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Taming Trent

Sherman Family Series Book 5

by Dominique Eastwick

Genre – Contemporary Romance

 

Blurb

Trenton Sherman discovers the hard way he can’t save those who didn’t want

saving. In the end, it costs him nearly everything to try. With his business in the

tank, his body broken, and his very beliefs challenged, Trenton must battle his

demons both real and in his head if he is to achieve the future he always

dreamed of.

Once bitten twice shy. Tamron loved the wrong man when the right one had

been there the whole time. But now that she has a real chance at love is she

willing to take the chance? Can she be what Trent needs to overcome the PTSD

he is dealing with?

Can two people burned by the same man find the common ground to fight for a

love they deserve, or will the ground beneath them crumble like the ice cave that

brought them back together.

The Sherman family is back fighting for their youngest brother, and nothing will

stop them.

 

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Excerpt

Trent adjusted in his bed, his heart in his throat, what would he do if she

answered the way he feared her next question? “You don’t want children?”

“On the contrary. I just didn’t want children with him.” Her voice dropped

in both tone and volume. “There, now our dirty little secret is out in the

open.”

“Tamron?”

“What? What do you want me to say? God, you know Craig. He’s selfish and

only wants things someone else has. How long would it take him to become

bored with a baby and me as a mom? I never understood why he stayed so

long or asked me to marry him to start with.”

“Because I wanted you.” The words flew out before he could prevent them.

Her jaw dropped. “What are you talking about?”

“The first moment I saw you across the damned pub, I thought I had found

my soul mate.”

She paced, shaking her head. “No, that’s not right. You were interested in

Chrissie.”

“Are you kidding me? I was stuck with Chrissie, a woman who claimed an

association because our brothers happened to play rugby together during

Tony’s senior year. And because a decade before, I was at a party with her

when she was barely a teenager. By the time I could take my focus off her

without being rude, Craig had moved in, and I remained forever his wing

man.”

She stopped, arms crossed, staring out the window. For minutes that

seemed like hours, she remained silent, didn’t move or acknowledge his

statement. “Please say something. Damn it! I hate being tied to this bed.”

Stalking across the room before he could say anything else, she cupped his

face and brought her lips to his. Needing no other incentive, he pulled her

closer, his tongue taking the kiss deeper. She tasted of amber beer and the

spices from dinner and smelled divine. He had wanted this moment for so

long, now that he had her in his embrace, he relished it, took his time.

He wanted to remember this moment, every part of it. He pulled back,

searching her hazel eyes. With shaking fingers, he traced her face, learning

with touch what his eyes had memorized years ago. “You are so beautiful.”

“I’m plainly average.” She appeared to be doing the same as him. Her

fingers brushed the stubble on his chin.

“Not to me. I’ve studied every line and curve of your face, convinced your

skin couldn’t be as soft as I imagined.” She closed her eyes, moving into his

touch as he cupped her cheek. “Only to find it is softer than I could have

ever dreamed.”

“Did you? Dream, that is?” She turned into his palm, placing a kiss into the

center.

“I’ve dreamt of you more than any other dream. You’re the unattainable,

the one thing all my connections as a Sherman couldn’t help me obtain.

And yet, if I couldn’t touch you, hold you, I was happy for what scraps I

could get.”

“Why did you never say anything?”

“You were my best friend’s girlfriend then fiancée. I had to stand by and

stand up for another man when all I wanted to do was scream, ‘I do object

because I love her.’”

She pulled away. “You can’t love me.”

 

Author Bio

Award winning author Dominique Eastwick currently calls North Carolina home

with her husband, two children, one lazy lab, and one crazy Norwegian

Elkhound. Dominique spent much of her early life moving from state to state as

a Navy Brat. Because of that traveling is one of her favorite pastimes. When

she’s not writing, you can find Dominique with her second love…her camera.

 

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