FINAL SNEAK PEEK-CAN'T RESIST THIS COMPLICATED LOVE

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Tomorrow BLP returns with another perfect weekend read, being brought to you by none other than the phenomenal Kay Shanee! We have one final look into, Can’t Resist This Complicated Love before it goes live tomorrow.

Why is love always so complicated?

Reese Walter knows what’s good for her, that is, until fate introduces her to Jacori Johnston. Their earth stopping attraction to each other must be denied or everything they know could come crumbling down. One night of weakness and soul-stirring passion is left behind, until life draws them together again, four years later.

The love they had for each other remains, but when secrets are revealed, it leaves one of them praying for forgiveness and the other trying to decide if this complicated love is worth the fight.

SNEAK PEEK

I slowly walked over to him and stood in front of him. He pulled me by the arm so that I was standing between his legs. He wrapped his arms around my waist and rested his head on my stomach.

“I’m going to miss you,” he confessed. “I know things have been a little tense between us since, you know, and I’m sorry. I should have had more self-control.”

I grabbed his chin and tilted his head up so that he could look at me.

“It wasn’t your fault. I kissed you. You just did what any man would do. You reacted. Knowing that we are both fighting our feelings…”

“You are. You’re fighting your feelings. I’m not denying that I’m in love with you, Reesey Cup.”

I didn’t respond immediately because I wasn’t sure that I had heard him right.

“You’re what?” I finally managed to ask.

“I’m in love with you. I believe that you’re in love with me too, but you won’t allow yourself to admit it.”

“I gotta go,” I said.

I removed his arms from around my waist so that I could leave the room. One more day. All I have is one more day to fight the temptation of letting him have his way with me. I got to the door but he got there before I did. He pushed the door closed and stood in front of me, blocking me from leaving.

“Reesey Cup, please. Tell me that I’m not alone in this. Tell me that you feel the same way that I feel.”

He cupped both of my cheeks in his hands as tears gathered in his eyes but didn’t fall. I nodded my head in reply, finally admitting to him and myself that I’m in love with him.

“I want to hear you say it. Tell me,” he softly demanded.

I shook my head and tried to look away from him, but he gripped my face harder, but not hard enough to hurt me.

“Tell me!”

I took a deep breath before saying, “I’m in love with you, Jay. I love you.”