Love Under Two Quarterbacks [The Lusty, Texas Collection] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Cara Covington

Author:Cara Covington
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
Published: 2013-12-02T16:00:00+00:00

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He ran a hand through his longish blond hair and took a minute to rub his eyes. He held off mentally castigating himself again.

I‘m the one who fucked it up. Now I have to move on and do what I can to fix it.

He had her name now, the name she’d been using since she tossed the one she’d had as a child into the trash. That was on the plus side. On the negative side of the equation, he wasn’t the only one who was looking for her.

You have to be the one to find her first, asshole, so get back to work.

All right, maybe he was going to castigate himself some more. He had nearly come to the point of, if not forgiving, at least understanding what he’d done. He’d been just nineteen, heading into college, and seized the excuse of needing to apply himself with both hands.

He hadn’t wanted to go there to his house, hadn’t wanted to be anywhere near the bastard. He never even considered for one minute that the horror that had happened to him so many years before, a horror barely remembered because of the extreme trauma of it, could be playing out all over again in his new home.

He’d been too selfish, too self-absorbed at nineteen to look beyond himself. I should have looked. I should have known.

Guilt had eaten at him since he’d learned she’d run away, and he had figured out why. Then three years ago, everything changed. And he’d made another mistake, this one completely unawares. He’d been so shocked about seeing her, he’d told a man he’d thought was a friend.

It had never occurred to him that Drake would have gone running to the Congressman with the news that he’d seen Connie. Fucking bastard thought to ingratiate himself with a man of power. Asshole. He never wanted to see Drake Carson again.

He closed his eyes and inhaled deeply. He was done avoiding taking responsibility for his actions—or his inactions. He was done hiding from reality.

He’d chosen, this time, to man up. Yes, someone else was looking for her and he had a very, very bad feeling about that.

I have to find her first. Yes, he had to find her first. Failure simply wasn’t an option.

So don’t fail.

He reached for his reading glasses, the ones he only used when his eyes were strained. He was perfectly willing to physically go there and look for her—and he would.

But he might be able to track her down this way, first.

This was his one advantage, and it was a big one. He had technology on his side. He had abilities that no one, including that bastard who’d spawned him, knew he had. And he had access to programs no one knew about either—programs he’d developed himself.

Utilizing one of those now, he input his search criteria. He’d narrowed it down as tightly as possible. Then he initiated the program’s search function.

The other person looking for her was older, and as much as the son of a bitch thought he was a man of his times, he was too wedded to the past.

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