A love triangle just wouldn't suffice; Jillian Stone had the 'misfortune' of getting herself into a love square-- with her professor and twins, nonetheless. Meanwhile, visions of a red-haired man relentlessly taunt with her mind as her past tries to catch up with her. One woman, three men. Whatever happens - someone's going to lose.
About the Author, Sidney Halston:
Sidney Halston lives her life with one simple rule: “The secret of getting ahead is getting started.” Mark Twain, or even simpler, “Just Do It” Nike. And that’s exactly what she did. After working hard as an attorney, Sidney picked up a pen for the first time at thirty years old to begin her dream of writing. Having never written anything other than very exciting legal briefs, she found an outlet for her imaginative romantic side and wrote Seeing Red, among four other novels currently in the works, including the sequel to Seeing Red. That first pen stroke sealed the deal and she fell in love with writing.
Sidney lives in South Florida with her husband and children. She loves her family above all else, and reading follows a close second. When she’s not writing you can find her reading and reading and reading… She’s a reader first and a writer second.
When she’s not writing or reading her life is complete and utter chaos trying to balance family life with work, and writing (and reading). But she wouldn’t have it any other way.
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She reached to open the door when Professor Blackie walked up and opened it for her. Their hands brushed for a split second, and she felt electricity. She looked up at him and saw it in his eyes; he must have felt it too. He was suddenly serious and reached up and brushed a wayward curl away from her face and behind her ear. Her senses betrayed her, and she let out a little gasp at his touch. “Have a nice evening, Ms. Stone.” He said in his low raspy voice as he closed the door behind her, sending a jolt of lightning down her spine.
Jill practically tripped on her own two feet, walking down the hall out of the faculty building. That was a strange meeting. Why had he called her into his office? He could have asked about the locker after class.
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