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Now’s your chance to grab one of the most anticipated stories of the year, and find out why early reviewers are calling SMOLDER Lacey Weatherford’s “Best Book Yet!” 

A Crush Series Companion Novel
Genre: New Adult Contemporary Romance
(NOTE: You CAN read this book as a stand-alone novel, however, it WILL spoil the previous three books in the CRUSH series.)

Early Reviews:
"Let me tell you, Smolder was not a disappointment! Lacey Weatherford keeps pulling you back and forth like Tug of War with your emotions.  Definitely a book you can't put down from beginning to end!” ~ Lisa Markson, The Paranormal Bookworm

“Wow—just wow! Lacey Weatherford has done it again!” Sue Ann Brooks, Amazon Customer

He saved her from drowning.
She turned his life upside down.
Neither would ever be the same again.
But sometimes love is messy, messy, messy.
SMOLDER, a Crush Series companion novel

“Cami seems really nice. I can see why you hold her in such high regard.”
“She’s the best.” I watched as she meandered on toward the hallway, peeking into some of the other rooms. Following closely after her, I enjoyed knowing that she was moving closer to my bedroom.
“Your room?” she asked, pausing in the doorway and I nodded.
“Yeah, it’s bigger than the others and I was able to make a doorway so one of the bathrooms became an en suite.”
“It looks very . . . inviting,” she said, softly, glancing at me.
“It is. You should try the bed.”
Arching an eyebrow, she looked a bit surprised.
“No seriously. Go sit on the bed. Give it a little bounce.”
She continued to eye me, but eventually moved forward, slowly sinking to the edge of the bed. The springs protested wildly and she laughed. “You seriously sleep on this thing?” She bounced again and again, making the bed squeak repeatedly.
“I do. I actually requested to keep it. It’s original to the house.”
She was still bouncing on it. “How can you get any rest at all? It’s so loud.”
Smiling, I shrugged. “I’ve gotten used to it. Though Cami and Dylan seem convinced they’ll be able to tell if I ever entertain anyone of the female variety.” I stared at her pointedly. It took a second, but as soon as she caught my meaning, she instantly stilled.
“Oh, because they’d hear you . . . uh . . . .”
“Going at it?” I supplied with a grin and she blushed heavily. “Maybe Cami thinks I’m up here getting lucky right now.”
Her mouth dropped open and her gaze lowered, landing somewhere in the vicinity of my zipper. She flushed, again, when she realized where she was staring and immediately stood. “I’m sorry. Is it hot in here all of a sudden?” I couldn’t help my continued grin as she pushed past me into the hallway. “Maybe we should go check on Cami.”
Stepping in beside her, I happily followed along. “You looked good on my bed, Doc,” I said, not caring if it was appropriate for me to say so or not.
Pausing, she turned to stare at me, and suddenly the hallway felt really small.
“You know you can’t say things like that to me, right?”
I stepped closer and she moved back, leaning against the wall. “Yes, I’m aware of that.” I stared down at her lips. They were so close. It would be so easy to capture them…
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