ML Broome | Contemporary Romance Author
Book of the Month
Both Sides Now is by far my most emotional read. It's the story of a young widow who lost the love of her life to cancer. It's been two years, and she's reached a decision: to preserve his legacy and have his child using the sperm they froze before his treatments.
What Callista doesn't count on is falling for the doctor assigned to her case.
Keegan Russo is gorgeous, brilliant, and completely off limits. He doesn't believe in any of the trappings of love, and Callista won't settle for less.
But every time they're together, the fire between them smolders and threatens to burn out of control.
Can Callista allow a second love into her heart or will Keegan walk away then he realizes he'll forever be chasing ghosts?
(Sample read below!)
“Have you thought about my offer, Callista?” He grazes my lower back with his fingertips, barely dusting them against my skin.
It’s the slightest of touches, but it triggers memories of that night and those few stolen moments when we caved to our primal desires.
Brain, will you please stop thinking about that kiss? It’s not happening again. At least not with me in the role of heroine. No, it will be Ally or some other equally beautiful and uncomplicated woman.
Ugh.
“I have,” I mumble.
His intoxicating caress pauses, but Keegan keeps his hand pressed against the small of my back. “And?”
“Wouldn’t you rather take someone else? A beautiful woman you can ply with drinks and fancy food, before ending the evening with some raunchy sex? I’ll bet women swing on chandeliers for you.”
I expect a snort of laughter or an embarrassed chuckle.
I get neither.
Instead, Keegan inches closer and wraps his arm around my waist, his breath tickling my ear. “Has it ever occurred to you that I asked you for that very reason?”
A snicker flies from my lips. “Oh, I get it. I’m your shag for the weekend.”
Keegan returns my chuckle, but his grip remains firm. “Obviously. I have high standards.”
“Are you sure about that?” I tease, as the color climbs my cheeks once again.
“I’m turning over a new leaf. So, will you come with me or do I have to beg?”
“Begging might be fun.” I fight to maintain a cool facade during our lighthearted exchange. But internally, my hormones are firing on all cylinders, and it’s getting harder to breathe the longer his firm body presses against mine.
“Calli, I’ll make you a promise. You come with me, and you won’t have to beg for anything. I’ll give you whatever you want. As many times as you want it.”