Release date: December 15, 2014
David Henderson is willing to do just about anything to stop his father from selling the family’s successful automotive dealership. And that means proving to his pops that he’s serious about his future. Even getting married and having kids is on the table—especially when the love of his life, a woman he hurt through foolish mistakes, walks back in on his brother’s arm. He vows he’ll grab this second chance to make things right.
Sandra Miller didn’t think twice about the opportunity to move to a new city for her career. But the success she needs comes at a high price: she’ll have to partner with David Henderson, the man who said he loved her then crushed her heart. He’s making it clear he wants her back, but is the potential personal pain worth the professional gain?
Neither can ignore the desire simmering between them. But the mistrust and jealousy that tore them apart before is determined to prevent a replay of their love.
Sensuality Level: Sensual
Synithia Williams has loved romance novels since reading her first one at the age of 13. It was only natural that she would begin penning her own romances soon after. When she isn’t writing, this local government gal balances the needs of her husband and two sons.
An excerpt from Love’s Replay:
“Say hello to Sandra.” David’s brother Kareem placed his hand on the lower back of one of the women in the group. “Sandra, this is my sister, Janiyah, and one of my younger brothers, David.”
David took a sip from his beer before meeting the woman his brother was anxious for him to check out. When their eyes met his heart constricted, while the beer went down his windpipe with an icy burn. Fierce coughs were his only response to the shock of making contact with the hazel eyes that haunted him every year on his birthday.
He spun back to the bar and set the drinks on the surface. Rough coughs racked his body, and he pressed a hand to his chest to stop it. Hands hit his back. Voices asked if he was okay. But it was all background noise, drowned out by memories of her voice whispering his name in the dark, a secret smile directed his way, her soft body warm and welcoming beneath his.
It couldn’t be her.
When the burn subsided, he took a deep breath and reassured his sister he was okay. He mentally braced himself before turning around. His heart beat harder than the bass of the music. He faced the group. It was her. Ten years had passed, and damned if she wasn’t better with age. Cinnamon-colored skin; he used to call her his cinnamon bun. Damn, he was corny back then. He quickly let his eyes flick over her green dress. It stopped above the knee, and a black belt cinched her waist, accenting the flare of her hips. Black heels gave added height to her five feet nine inch frame. He remembered her exact height, the only woman that fit against him perfectly. Her hair was shorter now, in an asymmetrical cut, short on one side and long on the other. Nostalgia sent a drum roll of desire through his body.
She didn’t appear surprised to see him. Her full lips curved into a smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes. She wasn’t happy to see him.
“Oh, wow, David Henderson.” Her voice was low, husky. A reminder of nights spent in a twin bed in her dorm room while she moaned his name. “It’s good to see you.” A lie if he ever heard one. Her eyes were frigid.
Seeing her released a floodgate of memories. Memories he’d long suppressed and said no longer mattered. For a split second he considered reaching out to hug or touch her, pull her against him to confirm she was really there. Kareem shifted at her side. That’s right, she was here for Kareem.
“Sandra Brevard. I haven’t seen you since … ”
“College. You’re Kareem’s brother. Now I know why he looked so familiar.” She turned to Kareem and smiled. “You’ve got the same eyes.”
His stomach clenched. His eyes, what she used to call her favorite feature. Now she saw them in his brother. A raw and violent jealousy surged inside him at the thought of another man with her. That too wasn’t new, but he’d lost the ability to act on it years ago.
Kareem put his hand on the small of her back. “I’m taking it you know each other?”