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Twenty-six-year-old Abraham O’Donnell is the CFO of Steel Inc. After working tirelessly for over a year, he takes a week off to enjoy the sand, surf, and bikini-clad women of Ft. Lauderdale, Florida. After all, he's earned it. When a brief interlude with a flight attendant in her hotel room goes awry, Abe heads to a rental home with a private beach. While floating naked in the pool, he learns a guest house on the property is also occupied. So much for rest and relaxation. Ever the gentleman, Abe tries to make the most of his misfortune, and offers to make the beauties staying on the property some dinner.
It's senior year and Nikolette (Nikki) Bassett is a few days late for her last college Spring Break with her four best girlfriends. When she arrives, all these ladies can talk about is the guy next door. And once Nikki gets a look at him, she knows what they mean. Fresh from an afternoon of surfing, Nikki can hardly believe her eyes when Abe approaches. The sexual tension and banter between the two of them leads to steamy hot sex on the Atlantic shore.
It's only a Spring Break fling, and both Abe and Nikki know better than to make it out to be more than that. Or do they? Abe’s calm demeanor changes once he has a taste of Nikki. That night, no location is safe. He takes her on the beach and ravages her in his bed. But despite their mind-blowing sex, Abe's taste for ultimate control in the bedroom makes Nikki uneasy. Nikki's just getting over a heartbreak and she can't afford to let Abe in. So, she pushes aside her budding feelings, and leaves Florida and Abe behind without a backwards glance.
Not used to being dumped and afraid to admit how much it hurts, Abe cuts his loses and heads back to Steel Inc., resume his role at the top of Steel Inc., pouring his heart and soul into his work. But Nikki Moore won't be forgotten so easily. Her taste, scent, voice, the noises she made when he brought her to ecstasy, the way she tasted on his tongue, and felt under his touch haunts him. Always fighting for control, Abe tries to push Nikki far into the back of his mind, as he fucks the rented women he had grown accustom to.
But Karma is a bitch, and Abe blames her for Nikki leaving him the way she did. So when Nikki shows up unexpectedly, Abe welcomes Karma with open arms. Control has left the building and safety of one's heart is no longer strong enough to stop what happens next.
ABE, is the first in the TIES OF STEEL series from bestselling erotica author MJ Fields. It is a spin-off of the bestselling MEN OF STEEL series featuring the Steel brothers: Jase, Cyrus, Zandor and Xavier.
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For a guy who seemed to be hot, sexy and virile - it surely was not Abe's greatest moment. He was sent off to have a vacation, only to encounter a not-so-great experience with a woman. Just as when he thought he was about to redeem himself with another young woman who caught his attention in the beach house that was supposed to be private - he seemed to scare her off. Totally a tsk-tsk moment for Abe. I didn't know whether to pity him, be amused or just laugh. He had me grinning somehow.
Nevertheless, their attraction was instant, fierce, and for a girl who didn't have much experience when it comes to men and had just came from a bad break up, he seemed to come too strong: getting all alpha-male on her, promising her all those stuffs: it was indeed promising, but fear crept and won her over. She ran away, and Abe was dumbfounded the following day. It was like: I-thought-we-were-on-the-same-page-I-made-you-come-four-times-where-in-the-world-are-you kind of scene.
But Abe, for an intelligent guy who ran an empire, he really didn't hold back on her. He wanted Nikki, he wanted her to know that. But his honesty had caused her to fled. It didn't take long before fate threw them in together. If no names were shared during their first meeting, and even after the heated moment (the understatement of the year), these time - he finally knew her name. But he was frustrated, hurt and angry - it would take a whole lot more than name before he can agree to what she was proposing.
Nikki had some trust issues after what she experienced from her previous relationship. Abe wanted total control - meaning, he needed full trust and honesty. For a girl who love her independence and has problems with trust - can he convince her to relinquish her control? It was one wild ride, with a lot of baggage, and some creepy neighbors on the side.
Abe made me smile - especially during his mishaps, he annoys me sometimes, but he makes me swoon. He knows how to take care of what is his, he is brutally honest, and will do anything to protect what is his. He's a good son, and a great friend. As for Nikki - I had a love-hate relationship with her - one moment she's okay, and the next, she'll frustrate the heck out of you. She does something out of impulse: and if I were Abe, I would have dropped her and find another. But Abe digs her - so lucky her!
There were a lot of hurdles before they finally reached their HEA. Sometimes in a relationship, love is never enough. There has to be trust, faith, and honesty. Abe expected her to give her 100% trust, because he too has trust issues, but it didn't hinder him to get into the relationship because he knew this girl was worth it.
Panty-melting, definitely scorching hot read from MJ Fields!
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The way he looked at me made me squirm in my seat. I was lucky to have gotten this internship and if I messed up my first assignment, I would probably spend the semester in the mailroom.
“Bassett, Nikolette, err, Miss Bassett.” I stammered like a complete idiot.
“Miss or Mrs.?” He asked and the others chuckled.
As unprepared as I was for this, I was determined to do my job and do it well.
“Miss. I’m an intern for The Shore and was asked to--” I stopped and looked down as I fumbled in my briefcase for something to write with. And paper, I needed paper, too. I looked up briefly and all four men were staring at me. “I’m sorry, I’m normally better prepared.”
They looked skeptically at me.
“Inexperienced, huh?” One of the men chuckled.
I made eye contact with the one who laughed, “You’re Zandor Steel, right? From the picture at the airport that brought this all on.”
