incessant pounding on the door and the sound of my brother Brody’s pissed off
voice pulled me out of my drunken haze. I peeled one eyelid open and groaned.
twenty-four hours came back to me in all its ugly detail. Irelyn had left me
for Marcus of all people because I had unleashed crazy Zolt on her. Now, I lay
in bed with a woman I didn’t even know, in an apartment I hadn’t expected to
ever see again. On top of all this, my head throbbed like a bass drum spurred
on by the hangover from hell.
wishing we hadn’t smoked it all. Hell, we’d even drained the several bottles of
tequila we’d brought with us. Only a couple of enticing drops remained at the
bottom of the bottle.
fruitless, I reached down and picked up one of them, tipping back the very last
drop into my mouth. I growled my irritation and threw the bottle to the floor.
returned my head to the pillow. There would be no numbing myself until I got
fucking mess! I had
indulged myself in an epic bender. The need to get lost and forget the shit of
the last two days had trumped better judgment.
the door?” A feminine hand stroked my chest and I cringed. Majorly hungover,
the naked girl next to me wasn’t as appealing this morning as she’d been last
It would happen any minute. The cavalry had arrived to save my sorry ass. It
didn’t matter that I didn’t care, nor deserve, to be saved.
than any physical pain I’d ever experienced. I’d ruined the one thing that
meant everything to me. I’d fucked up so badly that being with Marcus seemed
like a better alternative. In my chest, my heart was a shredded heap of sinew
and muscle. No amount of no-name blondes, alcohol, and pot eased my pain.
that day on the football field. For six years, I’d thought her a hallucination.
The best day of my life had been the day she became real. Until now, losing my
football career had been the worst thing to happen to me. That paled in
comparison; losing my angel, my seraph, hurt much worse.
sound of heavy footsteps approached the bedroom.
the polite thing would be to cover myself with a sheet, but I didn’t give a
shit. Let my brother Brody and T-bone see me in all my glory. If I were a
gentleman, I’d cover up Blondie next to me, but I didn’t care about her either.
and assessed the situation. He picked up one of the empty bottles and shook his
head. “Shit, Zolt. Are you insane?”
complained, pulling the sheet over herself.
hint of disgust in his voice. “Get up and go. The party is over.”
last night faded in the cold light of day, and I waited for Brody’s lecture to
commence. Rolling over, I pulled the pillow over my head. I was in no mood to
be scolded for acting out, even if I deserved it.
“Forget you ever met him. If you don’t have a ride, I’ll arrange for one.”
There was something wrong with him, anyway. He couldn’t get it up and he kept
calling me Irelyn.”
come home. I can’t believe you. Seriously, do you really think smoking pot and
binging on tequila with a strange woman is a good idea?”
the pillow tighter over my head.
drag you out. Irelyn needs you.”
certain she wants nothing to do with me.”
If she left you of her own volition, then why did she leave her dog and her
Mustang behind? Besides you, those were the two things she adored the most.
Rachel says she’s not returning her calls either. I’m telling you, she’s in
green, Brody. Green means good. She’s good. She’s happy,” I said, my voice
breaking. “She has what she wants and it’s not me.”
this. He’s holding something or someone over her, and we have to help her
before he hurts her or worse. He had Sloan arrested on a trumped-up charge in
front of the dress shop to get him out of the way.”
together very long, and there was so much we had yet to learn about each other,
the one thing I knew with absolute certainty is Irelyn would not leave her dog,
her car, or her friends behind. She and Rachel were like sisters. If I’d
thought instead of reacted, I would have figured it out.
Brody sat on the edge of the bed and grabbed my wrist, taking my pulse. “How
much did you drink?”
found Blondie. Fucking, drinking, and smoking pot had been my goal. After we
had gotten trashed, I tried to fuck her but I couldn’t. My cock had failed me,
leaving me even more pissed off.
chosen Marcus, or maybe it was just wishful thinking. Either way, screwing
Blondie had seemed like a betrayal. I couldn’t go there yet. I wondered if I’d
ever be ready to be with someone else.
healthier way of coping,” Brody said as he prepared the B-12 shot.
skin. I was in love with Irelyn. Until I had my say with her, face-to-face, I
needed to be by myself.
resorting to drinking and using with a woman you don’t even know.”
his chest. His expression mirrored Brody’s tone, and I could see the
disappointment in his eyes.
Viper home; I don’t want you driving.”
address of this apartment.”
chances,” T-bone answered.
can talk about what’s going on,” Brody added, putting away his medical
Marcus must be holding something major over Irelyn’s head to make her do what
she did. The thought of her in the hands of that monster made my stomach roil.
