COMING JULY 1, 2025

WHEN I TOUCH YOU

BOOK 2

ALL FOR YOU SERIES

Megan the Mattress.

ALL FOR YOU SERIES
IF I LOVE YOU
IF YOU ONLY KNEW
WHEN I TOUCH YOU

That’s what they call her. It’s well deserved, but also, it’s no one’s damn business how many men
she’s screwed, even if it was half of Sessory Corners. That was then. After three years of celibacy, Megan has her Real
Estate license and her priorities in order. All she needs is a sponsor willing to teach her and no distractions.
Enter Tobias Price. The definition of a bad boy, he strolls into her life with his big D swagger she couldn’t ignore. Talk about a distraction! Her libido revs every time he’s nearby.
She won’t give in, can’t give in. She’s come too far to backtrack into her wonton, self-destructive ways.

All Tobias needs is a little peace to figure out the phase of his life. Sessory Corners, with its small-town lifestyle, is the perfect place for the Navy Seal to chill until his life collides with Meghan.
She’s a time bomb, a walking disaster, and so fucking sexy he can’t think straight. She is a no-go zone. A taboo. Has an invisible ‘Do Not Touch’ sign plastered to her chest. She’s the last thing he needs.

None of that is enough to keep her out of his mind and out of his bed.

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“I’ll get my purse, and we’ll just go.”

The bastard had touched her, so it was too late for that. Tobias shook his head. “Show him to me. Now.”

“He-he-he’s the guy at the first table with the b-b-broken nose,” Nervously, she tipped her head toward the swinging doors and backed away.

Tobias nodded once. “All right.” She’d done enough. He’d take care of the rest.

Tobias pushed open the swinging door. He spotted the guy on the second scan of the room, exiting the men’s room. It was hard to miss the crooked, bent to the side, and swollen nose. The bruises and purple discolorations cover his bridge and right eye. Damn. She’d tagged him good. Tobias silently chuckled. It was a beauty and not even an hour old.

The bastard stopped, sneezed, and had to squeeze his nose, but blood trickled between his fingers. He snatched a napkin from a table and shoved it up his leaky faucet.

Tobias stepped into his path. He was a big one and a gym rat. Lots of brawn, which didn’t matter. Not one damn bit. “My girl fucked you up. And she wasn’t even trying.”

“What you say?” It came out nasally. That happened when blood pools in the sinus cavities.

Tobias closed in and looked Bleedy straight in his eyes. “I said my girl fucked you up with just an elbow, and inside of shaking it off and taking it like a man, you threaten her like a bitch.”

“That bitch is yours and you think you can walk in here with me and my men and—”

“Kick your ass? Yeah. That’s what I know.”

He returned to Meghan, who waited at the bar, her fingers twisting her shirt, her body trembling from fear.

Tobias took her hand and whispered in her ear. “You know how to handle a gun?”

Eyes wide, she gasped, “A gun?”

He cupped her cheek, bringing her focus back to him. “Answer me. Do you know how to handle a gun?”

“It’s been a while b-but, yeah. Yes.”

Hmm. I’ll get the details later. He reached behind him and freed a gun from the small of his back and placed it in her dainty hands. Jesus, it was big. Her hand barely fit around it.

“Use it if you have to.”

Her wide eyes seemed to blurt, “On a live target?”

Gripping it tightly, could she? He guessed tonight was a good night for her and him to find out. He looked around the bar again and prayed it wouldn’t come to that.

He’d do what he had to and make sure it didn’t.