“Yes. The woman, Rebekah, in the picture is now my wife.”
“Congratulations.”
“Thank you.” He sat back. “We’ll make sure Abe goes easy on you, Nikolette.”
Another one laughed. “And you’re Xavier?”
“Sure am. You need to tell those motherfuckers if they keep chasing my fiancé around, I am gonna tear shit up.”
“I understand how you must feel. I can assure you it wasn’t The Shore who has taken the pictures but with Mr.?” I looked over at him, Neptune, again forgetting his last name, which was completely embarrassing.
“O’Donnell. His last name is O’Donnell. He’s not that unforgettable is he?”
“You’re Cyrus?”
“The one and only,” he nodded. “Alright, I am gonna jet, go see how my wife is doing. I’m sure I am leaving you in capable hands with Mr. O’Donnell, but if you need anything let me know.”
And with that, he left, “I’m out, too.” Xavier stood up and shook my hand, “Nice meeting you, Nikolette. I’ll be leaving around four. Until then look me up if you need anything.”
He walked out of the room chuckling. I looked quickly away and at the man sitting next to Mr. O’Donnell. “I’m Jase. Abe’s best friend and business associate.” He reached over and shook my hand. “You’re pretty damn lucky to be in his hands and not one of those three characters. He’ll take care of you. Abe’s a gentleman.”
Jase stood and looked at his brother, “Let’s leave them to it.”
As soon as the door shut behind Jase, I felt my whole body tense. Abe stood and unbuttoned his gray suit coat. I turned as he shrugged it off and threw it over the desk. He walked to the door with a different confidence than what I saw in Florida. But his body was no different. Long and lean. I knew exactly what was underneath and I--
“Miss Bassett,” he interrupted my very immoral thoughts.
“Yes?” I asked.
“I’ll walk you out.”
He opened the door and I sat looking at him. “I don’t understand.”
“Unlike the four,” he paused, “men who just left, I have no interest in,” he waved his hand flippantly in the air, “doing this.”
“But--”
“Let’s go,” he turned his back to me.
It took several moments for me to organize the thoughts in my head hoping to make any sort of “Abe--” I pleaded. Finally, a name.
“Mr. O’Donnell.” He turned and looked at me.
“Of course,” I stood fumbling with the pad and pen I had just pulled out of my briefcase. I walked to the door he held open.
I followed him to the elevator, and he pushed the button to the ground floor a few times before his hands fisted and he shoved them into his pockets. He was angry and I was out of sorts. Once we stepped into the elevator, he pushed the button to close the door and then walked to the far corner, seemingly to get as far as he could from me.
I had to do something, say something. I wasn’t sure which subject to broach first, the time in Florida, or the fact that I needed this interview.
“Mr. O’Donnell,” I said as I turned to him. He leaned against the wall with his hands still shoved in his pockets. “I need this interview.”
He said nothing, simply looked at me.
“I know this is awkward.” I continued, as he remained silent. His eyebrow shot up at the word awkward. “Will you please say something?” I whispered.
The door opened and when he walked past me and out into the reception area, I followed. He walked briskly out the front doors. When I caught up, he stopped and turned to me.
“Nice seeing you again, Miss Bassett.” And he nodded to the parking lot.
“Please just listen to me.”
“I’m a very busy man,” he started.
“Why are you acting like this?”
“I’m at work. This is a professional environment. And this, Miss Bassett, is not an act. This is who I am. I don’t have time to spend answering questions about my preferences in what I am looking for in women and certainly not to you. Good day,” he nodded towards the parking lot again.
“You keep speaking about professionalism. Have I given you any reason to believe I will be anything but professional?”
“It’s a bit more complicated than that now isn’t it, Miss Bassett.”
I was not sure how to fix this, but I couldn’t walk away with nothing. I had two weeks to write this story and I was not going to fail. “Thank you for your time, Mr. O’Donnell, I will just go ahead and write it without your input.”
I was calling his bluff and crossing my fingers that he would stop me as I walked away. I made it all the way across the parking lot to my car before I finally looked back and watched him walk into the building.
I sat and looked at the very impressive building that was Steel Incorporated, a place that I had read about and the “Men of Steel” as they called the four brothers in all the articles I had been busying myself with for a week now. I couldn’t understand how they had kept Abe O’Donnell a secret. The only pictures that popped up in any search engine were of him with shades and a ball cap on. I couldn’t believe that I didn’t recognize the man who I had dreamt about for a week. A man who had invaded my dreams and woke me up in the middle of the night feeling regretful over leaving his bed the way I did.
It was unbelievable that I would run into him the way I had. It was even more unbelievable that my future as a journalist would end before it even began because he refused to do this interview.
I had landed this internship and maneuvered my entire schedule around, begged professors to allow me to finish classes online, and gave up my entire summer in hopes of making a name for myself.
Now what?
MJ
Fields's love of writing was in full swing by age eight. Together with her
cousins, she wrote a newsletter and they sold it to family members. She
self-published her first New Adult romance in January 2013. Today, she has
completed four self-published series, The Love series, The Wrapped series, The
Burning Souls series, and The Men of Steel series. The Norfolk series has one
title self-published so far and Ties of Steel, which was acquired by Swoon
Romance in June 2014. Book 1 ABE releases October 28, 2014. MJ is a bestselling
romance erotica author and former small business owner, who recently closed the
business so she could write full time.
MJ
lives in central New York, surrounded by family and friends. Her house is full
of pets, friends, and noise ninety percent of the time, and she would have it
no other way.
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