One Night, One Mistake
The Fitzgerald Brothers Series
A moment in time, and a mistake that caused irreparable damage.
Eva Macdonald comes home from London to visit her dying father. Knowing that she will see her nemesis, Gabe Fitzgerald, she tries to mentally prepare herself for the inevitable meeting. However, the sizzling attraction that ignites between them has her longing to flee once again.
Gabe knows he made a mistake all those years ago, and he wants to rectify it, but will Eva give him the chance to do so?
When circumstances trap them together Eva will do anything to hide her long-held secret…the real reason she left eight years ago.
Content Warning: contains adult language and explicit sex
Note: This book has been previously published.
Gabe still exuded success, the self-assurance evident in the way he stood. Very little had changed, in fact, he looked even more confident in himself…was that even possible? He was taller than Eva remembered, and she had to look up at him. Standing face-to-face with the incomparable Gabe Fitzgerald. Oh my, he's gorgeous.
He lifted his hand, letting his long fingers trail along the scar on her cheek. The rough pads against her blemished skin made her flesh pulse. She realized she was holding her breath and let it out slowly.
"What happened to your face?" He stared into her eyes; she had forgotten how irresistible his were but not his outspokenness.
"Where's Tyler?" she asked, trying to concentrate on breathing, moving back so his hand fell away from her face.
His lips curved down in a frown. "I would have thought you had a little more to say, perhaps an explanation as to why you left eight years ago without saying a word."
His sarcastic tone cut through her.
"I don't need to explain myself to you," she said.
Why was this happening?
A formidable scowl encompassed his rigid features, making his dark brown eyes narrow into a glare, but she held his gaze even though she wanted to look away. She noticed a few strands of gray around his temples, stark against his ink black hair, but the same unruly strands still flopped on his forehead.
Despite the pain from her hip she straightened, keeping her gaze locked with his.
"Tyler was supposed to be picking me up." She frowned. "Where is he?"
"He got called to a fire at The Dismal Swamp. Tyler is the fire inspector now so when the phone call comes he has no choice but to go. He said to say he was sorry." His eyes narrowed. "Now, how about we start again?" he asked. "Hello, Eva, how are you?" His enigmatic smile brought back memories of how persuasive he could be.
She hesitated for a second, but not wanting to cause a scene she played along. She replied without a smile, the words forced from between her stiff lips. "Hello, Gabe." She didn't know what else to say. For a minute it felt very awkward and the silence was un-nerving.
"Eva, I don't know why you walked away all those years ago, but maybe this isn't the time or place to hash it out."
"It will never be the right time. The past is the past. I'm here to see Dad, he's my main priority." She stared at him with defiance.
"I'm not going to let this rest, Eva." His face tightened. "But for now I will." His stance was stubborn; she'd seen it a thousand times before, daring her to argue.
"How very generous of you," she replied, the sarcasm in her voice evident.
"I see getting older hasn't taken away the argumentative tone." His mouth quirked into a smile as he picked up her suitcase. "Come on, I'll take you home first, then we'll go to the hospital."
Well, nothing's changed. He still thinks he can boss me around…infuriating man.
Gabe put his large hand around her arm, it was firm but gentle; the touch a memory she wanted to forget but it didn't stop the fire spreading throughout her body. She hated that he still had that effect on her.