Genre: Erotic Romance
Thanks to her cheating ex-husband and her thieving brother, all horse breeder Nikki Kimball has left is a bruised heart, an overdrawn bank account and an empty home. When sex-on-legs Dillon Barnett and his brooding foster-brother Brett Anderson start showing more than just neighborly attention, Nikki is intrigued...and a little gun-shy.
Dillon and Brett have a history; back in high school, the two friends fought a bitter battle over Nikki. Now, ten years later, Brett still longs to be the man in Nikki's life, but he's determined to stand back and let Dillon win Nikki's heart.
Society says Nikki must choose between the two men she loves. Is Nikki strong enough to break all the rules in order to find happiness?
Nikki is a divorcee who looks after her no-hoper brother that is the apple of their parents eye, no matter that he is on parole and unreliable. Nikki wasn't happy with her ex Wade who treated her horribly and her parents even worse when she divorced him but Dillon wants nothing but the best for her and now that she has had time to heal, he sees the opportunity to make his move. When Nikki’s place is broken into and her bank accounts drained it all points to Phil who has run off leaving her without money and having to rely on Dillon and his friend Brett for a place to stay which is where things get interesting between the three and Brett’s feelings for Nikki also come to for forefront;
“Why aren’t you good enough, Brett? You’ve got a good job. You’re as good a man as Dillon.”
No. I’m not.” His eyes opened, pain filling his eyes. And his voice was rough, betraying the struggle he was having with himself. “I’ve got a drunk for a father. My mom ran off when I was little. I’ve got nothing to offer anyone. Dillon’s got the whole Barnett family behind him. He owns a ranch, while I live in a rented apartment. He’s got his own business, with employees. Responsibilities. Don’t you see? That’s why I had to back off. He can offer you so much more than me.”
Her breath stuttered in her throat. She barely made it to the chair before her legs folded under her. “You did want to date me, didn’t you?”
“Yes.” The word was little more than a breath, barely making it past his lips.”