The Conclusion To The Hottest Read Of 2014

*Newly Revised And Edited Second Edition*

After spending an incredible night with Mr. Chef Suave (Aiden Colburn), Sarah Kinsely discovers that he may not be all that he seems.

In Coming Back Sarah struggles as she tries to piece her life together once again as more than just her relationship with the steamy chef begins to fall apart.

Will Sarah Kinsely get her happy ending after all?

Read the final story in the Sarah Kinsely story to find out!

Excerpt

He opened the door for me and I stepped out of the car, taking his hand for balance. The wine was starting to get the best of me and I needed something to hold onto. His hand slid down my arm and rested on the small of my back as we made our way to the front office doors.
I can’t tell you why I wanted him here, at the office. When he had asked me after dinner if I would like to continue the “meeting” I had told him we should probably finish this “business meeting” where “business meetings” are supposed to be held.
I had even made air quotes with my fingers.
Under the influence I was a complete rube.
Brandon pulled out a large set of keys and opened the automatic front doors by hand. As he pulled the heavy glass doors apart I placed my hand on his shoulders. He wasn’t a muscle bound hunk, but he was a man and it felt nice to feel him heaving and pushing with all his might. He looked back over his shoulder and flashed a smile at me.
He grabbed me by the hand and pulled me through the reception area, I almost tripped flat on my face. The alcohol was gaining hold of my brain and robbing me of my ability to walk in a straight line.
I saw Lizzy’s desk as he pulled me through into the main building.
If only you could see me now, you burlesque bitch.
I instantly regretted the thought. That wasn’t me. I am not that kind of girl.
Or am I?
I looked around, taking in the scene. My mind struggled to make the connections, to make sense of what was going on.
I was at work, with my boss's boss. He was holding my hand and we were heading —
“Let’s go in here,” I said pulling Brandon into Peyton’s office.
Yeah, this would be a good spot, right on her fake ass bear rug.
My eye twitched and I frowned. Did I really just think that? What is going on with me?
Brandon closed the shades to the windows that overlooked the Willamette.
“Keep them open,” I said.
“Are you sure?”
“Yes.”

More About The Author

C.J. Berry is an award winning copywriter by day and steamy romance writer by night. Ever since she was a little girl she has carried a book around with her everywhere she went. In college she discovered Nora Roberts, Maya Banks, H.M. Ward and other great romance writers and decided to make a career out of writing.

She tries to write erotic romance with characters that make you laugh, cry and swoon. She loves a happy ending but doesn’t like when they come easy and her writing reflects that.

Most of her writing is inspired by true events and personal experience. It has been a complete hoot for her to write it all down and relive those moments.

When she is not writing she is reading, running, crafting or spending time with her kids in her beloved hometown of Portland, Oregon.