TACKLE'S HONOR
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He was her brother’s best friend.
She was his secret desire.
Together, they have decisions to make about a future neither anticipated.
TACKLE
I never expected a near-death experience to change my life, but it did. Suddenly, I couldn’t deny my feelings for Sloane any longer. She’s my best friend’s little sister, off-limits, but now carrying my child. As we navigate this unexpected journey together, I’m faced with ghosts from my past and the challenge of proving my love is real. Can I convince Sloane that our love story was always meant to be?
SLOANE
I’ve loved Tackle for as long as I can remember, but I never thought he’d see me as more than his best friend’s little sister. Now, I’m pregnant with his child, and everything has changed. As we build a life together, I struggle with doubts and fears. Is Tackle really in this for the long haul, or am I just living out a childhood fantasy? With complications threatening our future, I have to decide if I’m brave enough to trust in our love.
CHAPTER ONE
Six in the morning, and I was out wandering the streets of Boston’s Little Italy, looking for a woman who didn’t want me to find her. I walked past the closed-up shops and restaurants that dotted the first floor of buildings now labeled “live-work spaces” although I doubted a single business owner in this area lived in the luxury apartments above them.
There were worse neighborhoods where Sloane could’ve chosen to hide out. If, in fact, she was here. It was certainly understandable why it would’ve appealed to her. Mass General Hospital was within a mile’s walking distance, and her office was even closer. Not that she was going into work very much these days.
She’d done a damn good job of disappearing in the couple of days I was gone, called away to take care of something I wanted no part of.
I hadn’t seen or heard from her since the day I left the house I had been painstakingly renovating for us to live in. If she’d have me, which now remained to be seen.
When I said goodbye that morning, I had no inkling that when I returned, I’d find out she’d ghosted me.
“Sloane, where the hell are you?” I muttered out loud, scanning the high-rises as if she’d come out on the balcony of one and I’d spot her.
“You’re too early if you’re looking for Sloane,” said a kid sweeping the sidewalk in front of a coffeehouse.
“You know somebody by that name?”
“Really pretty, stomach out to here?” The kid, who couldn’t be more than ten or eleven, held his hand out in front of him.
Rather than respond, I took the photo I’d brought with me out of my pocket. “This her?” I asked, handing it to him.
“Yep. That’s Sloane.”
“Have you seen her?”
“I did the last two days.”
“Where?”
“Here,” the kid said, laughing as he swept dirt onto the street. “Comes down for breakfast, but not until later.”
“What time?”
He shrugged. “Not before nine or ten, after the morning rush is over.”
“You said she comes downstairs. Does she live in this building?”
“Anthony!” a man yelled.
“I gotta go. See ya, mister.”
“Hey, wait!” I was too late. The kid was inside with the door closed behind him.
Kindle
Paperbacks: Tackle's Honor | Tackle's Honor (Object Series) | Landry and Sloane (Discreet Series)
Audio: Buy Direct Audio | Chirp | Spotify | Audible | Listen to an audio sample of Tackle's Honor
