Title: Maverick (Roughnecks Trilogy, #1)
Author: Chelsea Camaron
Release Date: April 6, 2015
Invisible – Unseen He was the high school crush who never knew I existed. I am still the girl hiding against the wall. Life for Kenzy Davis is far from easy right now. After ending a long term relationship, she is back in her hometown, starting over. Maverick Collins works hard and plays even harder. An invisible illness shakes his world at its core as his father fights for his life. Everything he ever took for granted stares him in the face, including the shy girl from his past. Watching someone you love battle an illness is never easy. When the ICU nurse caring for his dad is the one girl from his past he saw around but overlooked, does Maverick find comfort in her embrace? Does Kenzy find a new calm in the chaos of her life? Or do their feelings remain invisible yet again?
ExcerptLost in thought, trying to remember my dad’s damn list, I am not paying attention to anything around me while stopping at the bags of salad. I don’t look up as I push my cart in front of me so I can lean down to grab the right one. I feel the cart bump something and hear a slight whimper. Looking up, I smile at the woman in front of me as she turns around to face me. Whoa, I didn’t expect the anger she has going on over an accidental bump. “Slick, watch out, why don’t ya? I’m sure this little ploy of yours works on every other chick, but not me, okay? So think about that next time.” “Slick, huh? Well, my friends call me Tappper, but whatever. I’m sorry. It really was an accident, not some ploy.” I say, lifting up the bag of mixed greens so she can see I was getting something. “Apology accepted. Moving on. Have a good day, Mr. Tapper.” She smiles and it hits me who she is. She pushes at her cart, and I hear her mutter, “Appropriate name, Tapper. Humph.” “Kenzy,” I call out to her back as she strolls away from me. Her gorgeous, dark hair swings around her as she turns back to face me, Confusion etches her features, and I realize she doesn’t recognize me. “Maverick,” I say, introducing myself. “Oh my, you’re … um … dirty,” she says, covering her mouth in embarrassment of her unfiltered response. “Baby, you have no idea,” I reply with a smile and a wink. “You look good, Kenzy. It’s been a long damn time.” “Y-yeah.” Composing herself, she smiles finally. “I just moved back.” “Good, I’ll see ya around, then.” “Sure thing.” She turns back to her cart and heads off to finish her shopping, her ass swaying with each step. I can’t help wanting to take my hand to that ass and make it a nice shade of pink. Kenzy has certainly grown into a beautiful woman from her awkward teenage years. She had an innocent yet definitely rough beauty in her youth, one that you had to see past the outer appearance to the heart of the girl. Now she is carrying herself in a refined but shy way. I don’t think she realizes how gorgeous she is.
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