Cross My Heart

Cross My Heart
AM Hartnett

Dangerous, but worth the risk?Evie and Ryan are selective. Not just any man will do. After weeks of trying to make a connection online they finally extend an invitation that outs their sinful search to their widowed landlord, Seth. And then Seth reveals a secret of his own: he’s more than eager to become his young tenants’ playmate.In spite of the explosive dynamic the threesome find in bed, Ryan’s insecurities bubble to the surface. He wanted a lover who wouldn’t hurt Evie, but as he watches his woman writhe with the ecstasy another man gives her, it becomes clear that Seth isn’t the one Evie needs to worry about leaving with a bruised heart. Sharing the control in bed was the easy part. Losing control of his emotions could destroy what he has with Evie.

Cross My Heart

A. M. HARTNETT

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Contents

Cover (#uecdc15bd-ef47-59dd-ba95-dcc07ab8372f)

Title Page (#u62d0bd66-e9b5-55c1-a17f-60a3b5e9dd9d)

Copyright (#ub48931af-9126-54de-aecb-e5f462da9a38)

Chapter One (#u86c7fdf5-80f4-5efa-9c4f-c75d449c1844)

Chapter Two (#ubf861072-129e-54d0-9ad8-0d34605c8f04)

Chapter Three (#u85220c48-7d43-5e25-a524-4b38021d4d2f)

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Chapter One (#u71371f5a-3dad-573d-95ad-c07e56f00e3d)

‘Sneaky, sneaky.’

The deep voice coiled around Evie from the darkness. She gasped, her heart slamming against her chest three times before her common sense banished her panic.

It was just Seth.

She leaned against the metal rail of the fire escape and grinned at the man in the window. He wasn’t entirely in darkness: there was a light on in the bedroom beyond, but his living room was unlit and the shadows cast over him made him seem like a devil. Add to his long-haired and bearded appearance the arms darkened by ink, the glow of his cigarette and the black cat draped across the windowsill in front of him, and he might as well have been a devil or a warlock greeting her at the gates of Hell.

‘I thought you quit those.’

‘Where would you get an idea like that?’ he replied with a chuckle. The end of the cigarette glowed angry red as he took a long drag. He blew a stream to her left, stroked the cat with his free hand and cocked his head. ‘I don’t know why you sneak around like this. You can just walk up the stairs or take the elevator.’

‘You know why: I don’t want Mrs Boyd giving me that look. The one that says she knows I’m about to do something sinful under her roof.’

‘It’s not her roof, it’s mine. My building.’

‘As far as she’s concerned, after forty years here it’s her roof and she just lets you own it.’ Evie let go of the railing and bent down to give Marco a scratch between the ears. The feline vibrated and purred as his tail flicked like a small whip. ‘Besides, he leaves the window open for me.’