Wild Rekindled Love
Wilder Series 4

Professional Reviews

5 CHERRIES: "I think the thing I liked best about the characters was how realistic they are. It almost seemed as if the author based the story off of a real couple that she knows. I mean, we all have regrets that we wish we could go back and change, right? Luckily for Wyatt and Jamie, though they couldn't change the past, the had the opportunity to insure that they made up for their mistakes in the future. This story allows the hopeless romantic in all of us believe that if something was meant to be, it can definitely happen. This story evoked feelings from me that a story has not done in a long time. There are moments in this story when I could feel my eyes begin to burn from unshed tears while other times I could not help but smile brightly. This story certainly had all of the key elements to make it a great and memorable contribution to Wilder Series." -- Peppermint, Whipped Cream Erotic Reviews

5 TEACUPS: "Sandy did a beautiful job in ending this series. Awesome job once again, Sandy." -- Lena, Happily Ever After Reviews

4 DRAGONS: "Wild Rekindled Love is book four in the Wilder Series about the Wilder men and women, and it'll capture your heart and make you dream of a place where cowboys make the best lovers in the world. Wyatt is a doctor with the heart of a cowboy, and Jamie's the kind of country woman who runs a ranch. This is the kind of intense love story that evolves as you read, tugging at your heart strings as Wyatt begins to find the love of the daughter he never knew. It sure made me feel like this was a wholesome kind of love that both Jamie and Wyatt have for their daughter, and the love and desire they have for each other returns in a flash. This is one scorching love story that will keep you turning the pages and enjoying every little bit of love that comes from the three of them, but mostly Wyatt knows what he wants and he isn't going to let it slip his grasp. I enjoyed the way they came back together and Jamie's tentativeness only added to the way the story keeps you involved each page you turn. Don't miss the Wilder series as it is definitely one that brings a whole lot of heart and inspired loving to each of the Wilder children." -- Judy King, Veiled Secrets Reviews

Excerpt

STORY EXCERPT

A sigh rushed from between her lips and she leaned her head back on the couch cushion. “She’ll be fine, Chase. I have to take her to an orthopedic doctor in the next couple of days to put a permanent cast on, but for now, she’s fine. Quit worrying.” Leveling him with an exasperated look, she said, “Damn! You act like her father.”

“Well, someone has to, since Wyatt skipped town.”

“I can take care of my daughter just fine, thank you.”

“Yeah, that’s why you’re living with Mom and Dad.”

She stood up angrily and shouted, “Fuck you, Chase! I may not have a place of my own yet, but I still can take care of Samantha when I need to.”

He rose to his feet too and stopped in front of her, grasping her shoulders in his hands. “I’m not saying you can’t. All I’m saying is that she should have a father figure and I feel like that responsibility lies with me since her real dad didn’t have the balls to stick around.”

“Mom?” The adults turned only to find Samantha standing on the stairs, rubbing her eyes.

“I’m sorry, baby. Did we wake you?”

“No, not really. My arm is starting to hurt again.”

“Let me get you some of the medicine the doctor said you could have, okay?”

Samantha nodded and Jamie disappeared into the kitchen to retrieve the medication Wyatt has prescribed for her pain. When she returned, she found her daughter sitting on the couch next to her uncle and her heart stopped when she heard Samantha’s words.

“The doctor at the hospital said he knew you, Uncle Chase, or did a long time ago. And Mom knew him, too. She even hugged him when he first came into my room.”

“Really? What was his name, Sammy?”

“Wyatt.”

Chase’s gaze ricocheted up to hers and she felt the color drain out of her cheeks as her hands began to shake.

“Wyatt?” His blue eyes narrowed into agitated slits and her knees went weak.

“Yep. He’s cool. He took really good care of me and even sat down and held my hand while they gave me medicine.”

“Care to explain, sis?”

“Um…no.”

“Jamie Marie?” he growled.

“Don’t give me that shit, Chase. I’m not discussing this in front of Samantha.”

