From New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Carrie Ann Ryan comes a new story in her Montgomery Ink series…
Back in Denver, Abby lost everything she ever loved, except for her daughter, the one memory she has left of the man she loved and lost. Now, she’s moved next to the Montgomerys in Colorado Springs, leaving her past behind to start her new life.
One step at a time.
Ryan is the newest tattoo artist at Montgomery Ink Too and knows the others are curious about his secrets. But he’s not ready to tell them. Not yet. That is…until he meets Abby.
Abby and Ryan thought they had their own paths, ones that had nothing to do with one another. Then…they took a chance.
On each other.
One night at a time.
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I love everything from Carrie Ann Ryan and I admit I am a little behind in this particular series so I jumped at the chance to read this one. I was intrigued by the story line. I didn’t remember Abby so I wanted to know what was going on. I am so glad I did and this book led me to go back and read whatever I missed.
Abby and Ryan could not have been better together! Abby is starting over after the love of her life and daughter’s father died. Now she is struggling a little to lean on others. Of course being from with the Montgomery’s helps with that. They have a way about them that will draw you in. She meets Ryan through that friendship and he has issues of his own. I love the way two people who are friends become more. They need each in ways they don’t understand and together they will learn what it means to start over in life. To find what you were looking for even if you didn’t know you were looking.
She pulled into Ryan’s driveway, right next to his car, and let out a breath. She’d been right. He was home.
She didn’t want to say that he was going to pay for leaving her like that, but it would be pretty damn close. Anger surged through her veins. She wasn’t mad at Ryan, she was angry that he’d given up. But his life had been dealt another blow, and he had turned around and done the same to her.
Well, that just wouldn’t stand.
She slammed the car door and made her way to Ryan’s front door. She rang the doorbell, once, twice, then three times, her hands shaking as she did.
Maybe the adrenaline from what had happened at the store was finally wearing off and she was starting to freak out. Well, she could do that later. First, she needed to make sure that Ryan understood exactly what was going on.
Because there was no way she’d let it end like this.
It was going to end on her terms or his. Their terms.
She was about to ring the doorbell again when Ryan opened the door, his eyes wide, a closed beer bottle in his hand, and his shirt unbuttoned.
It was very hard to concentrate on being angry with him and the entire situation when all she could do was stare at his chest.
His very sexy chest.
A chest with the perfect amount of hair that made her want to growl, and ink everywhere there wasn’t hair.
She really, really wanted to touch that chest.
But first, she needed to let her anger out.
“Can I come in?” she asked as she pushed her way into the house.
She wasn’t usually this forward. In fact, she was usually only this way with her business. Except for when she had been in bed with Ryan. Then, she had been just as forward as he was. And it had been fun. Good. Neither of them fighting for control but pushing each other to go further. To fly over the edge as they came.
That had been fun.
But her standing up for herself like this? She wasn’t really good at it.
But she’d be damned if she let what had happened earlier change and ruin everything.
Ryan closed the door behind her and then turned around on his heel. “I guess you can just come in.”
“Thanks. We need to talk.”
He pinched the bridge of his nose and let out a breath. “I don’t want to hurt you, Abby, but you need to go.”
She ignored the little clutch in her belly at his words. She would let him off the hook this time and not get too angry. She wouldn’t lash out at him for pushing her away. She understood the desire, the need. She had done enough of that when she lost Max. But she wasn’t about to walk away just then.