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By Ava Olsen
Voyagers, Book 1
Andrew: I’ve traveled the world as a yacht steward for the past year, trying to outrun a broken heart and a mountain of debt. Then a gig as a chief stew on board a yacht in the Caribbean comes my way. The timing is right, the weather is perfect, and the pay is desperately needed.
There’s just one problem…
My billionaire boss, Rowan Carter, is way too distracting. With his charming British accent and sarcastic quips, Rowan commands all my attention and none of it is focused on work. I prepare to meet another entitled jerk when I step on board his ship, but it turns out that Rowan is the exception to the billionaire rule. And I get a first-hand glimpse of the kindhearted man behind the money.
The professional line between us melts away but I’ve been badly burned by a workplace relationship gone wrong. And Rowan and I live in two very different worlds. I can’t – shouldn’t – fall for Rowan Carter.
Oh boy. Too late.
Rowan: I run a real estate empire but being in the top one percent isn’t all fun and caviar. The family business has struggled these past two years and now the one place that was my refuge may be taken away from me. Add to that, I’m a target for the paparazzi because of a former relationship. I’ve never felt so alone. Lonely. Unmoored…
Until a dreamy American named Andrew Slater walks aboard my ship and into my life. Andrew takes delight in answering my snark with sarcastic retorts and his wit is matched by quiet acts of kindness.
Falling in love is an unexpected voyage for both of us. Unless the press gets wind of our relationship, and then all bets are off.
But I fight to win because Andrew is the most important deal of my life.
Andrew looked up at me as he lay on his back, linking his hands with mine, gripping tightly. There were words building up inside me that wanted to burst out, but I held on to them. Instead, I showed him with every kiss, every caress, how much I cared for him. How much I loved him.
Andrew had stolen my heart. This funny, caring, charming man was an unexpected gift that I would never be worthy of. Our long, languid lovemaking became frantic as we found our bliss together. I came so hard I could barely breathe.
And then I couldn’t. Hardly at all. I started to wheeze and gasp. Shite, I was having an asthma attack. I couldn’t get any air in. My vision receded, my lungs burning, screaming for oxygen. Andrew quickly grabbed my inhaler from the nightstand and passed it over. One, then two puffs, and I could finally feel relief. Sweet, sweet air rushed into me. Andrew rubbed my back in soothing circles.
“Are you okay now? Can I get you anything?” he asked. I shook my head as I focused on my breath. I felt the constriction gradually ease and then I was able to inhale normally again.
“Oh, God, I’m sorry. First time I’ve had an asthma attack right after an orgasm,” I gasped. “But what a way to go.”
“Now’s not the time for your British sense of humor, sweetheart. Are you alright?” Andrew looked at me with concern.
I nodded and leaned back against the pillow, my breathing getting slower and deeper. “Repeat that please.”
“Now’s not the time…”
“Not that!” I whispered as I turned my head to look at him.
“I don’t know what you mean. Sweetheart,” he murmured and kissed my shoulder, then my neck. Sweet, soft kisses. Every touch had me falling a bit deeper, a bit harder.
“Yes. Call me that again. It fucking turns me on.”
“I think I could recite the alphabet backwards at this point and it would turn you on.” He rolled his eyes. “How can you think of sex right now? You just had an attack.”
“It’s your fault. You keep kissing me,” I whined, and he shook his head.
“I’m fine now. And so’s my dick. Look.” I pointed to my lap.
“You’re crazy.” Andrew laughed.
“Crazy for you.”
“Thank you, Madonna,” he teased, then kissed me softly. “I feel the exact same way. Now slide down under the covers and relax.”
“I don’t know if I’ll be able to sleep.”
He pulled me into his arms, and I moaned at the contact. I fit there perfectly. I never wanted to leave.
“Yes?” he murmured as he kissed my neck.
“Nothing. Just hold me and don’t let go,” I whispered.
“I’ve got you, love.”
He certainly did.
Enter the Giveaway:
To celebrate the release of Wane on Harvest Moon, Amanda is giving you a chance to win an e-set of the Moonlight Prophecies Series so far, which includes By the Red Moonlight, Blue Moon Rising, and Wane on Harvest Moon.
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About the Author:
Ava Olsen has always been inspired by love stories. When the pandemic hit, she decided it was time to make her daydreams about storytelling into a reality, so she turned her pen from sales proposals to romance novels.
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Amazon author page: https://www.amazon.com/Ava-Olsen/e/B09VW18KHL/ref=dp_byline_cont_ebooks_1