0 0

Share it on your social network:

Or you can just copy and share this url

Two damaged souls must overcome the pain of their past to have the love they’ve always dreamed of…

After years with no one but herself to rely on, Hattie Yates has finally met the man of her dreams. But she was taught from a young age that it was hopeless to dream. There was only success, failure was not an option and it had terrible consequences. Now, the thought of another disappointment petrifies her. But when a suspicious phone call leads to more trouble than she can handle, there’s only one man Hattie trusts to help…

Axl Pantera knows Hattie is the only woman for him—and so does Hattie. Yet despite the attraction burning between them, Hattie refuses to let Axl in. The former soldier is determined to woo Hattie into letting down her walls, yet when danger comes calling, he finds himself battling for more than her heart. Axl will do anything to prove to Hattie that they’re meant to be, but first, he’ll need to keep her safe.


Kristen Ashley

Expected Release Date: 25 May 2021

Book Series: 

The third instalment in Kristen Ashley’s steamy and emotional Dream Team series is out this week, and I have a sneak peek for you.

(Visited 435 times, 1 visits today)


On these thoughts, I let out a heavy sigh and look out the slats so I wouldn’t grab my phone again and torture myself with the various ways I’d screwed up with Axl.

And it seemed I was really good at this, considering as I did it, I conjured up the image of Axl walking along the sidewalk in front of my house.

Though, the truth of it was, Axl was walking along the sidewalk in front of my house.

I sat up straight in my chair.

My movement must have caught his attention because he stopped, and his eyes caught mine through the slats.

Oh boy.

He shifted direction. No longer heading to the front walk, he was striding up the grass to the gate of my deck.

And then I lost sight of him because he was at the gate to my deck.

Oh boy!

I took my feet off the chair, put them to the rug and stood.

The deck door opened and Axl was there.

And man, he made navy cargos and a gray tee look like everything.

No offense to Brett, but better than Brett in practically nothing.


I was so in trouble.

“Uh—” I started, panicked.



Because he was there, and I really could not take him being mean to me again, even if I deserved it.


Brett was there because I had a situation that might be nothing, but it also might be something, and I hadn’t thought Axl would ever find out I had this situation.

But now he was there, and Brett was there, and to explain why Brett was there, I’d have to explain said situation.

However, as what was becoming usual with Axl, that “uh” was all I got out before he lifted a hand, palm out my way.

“No. I gotta start. Because I fucked up. I was a dick. Totally uncool.”

What he said made me completely forget I had anything to say.

He dropped his hand and kept talking.

“I was pissed, and I’ve been frustrated for a while you won’t let me get to you and that came out. No excuses. I should have locked it down, sorted through it before I came to you. But I didn’t. And I apologize. Seriously, Hattie. What I did was fucked and I wished I didn’t do it. But I did. And there’s nothin’ left but for me to say I’m sorry.”


That was so nice!


I again got no more out.

“You’re beautiful.”

I blinked and my belly felt funny.


I was?

I mean, I knew I wasn’t hard to look at.


“And you danced that dance for me,” he continued. “It messed with my head. It was…” He shook his head. “I’d never seen anything like that. Felt anything like it. No one had ever given me anything as gorgeous as that. It was too much. Too big. And the only person I could work that out with was you, and you cut off every avenue to you, and I needed to process what I was feeling. I couldn’t hang on to it anymore.”


Yup, again, that was all he let me say.

Though, I was glad whatever I was going to say didn’t stop him from saying what he said next.

And the way he said it.

Low and tortured and thick and amazing.

“Christ, baby, I can’t get it out of my head. I go to sleep, thinking about you dancing. I wake up, and the first thing I see before I open my eyes is you looking at me after that dance. I—”



I moved the five steps to him, put my hand to his chest and whispered, “Shut up.”

He stared down at me, unmoving.

I stared up at him, the same.

The air around us grew heavy.

And he was so gorgeous, saying such incredible things, not to mention right there, and I was touching him, I couldn’t stop my lips from saying, “Shut up, shut up.”

The words that came after that lingered in the air unsaid, but they were there.

Kiss me like you mean it.

And he heard them.

Find it on Goodreads:  

Connect with the Author:  

Dream Team - Recommended Reading Order

(standalone stories with interconnected characters)

You Might Also Like...


COVER REVEAL: Yours to Keep by Claudia Burgoa
EXCLUSIVE EXCERPT: Love In Secrets by Scarlett Cole

Add Your Comment

Copyright © 2023 Natasha is a Book Junkie
Designed with by Regina Wamba and Priceless Design Studio
Proudly Hosted by Flywheel  |  Privacy Policy