The Apartment: The Complete Affair by Amanda Black
Lily and Ethan’s passionate affair, now available in one complete volume with two new stories!
Lily has spent a lifetime putting everyone else’s needs before her own. Ethan is struggling to find a place in the home he left behind.
But when the two meet by chance in an empty apartment, everything changes.
Drawn together by an inexplicable desire, Lily and Ethan discover a passion neither knew existed. And so, they make a pact: Nothing from their outside lives will enter the apartment—not even their names.
But when the apartment’s walls inevitably come down, neither of them will ever be the same. Can their love survive the real world?
This book is intended for mature audiences.
The Apartment: The Complete Affair includes both The Apartment and The Blank Canvas, along with two brand new stories by romance novelist Amanda Black.
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~EXCERPT~
She walked in slowly, looking from side
to side in the empty room. It was dark and gloomy, but that could have been due
to the fact that the sun had already begun to set. Lily reached over and
flipped the light switch. Nothing. Mrs. Knight had failed to mention that the
electricity had been cut off.
Deciding that she needed to make the
most of the dwindling sunlight so she could see the room, she wandered around
looking for windows. There was a small one above the sink in the kitchen that
helped brighten things a bit when she opened the blinds.
Not
bad,
she thought. Not good, but not bad.
There was a little bathroom with a shower and what looked to be one bedroom on
the other side of the living room.
As she walked further into the dark apartment,
she instantly noticed how warm it was. Slipping her jacket off and dropping it
to the floor, she stopped to flip the light switch on the opposite wall by the
bedroom as well, just to make sure. Still nothing. Frustrated, she fumbled her
way through the darkness until she found the doorknob to what she hoped was the
bedroom. Right as she started to turn the handle it began to spin in her hand.
Before she realized what was happening the door was pulled open swiftly,
causing her to stumble forward and land against a very solid chest.
“Shit!” she yelled, trying to right
herself without putting her hands all over this… stranger.
For right on the other side of the door
she had just fallen through was a man.
He made no move to help her from stumbling, nor did he even blink at her
outburst; he simply looked down at her as if he'd only now realized that she
was in the apartment.
“Who the hell are you?” Lily gasped as
she stepped back a few feet, praying that she wasn't about to become the first
in a string of brutal rape/slayings to terrorize the Midwest. She was just
about to yell at him again when she actually managed to get a good look at him.
He was leaning against the door jamb, wearing
a white dress shirt that was unbuttoned a few times at the collar and what
looked like designer jeans that had been artificially distressed. Lily knew there was no way jeans that clean
could have so many holes in them. His hair, which was a rich, burnished gold,
was sticking out in every direction as if he'd been shoving his hands in it
repeatedly. His cheekbones and jawline were so chiseled that it almost hurt to
look at them, and his thick growth of stubble only served to enhance their
beauty.
Lily moved her eyes up slowly, hovering
on the most luscious pair of full, pouty lips she had ever seen in her life.
They looked soft and pink, and for some reason she couldn't help but wonder how
they would feel against her own, how they might taste. Continuing upward, she
took in his long, straight nose before finally landing on a sight that made her
breath catch in her throat.
Piercing jade eyes stared back at her,
surrounded by longer lashes than any man had the right to possess. They were
swollen and red, and it was obvious that he had been crying. She had never felt
like more of an intruder than she did in that moment, but she couldn't tear her
eyes away.
He looked tragic, and
broken, and heartbreakingly beautiful.
Amanda Black
Amanda Black was born and raised in the Midwest, where she still lives with her husband and spoiled-rotten dogs. She earned a bachelor’s degree in Studio Art before deciding that she actually needed to pay some bills, which is when she took a position as an ophthalmic technician.
For the past few years she’s been a closet romance writer in her spare time and would love nothing more than to make it a full-time career. When she’s not writing her next steamy love scene, her interests include reading, sketching, and annihilating her friends and family in movie trivia.
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