I jumped off the bed and ran into the bathroom just in time to toss the
contents of my last meal into the toilet.
bathtub. Just days ago, Irelyn was in my bed and in my life, and I was making
love to her. Now, I sat on the floor of the bathroom puking my guts out.
to get you home so we can start planning how to get Irelyn away from him. You
can lick your wounds later.”
rinsed the vomit aftertaste from my mouth, but the sour taste of Irelyn’s
rejection remained. Only bring her home would erase it.
water on my skin, but I deserved it. After all, you shouldn’t be able to scrub
away your own cocksuckerism behavior without it hurting.
got there. They stared at me with a mixture of pity and irritation. Irritation
I could handle; pity just pissed me off.
hand squeezing Cory’s.
she told you Marcus proposed and she accepted?”
glanced at Cory and they shared an unspoken conversation.
planned to come here right after. She wanted to be here when you woke from
being sedated. Staying away from you wasn’t her intention. Obviously, Marcus
cornered her at the dress salon.”
his Irish accent even more pronounced. “I should have guessed Marcus
major. She’s going to kill me for telling you, but here it goes: Irelyn is in
love with you. I guarantee that didn’t change in less than twenty-four hours.”
nose. I was so pissed at myself for losing control that day, and now the if onlys scrolled through my mind. If only I had my shit together. If only
I had been there with her at the dress fitting. I scrubbed my face with my
hands as my stomach roiled again. “This is my fault.”
can’t dwell on who’s to blame. We need to figure out where Irelyn is and how to
get her away from Marcus.”
dropped her off, right Sloan?” Cory asked.
most likely had to do with the way he had eye-fucked Kenna the other night.
hanging out with her friends and lost her phone again. She can be kind of ditsy
fitting. The salon called and asked if she wanted to reschedule.”
looked at each other.
contacting Jackson to see if he’s heard anything.”
and he has harmed her, I’ll fucking kill him. I need to contact my dad.”
says he’s heard rumors about a new woman up for auction. Apparently, Marcus has
two houses. Jackson’s trying to find out the location of the other house.
Marcus isn’t stupid enough to keep them at his residence.”
take Cory’s hand. “Marcus is on the board of the AZ Cardinals Charity Ball.
He’ll be there, and he’ll bring Irelyn. It just makes sense if he’s going to
perpetuate this farce about them getting married. Marcus’s pride will dictate
that they be seen together in society.”
not leaving without Irelyn.”
location of the house, I would go there now.”
you’re right, Z. The best place to recover Irelyn will be in a public forum.
Cory, we need to meet with your father. I need to brief him on what’s going on.
I don’t want him to do anything stupid. I’ve laid the groundwork from the
inside out. That’s our advantage and we need to keep it.”
follow behind us?”
involvement. It’s possible the firm may have some liability regarding the Aspen
Holdings/Black Swan settlement.”
eyes were black with ire. I don’t know if anyone else felt the menace coming
from him, but I did. His jaw muscle worked, clenching and unclenching.
Something had happened between him and Kenna, and I empathized with him, I did.
Being Zolt begins where we left off with Indulging Irelyn. Irelyn is still with Marcus and Zolt has gone off the deep end, not taking a minute to understand what is going on. Luckily for him he has T-bone and Brody to get him to understand what they need to do to get Irelyn back from the clutches of evil.
Irelyn is unsure of anything at this time, she thinks she is doing the right thing to help out the ones she loves and keep them safe. But in reality no one is safe.
Zolt regresses back to his old ways, to only find out that he can’t be that person anymore. The bond that he and Irelyn have is too strong. Fate brought them together and nothing will keep them apart.
This book has danger, action, a psychotic madman, suspense, death, murder, but it also has love, friendship, family, and healing. My emotions ran wild while reading this book, I couldn’t put it down I had to know what would happen next. The highs and lows of the book are extreme.
Irelyn shows unbelievable courage, strength, resilience, and the ability to never give up against all odds. Not only does she overcome her own hardship, but she also works to help other women and children fight against sex-trafficking.
Zolt also overcomes a lot throughout this book and finds strength in his love for Irelyn and his brother and T-Bone. The connection that Irelyn and Zolt have for one another is one seen fairytales, with lots of evil entwined, but as in fairytales they were able to fight the evil and come out the other side stronger. The undying love that they have for each other is amazing.
now the voices in her head won’t shut up and the stories keep coming.
romance. When she’s not spending time in her fantasy world, Dawna loves
football, reading, and pretending she’s a top chef in the kitchen. Oh, and
fawning over her dogs and husband, sometimes in that order.
releases February 5, 2014.