Ever Fallen in Love – Erotic Racing Romance by Wendi Zwaduk
This is my latest racing novella, Ever Fallen in Love. It's a favorite book of mine because it's got a hot Dominant and Racing!! How can you lose? Here's the info:
Tucker lost the love of his life once, but this time, he’s not taking no for an answer.
Once a driver, always a driver…
Racing consumes Tucker Poston’s life. Until he sees her again…Megan Rodney. She’s the one person to come between him and his ride. She’s the only woman to understand him. The only woman he’s ever loved. Circumstances tore their love apart. Now he’s determined to show her the contents of his soul, even if it mea
ns losing his heart.
Being a driver doesn’t warm his lonely nights. Too bad she’s not interested.
Megan’s not about to fall for his smooth lines and slick image. She’s got a good life as a team owner for a stock car team. Still, memories of their love affair burn bright in her mind. What’s a girl to do when the man of her dreams, the man who pushed her away, wants a second chance at forever?
And now for that excerpt!
“Eric suggested you and I settle our differences…at the track.” He wrapped the earphones around his neck and clipped the radio to his belt loops. “I want to help you. I’d guess there will be another couple laps under caution. What’s the team frequency?”
“Forty-seven. I can’t afford another trashed truck.” Her gaze travelled south for a moment or two, and Megan groaned. Her noticing the way his jeans hugged his body and accentuated the strong muscles in his legs wasn’t going to make Mat a better driver. Nope, all it did was kick her libido, back from a long hibernation, into high gear. Truth be told, she didn’t want to deal with Tucker. The wounds from his betrayal were way too fresh even after ten years. Damn. Coupled with his way of wrapping her around his finger, she didn’t stand a chance of keeping him at bay.
Tucker hooked his index finger under her chin. “Hey, I’ve got a good rapport with him. He’s scared he’s not going to finish or keep his ride. It’s paralysing. I know where he’s at because I’ve been there too many times.”
Her heart pounded and her hands shook. If she waited another minute, Mat could put the truck into the wall. Then again, Tucker could make another move and get closer. Megan shoved her second thoughts aside in favour of her team.
“See if you can get through to him, Professor Race Brain.” She found the frequency on his headset. “I’ve got faith in you.”
The corner of his mouth lifted in a smile. “I promise you my best.”
Despite the roar of the engines and the thunder of the crowd, Megan made out a bit of Tucker’s advice. “When you come to the green, do what you know how to do way down in your soul. Forget the pressure. Ignore the guys out to wreck trucks. Focus on what you’re on track to do—race and find a dance partner. You tuck under the guy and push, you’ll have a friend for the lap. Got me?”
Tucker tugged the earphones down around his neck and the half-smile built into a full grin. He bumped her shoulder and eased the earphones from her ears. “All better for now. Mat’s got a good head on his shoulders. He should come out of this race in one piece, albeit a bit dented.” He smoothed his hair back and fixed his hat. “You might consider getting him another crew chief, though. Valletta’s a bastard.”
“Personal issues?” Megan took a step back and gripped the railing. “King’s not the easiest person to be around.”
“King and I have a well-founded mutual hatred, but I meant because he’s tearing Mat down at every turn. He’s toxic. Mat can run and knows what to do if he’s got the right guy on the box.”
“I don’t want to stoke your ego, but you’re right.” She looked away and considered her words. With her team on the line, Tucker had come through. She glanced at Mat’s truck. He’d made it through turn four in a perfect arc. She chuckled. “He’s not perfect, but Mat managed that lap without wall contact. Thank you.”
“No thanks needed.” Tucker redirected her gaze by tipping her chin with the pad of his finger. Heat burned in the depths of his hazel eyes. Her stomach flip-flopped. He dipped his head until their noses were mere millimetres apart. “I’m glad I did something right today—I made you smile.”
Want to know more about Wendi Zwaduk? Here you go:
I always dreamt of writing the stories in my head. Tall, dark, and handsome heroes are my favorites, as long as he has an independent woman keeping him in line. I earned a BA in education at Kent State University and currently hold a Masters in Education with Nova Southeastern University.
I love NASCAR, romance, books in general, Ohio farmland, dirt racing, and my menagerie of animals. I’m published with Total-E-Bound, Changeling Press, Liquid Silver Books and The Wild Rose Press. Come join me for this fantastic journey!
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