“Fine.” He stood and grabbed her arm around her bicep as he physically escorted her through the kitchen and out the back. “Wyatt?”

“Don’t start, brother.”

“He’s here?” He raked his fingers through his hair before he started to pace. “That son of a bitch is here! In Laramie?”

“Yes, he is.”

“He’s a doctor? At the fucking emergency room?”

“Evidently.”

He stopped in front of her and grabbed her arm in another fierce grip. “Did you know he was here?”

“Of course I didn’t, not until he walked into her room.” Her voice rose in agitation.

Damn him!

“I’ll kill him!” Chase growled as he headed for the house.

He stopped when Jamie said, “Leave him alone. He’s not the one at fault here.”

“What the hell are you talking about? He walked away when you told him you were pregnant with Samantha. He didn’t care enough to stay here and raise his child and take care of his responsibilities.” He snapped his fingers with an almost maniacal smile lifting his lips. “Wait! I know. I’m going to call Justin and Cole and all three of us will kill him together.”

“Damn it, listen to me. Leave him alone. This isn’t his fault.”

“Why? He needs to take care of his responsibility – his daughter.”

“He didn’t leave because he wanted to. He left because I told him to.” There. It’s out.The heavy burden she carried with her for nine years finally reared its ugly head.

“What the hell are you saying? You told him to leave?”

She sighed heavily and sank down onto the patio chair. “Yes. I told him to leave. I was seventeen and scared. He was twenty years old, trying to get through college and when I found out about my pregnancy, I didn’t know what to do. I couldn’t ask him to drop out of school to take care of me and the baby. It wasn’t fair to him.”

Chase sat down next to her and took her hand in his. “What about you? It wasn’t fair for you to have to raise her by yourself.”

“No, I guess it wasn’t, but I had you, Justin, Cole and Mom and Dad to help me. I knew I could count on my family.”

“So he took the easy way out and left town.”

“I guess you could say that, yes. He didn’t want to. I told him I wouldn’t see him anymore. I forced him to leave.”

 “God, what a mess this is,” he said with a heavy sigh.

“This isn’t your fight anymore. It’s mine and mine alone. I chose the path I took and now that he is back in town, I have to face the choice I made. It changed both our lives and Samantha’s. This is my mess to clean up.”

“Not alone. You are never alone and you know that.”

Tears burned the back of her eyelids when she touched his face. “I love you, Chase, but I have to take care of this myself. I’m not sure how I’m going to fix this, but I will – somehow I will.”

ADULT EXCERPT

Turquoise eyes leveled on her. “Has anyone else been raising my daughter?”

She chuckled dryly as she wiped the remaining tears from her cheeks. “You’ve got to be kidding me? No one, but Chase. I can’t even go out anywhere without every man in this town avoiding me like the plague. The reputation of the overprotective Wilder brothers precedes me everywhere I go.”

“Well, good ‘ole Jake certainly seemed willing to take on the Wilder brothers to get into those skin tight jeans.”

Anger zipped through her as she stopped in front of him and squared her shoulders. “Fuck you, Wyatt.”

“Not until you beg me,” he growled seconds before his arm snaked around her waist and he yanked her to his chest. She managed to bring her hands up, but his quick action just flattened her palms against the soft hair as it tickled her fingertips.

Her unflinching gaze met his and their rasping breaths mingled in the small space separating their lips. With a tortured snarl, his mouth came down on hers, slanting across lips while his hand fisted in her hair. She whimpered but gave into the sensations he created. Opening for him, she accepted his tongue, entangling it with her own.

Good lord, it’s been way too long since I’ve felt like this. “Nine years,” her heart whispered as she slipped her hands up around his neck and tangled her fingers in the hair at his nape.

