaving her abusive ex-husband, and it's enivitable that Nadya & Grady's paths would cross again, so the question is, can these two overcome their past, while dealing with present issues, in order to have a future together????
About Jillian Neal
Jillian somehow manages to blend her brainy sass, her cunning wit, and her loving heart in every novel she writes. She'll keep your mind engaged while making you believe in the all-consuming power of love. Her characters, their stories, and their passion will keep you constantly coming back for more. Jillian's novels will make you laugh, cry, and will most definitely leave you panting for breath. She always fills her pages with the breathings of her heart. It's not something anyone should miss. Jillian lives with her own Romantic hero, her husband, and her two boys just outside of Atlanta and spends her days crafting wicked prose, sexy characters, and stories that will revive your belief in love.
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Teaser
"What the hell is wrong with you?" Grady huffed as he studied his youngest brother. Beau had been twitchy since he'd entered the new boathouse. He looked like a wary bass circling a hook debating its fate.
"Nothing." He bristled and fidgeted with the boat keys in his hand. Grady and Nate had been trying to sort through the old fishing boxes of contracts, receipts, licenses, and paystubs at night now that they had an actual office to hold it all.
Nate rolled his eyes. "You know he's not gonna let it go. Whatever it is just spill it." He thumbed through a stack of old contracts before tossing them into the trash.
Very conveniently, Beau checked his watch. "I gotta get out of here."
Moving nothing more than his overly-muscled arm, Grady caught the back of Beau's shirt and prevented him from escaping.
"What the hell is going on with you?"
"She asked me not to say anything … but I kind of think you should know. Maybe?" Beau made a partial confession.
Grady's brow furrowed, and he released his little brother. "Who asked you not to say anything?"
His head dropped, and Grady barely made out the word, "Nadya."
Nate dropped the paperwork in his hand. The entire world seemed to stop spinning at that moment. Grady was unable to make any audible sound. He was stunned.
"You saw Nadya? Like Grady's Nadya?" Nate beat him to the punch.
"Yeah," Beau sighed. "She was at the coffee shop. Said she was gonna be here for a few weeks, and …"
"And what?" Grady managed to grunt. His heart felt like some kind of deranged pinball ricocheting from his throat, to his ribcage, to his gut in a nauseating cadence. It rang in his ears.
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