So much of his life had been about loss. Didn’t he deserve some happiness? He looked down moodily at a couple standing under a street lamp, kissing. What he wouldn’t give to have a woman’s arms around him tonight.
Then he blinked and caught his breath at the thought, guilt flooding him. What a thing to think on the anniversary of Fleur’s death. He’d promised himself he’d never look at another woman again, let alone date or fall in love. For two years he’d been celibate and had barely given women a second thought. He’d loved Fleur with all his heart, and when she’d died, his heart had not only broken but had shattered into so many pieces he’d thought he’d never be able to fit them all back together again.
But for the first time, Brock acknowledged to himself that he was lonely.
You left me, he thought, looking up at the star-studded sky. You left me alone, and I miss you, and I’ve tried to go on by myself, but I’m only human.
Six months after Fleur had died, friends had started inviting him out on dates, but he’d refused every suggestion of meeting someone. He’d grieved for two years. Was it disloyal to feel he was finally ready to move on?
He ached to feel a warm body against him, and to feel the shared bliss of sexual release, but equally it wasn’t just about that. He missed talking to Fleur, telling her his hopes and fears, and just knowing someone was there for him. That kind of love came around only once in a lifetime, but if someone else existed who could provide even a fraction of the joy he’d felt with his first wife, he knew he would be a lucky man.
Glancing at the laptop still resting on the arm of the chair, he thought about Erin. He had no idea what she looked like, where she lived, or much about her private life, apart from that she was a single parent and had a young son. But he liked her, and she made him laugh. Was that so terrible?
He shouldn’t talk to her. Maybe another night he could have a chat, but tonight wouldn’t be right. Would it?
What would Fleur say? He could almost hear her voice, a little impatient, slightly amused. Her boy’s in hospital, Brock. For God’s sake, just talk to the woman.
His lips curved up, and he went back to the chair and pulled the laptop toward him.
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Other Books by Serenity Woods
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Christmas Wishes
Book 1: Santa’s Secret
Book 2: White-Hot Christmas
Book 3: His Christmas Present
Book 4: If Kisses Were Snowflakes
Three Wise Men
Book 1: The Perfect Gift
Book 2: An Ideal Present
Book 3: A Secret Parcel
Three Wise Men Box Set
Love Comes Later
Book 1: My Christmas Fiancé
Book 2: My New Year Fling
Book 3: My Valentine Seduction
Love Comes Later Box Set
Serenity’s Standalones
Book 1: Kiss and Make Up
Book 2: One Hot Winter’s Night
Book 3: Set me Free
Book 4: Remember Me
Book 5: Mr. Insatiable
Like a Boss
Book 1: Taking Charge
Book 2: Taking Over
Book 3: Taking Liberties
Book 4: Taking Time
Like a Boss Box Set
Blue Penguin Bay
Book 1: As Deep as the Ocean
Book 3: As Timeless as the Sea
Blue Penguin Bay Box Set
Treats to Tempt You
Book 1: Treat with Caution
Book 2: Treat her Right
Book 3: A Rare Treat
Book 4: Trick or Treat
Book 5: A Festive Treat
Book 5.5: No Way to Treat a Lady (Novella)
Book 6.5: A Taste of Things to Come (Novella)
Between the Sheets
Book 1: A Secret Between Friends
Book 2: An Ocean Between Us
Heartfelt
Book 1: Mr. Sinful
Book 2: Mr. Seductive
Book 3: Mr. Sensational
Heartfelt Box Set
The Four Seasons
Book 1: Seducing Summer
Book 2: Tempting Autumn
Book 3: Bewitching Winter
Book 4: Persuading Spring
The Four Seasons Box Set
Sensual Healing
Book 1: An Uncommon Sense
Book 2: Making Sense
Book 3: Talking Sense
Sensual Healing Box Set
Other Standalones
Something Blue
Holly’s First Noel
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SERENITY WOODS LIVES in the sub-tropical Northland of New Zealand with her wonderful husband and gorgeous teenage son. She writes hot and sultry contemporary romances with a happy ever after, and would much rather immerse herself in reading or writing romance than do the dusting and ironing, which is why it’s not a great idea to pop round if you have any allergies.
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