Lips skimmed across her cheek to her ear until his teeth found her sensitive earlobe, nipping softly when she tipped her head to the side. He moved his hand from her back to her breast and cupped it with his palm, his thumb brushing the nipple until it hardened under his touch. Arching toward him, she pushed her breast further into his hand. Her breath hitched in her throat as a moan bubbled in her chest. He nibbled her neck, forcing a whimper from her mouth. The rough pad of his tongue soothed the sting of his teeth moments before he moved back toward her ear. One jean clad thigh slipped between hers and he forced her groin closer to his with a palm against her lower back.

“Tell me you want this as much as I do, baby.”

“Oh God yes,” she whispered as she gave into the desire racing out of control between them. It had always been like this when they made love. The fire raging between them, simmered under the surface. Even when they were dating, her need for him bordered on out of control.

Both of his hands slipped around and cupped her ass before he lifted her into this arms and she wrapped her legs around his waist. The pulse at the base of his throat raced and she licked the spot, eliciting a groan from deep inside him. His heart raced in time with hers and the thought thrilled her. Stepping back toward the leather couch, he went down with her as they sprawled across the cool surface in a tangle of arms and legs. One hand moved under her shirt, pushing it up along with her bra until his palm found her breast. The hard nub puckered under his fingers as he rolled it between his thumb and finger.

His slick tongue dove inside the cavern of her mouth, licking and stroking along hers, like she knew he would do to her clit if she asked. Her pussy clenched and her pussy wept with need at the thought. Fingers skimmed down, across her stomach until they reached the snap at her waist and plucked it free with deft practice.

Lips brushed against her cheek once he tore them away. The wet slide of his tongue found her ear moments later, before sliding down her neck to the spot where her shoulder and collarbone met. He laved at the spot as his fingers slid through the curls beneath his hand. Opening her thighs, she begged for his touch with soft whimpers. Cream wept from her pussy and she groaned her pleasure when one finger brushed her clit before it slipped knuckle deep into her waiting flesh. Her back arched and she clutched his head, pushing him harder against her when he sucked her nipple.

She whimpered at the loss when the finger disappeared from her aching center and he chuckled softly against her skin.

Damn him! He knows exactly what he’s doing to me.

Her hips wiggled and lifted when he grabbed the waistband of her jeans and slipped them off before he tossed them, along with her underwear, across the room.

His mouth moved from her breast, down her stomach and stopped at her belly button. “When did you get this?” His tongue flicked at the dangling belly button ring.

“A few years ago.”

“It’s sexy as hell,” he whispered against her skin before he moved further down. “Open for me, baby.”

Her thighs parted and she almost screamed when his warm breath flittered across her aching center. When his tongue licked from vagina to clit, she groaned and tossed her head from side to side and clutched the cool leather beneath her palms. After only a few swipes of his tongue, her body clenched as her climax rolled over her. His name ripped from her throat in the throes of her passion.

He kissed his way back up her stomach once the roar of ecstasy passed, stopping to lick her nipple for a moment before he found his way back to her mouth. His tongue dipped between her lips as she felt the nudge of his cock against her pussy. Somehow during her throes of ecstasy, he had managed to shed his jeans, slip on a condom and now waited for her to accept him inside her aching core.

He tore his mouth away and pressed his forehead against hers, his chest heaving with every breath he took.

She opened her eyes to see him watching her, his gaze burning with carefully controlled desire.

“Tell me.”

Uneven breaths tore air from her lungs while she tried to decide whether to fight the fire racing through her veins. She didn’t want to ache for him like this, but she did. No one in the last nine years had been able to tap into the smoldering need inside her, the way he had.

“Tell me, Jamie, or I walk away right now.”

Her lips parted, but the words wouldn’t come.

With a heavy sigh, he pushed away from her. Before he could move completely off, she grabbed his biceps and planted her lips against the rapidly beating pulse at the base of his neck. She sucked the skin into her mouth and heard him groan above her. Licking his neck until she could reach his ear, she whispered, “Fuck me. I need you. Make me come again and scream your name like you used to.” She wrapped her legs around his hips and planted her heels against his buttocks, encouraging him to slide inside. “Please, Wyatt.”