His Temporary Fix by Sofia Grey
Holly Jacobs loses her heart a little too easily. Never again. But when she meets the sexy soldier on the beach, Holly knows she’s in big trouble. Zack Winter is gorgeous and in pain, and when he kisses Holly, all of her resolve melts away…
Zack is on short-term leave to attend a funeral, and he’s walking a fine line. The loss is unbearable…and he’ll do whatever it takes to distract himself from it. Especially if it means a night of searingly-hot sex with Holly Jacobs. Only his brilliant idea isn’t exactly going according to plan.
One night isn’t nearly enough. But if it goes much longer it might end in broken hearts…
I’d never met anyone like Zack before, so strong and confident, so utterly male. There was every chance he’d eat me up and spit out the remains before slipping away as though we’d never met. Did he have a girl in every port? Or was that a navy expression?
He let himself in to a bright, sun-washed kitchen and left the door open. I followed. Stepping to the sink, he grabbed a mug, ran the tap, and gulped down a drink of water before sighing and turning back to me. “It probably wasn’t the best idea to come on to you last night.” He squared his shoulders and gazed at me, his face shuttered. “I was drunk and lonely and horny, and for most people that’s never a good combination.”
“What are you saying? That if you’d been sober…” You wouldn’t have kissed me?
He shrugged. “I’m sorry.”
And to think how close I’d come to sleeping with him. But the new Holly wouldn’t stress about it. I wouldn’t let her. “No harm done. I’ll be off.”
“I shouldn’t have treated you like a booty call.” Oh God, Zack hadn’t finished his apology. I didn’t want to hear any more, and I took a step back, ready to spin around and head for freedom. I let my gaze drop to a neat row of shells on the windowsill. Pretty. I almost missed his next words. “I’m not sorry I kissed you, though.”
What? I peeked up at him through the hair that had fallen over my face. He stared back, eyes dark and fathomless, a tiny muscle jumping in his cheek. “Don’t go, Holly, please.”
I ran my tongue over dry lips. No words emerged and I stood there, undecided. I didn’t want to leave, but his words still stung.
“Will you stay for breakfast?” Common sense told me to walk away, but my instincts had a stronger hold. I nodded and watched his face soften, the tension relaxing. “Great. Anything you don’t eat?”
“Um, prawns. And celery.” A slow smile crept across his face, lighting it up, and I wanted to see it grow. “And rhubarb. I hate rhubarb.”
The smile broke into a grin that took my breath away. “Okay, so no prawns, celery, or rhubarb for breakfast. I can dig that.” He played with the empty mug in his hand and tapped it gently on his thigh while his gaze drifted over me. “I need to grab a quick shower, but will you stay?”
I nodded, more comfortable now. Images of his naked body under a cascade of water flashed before me, and I felt my cheeks burn again. I’d never blushed so much. “Should I, uh, start the food?”
“No.” He quirked his eyebrows as though amused. “I invited you. Sit down, grab a coffee. I’ll be five minutes.”
He disappeared, bare feet slapping wooden floorboards, and I looked around the kitchen. Despite knowing the owner of this rental cottage, I’d never been inside. A long picture window opened onto the deck, with the beach beyond. I liked the clean openness of it, the space and light. It appealed to my ordered nature and didn’t leave me itching to tidy up, as Jasper’s cluttered house did. I examined the shells on the windowsill, picking them up in turn. They were a mismatch of all different types. Maybe each occupant left a shell behind.
Q: Romance readers have a lot of choices these days. What makes His Temporary Fix stand out in the crowd?
A: If you love the broken military guy genre, this is for you. Bonus points for an exotic location too * grin *
Zack is on bereavement leave from his deployment in Afghanistan, and he’s only around for a couple of days. The story is told entirely from Holly’s POV, so that the reader can really feel her, and take the journey with her.
Q: We like to include our favorite quote in our reviews of the books we read. What is your favorite quote from His Temporary Fix?
A: My favorite quote from His Temporary Fix is:
His mother was as frosty as the polar icecaps. His sister was gone. Who did he have that cared about him? Who would remind him that he mattered?
About Sofia Grey
Romance author Sofia Grey spends her days managing projects in the corporate world and her nights hanging out with wolf shifters and alpha males. She devours pretty much anything in the fiction line, but she prefers her romances to be hot, and her heroes to have hidden depths. When writing, she enjoys peeling back the layers to expose her characters’ flaws and always makes them work hard for their happy endings.