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Title: ALL I’VE WANTED, ALL I’VE NEEDED
Author: A.E. Valdez
Release Date: July 23, 2021
Genre: Adult Paranormal Romance
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Harlow Shaw feels naïve for believing in happily ever afters but she craves a love that lights her up.
She thought she had it all with her boyfriend. Until his promising baseball career overshadows their relationship and he asks her a life changing question. It causes her to wonder if what they have is all she ever truly wanted.
Harlow is yearning for more than the curated life she is living.
A trip to Bali, a move to Seattle, and a “burned” cup of coffee lead her to a friendship she didn’t know she needed and a love so deep she can feel it in her bones.
I just finished up with my afternoon client and glance out my shop’s windows. I have to double-take because I realize that the girl my sister introduced me to is standing out there staring at the sign. She has the coffees I ordered— I glance at the clock on the wall— almost an hour ago in her hands. Not that I give a fuck about how long it took her to get here. I’m actually glad it took her longer because it would have gone cold while I finished up with my client. That doesn’t stop me from wanting to give her shit about it. A smile pulls at my lips as I make my way to the lobby.
I hear her talking to Riley. Well, more so, Riley talking to her, because Harlow is too busy looking around the shop with curiosity to listen to what she has to say. I enjoy the view of her. She has a willowy frame with legs for days, a nice ass. Her skin is a rich, velvety golden brown, and she has light brown kinky curly hair that is piled on top of her head in a bun, Her bright brown almond shaped eyes look like sunshine shining through a glass of whiskey. Okay, so I may have studied her a little harder than what I let onto my sister. Fucking sue me. It would be a sin to not appreciate a nice view.
She starts to respond to Riley. “Oh, no I’m—” but when she turns around to examine the rest of the shop her gaze falls on me and she stops mid-sentence.
“Late,” I finish her sentence for her.
She stands there with her lips slightly parted as if she isn’t sure what to say.
Her full lips curve into a smile and she starts looking around the shop again as she talks. “Yeah, sorry, it’s busy at the shop and I shouldn’t even be working today, but my uncle needed me so I decided to work so…” Her voice trails off and she holds out the cup holder to me.
“They should be hot…”
I don’t immediately take them, I just let her stand there for a few seconds holding them out to me while I continue to stare at her. She raises an eyebrow, still with a smile on her face, and I take them. Does she always smile this much?
“Is it burned?” I ask and try my best to keep the smile off of my face.
Her eyes narrow and she crosses her arms over her chest. “I don’t know, why don’t you taste it and tell me since you’re such a coffee connoisseur.”
I can’t help the smile that pulls at my lips. I look for my cup of Americano and grab it. I turn my attention towards Riley. “Can you take these back for the rest of the crew?” Riley gets up and looks between Harlow and I, clearly confused. I rarely make small talk with people. Especially someone who is delivering coffee.
Harlow’s eyes follow Riley as she leaves. Her smile is back on her face. “She’s nice.”
“That’s because I pay her to be.”
“Yeah, imagine customers having to deal with you first? Tragic.” Her voice sounds like honey laced with venom.
This time, I give her a genuine smile and she rolls her eyes.
“Well, I better get back to the shop. It’s really busy right now.”
I pique an eyebrow. “Aren’t you curious as to whether the coffee is burned or not?”
She rests her hands on her hips. “I know it isn’t, Acyn.” I’m shocked she remembered my name and that she calls me Acyn instead of Ace. Only family and a few close friends call me Acyn. To everyone else I’m Ace, the tattoo guy.
“You can call me Ace.”
She blinks at me and snorts with laughter.
“What’s so funny?” I ask.
“Nothing… Ace,” she says my nickname with a sarcastic tone and then chuckles. “I’ll call you Acyn. It sounds better anyway.”
About the Author
A.E. Valdez discovered her passion for writing when she was given a journal by her 5th grade teacher and has been creating poetry, works of fiction, and gaming narratives ever since. As a child, she wanted to read more stories with people that looked like her.
She loves all things romance, from heartbreak to happily ever afters. She pours her own heart and soul into the stories she brings to life. Causing readers to fall in, and sometimes out, of love alongside her characters.
Amanda currently resides in the Pacific Northwest with her husband and their two sons. Most days you can find her sipping on an iced latte while she writes or enjoying time with her family.
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