Devoted & Deserted by Cami Checketts EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
- Author: Cami Checketts
- Language: English
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Bree Stevens pulled up to the wrought-iron gate and pushed the button. She
couldn’t see anything but an asphalt drive through the dense trees and foliage.
“Yes?” A deep male rumble came through the speaker.
Bree pasted on a smile in case Ryder Quinn, the Texas Titans’ famous
cornerback was watching. The man was beautiful, reclusive, and supposedly
charming to the few who knew him, but Bree was here professionally and
was going to stay strong. Repeat that over and over, Strong woman, strong
woman, strong woman.
“Hi! I’m Bree Stevens.” She smiled into the camera and let out a small
giggle. Kill me now. Goodness sakes, she sounded like a teeny bopper.
Hopefully, he’d chalk it up to nerves, not the fact that she had no real-time
“Yes, you are.” His voice was warm and welcoming. “Please park
“Thank you.” Bree was amazed he’d offered to let her park anywhere. Her
rattletrap 1990 Civic was liable to leave oil, antifreeze, or possibly a bumper
on his pristine driveway.
The gate swung open silently, and she puttered through. If there were any
angels in heaven who cared, her car would make it up the driveway, Ryder
would hire her, and she could find someone to tow the car away and buy a
vehicle that was younger than her with all the money this job offer had
promised. Most importantly, she would find her sister.
She wound through the thick trees and up a slight incline. She loved Cedar
Hills and its rolling hills, loads of trees, and views of Arlington and Joe Pool
Lake. A clearing in the trees came, and the gorgeous house appeared. The
exterior was red brick with lots of windows. Bree parked in the circle drive,
took a steadying breath, and flipped her door open. This was her big chance.
Don’t blow it. Don’t blow it.
The February weather was fresh and lovely, probably sixty degrees. Still, she
started sweating immediately upon bounding out of her car. Several of her
foster moms had been constantly annoyed that Bree couldn’t stop moving.
Well, she was an adult now and could dance anytime she wanted to.
She fluffed her black, curly hair. It was extra huge today, but that was on
purpose. She’d found sometimes she could distract men from drooling over
her face with lots of hair. She doubted this celebrated, reclusive football
player would be sucked in by her face, which she’d heard far too often was
“perfect and exquisite,” but it seemed to be a problem for a lot of men.
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