She didn’t know what you were planning so cut her some slack, I tell myself. I’m trying to give her some grace, but my patience is wearing thin.
Sometimes you just have to roll with the punches, so why not get the hell out of here and put the 442 through her paces?
As soon as I lay eyes on the slick black and red paint job, I feel lighter. I jerk my chin at Frisco in the direction of the muscle car. “Let’s go.”
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Also by Meghan March
BENEATH Series:
Beneath This Mask
Beneath This Ink
Beneath These Chains
Beneath These Scars
Beneath These Lies
Beneath These Shadows
FLASH BANG Series:
Flash Bang
Hard Charger
DIRTY BILLIONAIRE Trilogy:
Dirty Billionaire
Dirty Pleasures
Dirty Together
DIRTY GIRL Duet:
Dirty Girl
Dirty Love
REAL DUET: Real Good Man
Real Good Love
THE REAL DIRTY DUET
Real Dirty
Real Sexy
STANDALONES:
Bad Judgment
Acknowledgments
This book never would’ve been written if I hadn’t had the crazy idea to move out of the United States to live in Belize for a year. The how and why behind that crazy idea is a long story, but suffice it to say life seems to take us down the path we’re meant to travel.
JDW, this book wouldn’t have happened without you and your willingness to live out this amazing adventure with me. I fully expect that you would rescue me (and fuck some people up) if I were ever kidnapped. Let’s hope that stays purely fictional, though, okay? You’re my always and forever.
Special thanks also goes out to:
My readers—You’re the reason I keep putting words on the page, and your support makes every single insane deadline I set completely worth it, because while I offer you an escape, you’ve offered me a chance to live my dream. My undying gratitude will always be yours.
My Runaway Readers—You’re the shit. End of. No, seriously, you are. I couldn’t ask for a more devoted crew of women (and men) who cheer me on and inspire me every day. I hope I get to meet every single one of you in person someday so I can thank you for being part of my world.
The extraordinary bloggers of the indie book world—You are also the shit. You put in so much time reading, reviewing, sharing, and spreading the word about books, and it makes all the difference in the world. I truly appreciate each and every one of you. Thank you for taking a chance on me and embracing my books.
Angela Marshall Smith—Thank you for your patience with me on this one. Even when I wanted to toss it on a shelf and maybe never come back to it, you helped me find the light at the end of the tunnel. We did it! All the love.
Pam Berehulke—I apologize for being late on yet another deadline. I swear I don’t mean to be, but my ambition sometimes gets ahead of how fast my brain can plot and my fingers can type. Your graciousness and amazing skill never cease to amaze me. Thank you for being the best editor around.
Stacy Kestwick—You. Seriously. Rock. Thank you for your uncanny insight and sharp eye. I love working with you. All the hugs, girly.
Jamie Lynn and Natasha Gentile—I apologize for not telling you what the hell you were getting into when I sent this book your way. If you need anxiety meds after this one, that’s probably my fault. I’m so lucky to have you both on my team.
Angela Smith—For everything you do and have done since we started this adventure, and for holding down the fort while I ran away to live on the beach in the tropics. You are always amazing.
My JJL Crew—I love us. I know I’ve told you that, but I’m going to get sappy for a minute anyway. For almost two years, you’ve been a constant presence in my life, and there would be a gaping hole without you. We can never, ever break up. We’ll be like one of those bands where the members are way too freaking old to be onstage, and yet they keep on rockin’. You’re my tribe, and I love you hard.
My family, and most especially my mom—You buy my books even though I send them to you anyway (even the ones I tell you not to read), and I couldn’t have taken the first step on any of this adventure without your support. I know having your only daughter decide to move out of the country was not ideal from a mom’s perspective, but you gave me wings and let me fly. Thank you for giving me the ability to soar. I love you.
Sara Eirew—Thank you for always being so quick to answer your messages after you post an insanely gorgeous photo! I had to have it the second I saw it, and that’s a credit to your skill.
Sommer Stein—You took the gorgeous photo and made it into a stunning cover, and I can’t thank you enough.
My proofreading team—Your attention to detail never ceases to impress me, and I’m so glad to have your eagle eyes making sure my words are as perfect as they can be.
It takes a village to bring a project like this to life, and I’m blessed to have one filled with immense talent, gracious souls, and passion for the written word. Thank you all.
All my best,
Meghan
Author’s Note
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About the Author
Meghan March has been known to wear camo face paint and tromp around in the woods wearing mud-covered boots, all while sporting a perfect manicure. She’s also impulsive, easily entertained, and absolutely unapologetic about the fact that she loves to read and write smut.
Her past lives include slinging auto parts, selling lingerie, making custom jewelry, and practicing corporate law. Writing books about dirty-talking alpha males and the strong, sassy women who bring them to their knees is by far the most fabulous job she’s ever had.
She loves hearing from her readers at [email protected].
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