Restore My Heart
Book 1 of the
Daddy’s Girls series
by Chelsea Camaron
Released Feb 26, 2013
Rereleased with the edited version June 15, 2013
Rereleased with new cover and fully formatted
September 24, 2013
Contemporary Romance/New Adult Romance
Bad Boy, Ryder Davenport comes into Dina Fowlers life in the middle of her own personal hell. Still coming to terms with the death of her parents, she pushes everyone away. When she trusts the wrong man, putting her in a bad relationship she felt she couldn’t escape, Ryder comes along. Enjoying his play boy ways, fast cars, motorcycles and a new woman in his bed nightly, Ryder had no thoughts of settling down. That is, until he sees the damage a man can do when he meets a very broken Dina. He changes in hopes of one day being enough for her.
But, can she ever feel safe with a man again? Ryder has restored hundreds of classic cars can he restore Dina’s heart?
Bad Boy, Ryder Davenport comes into Dina Fowlers life in the middle of her own personal hell. Still coming to terms with the death of her parents, she pushes everyone away. When she trusts the wrong man, putting her in a bad relationship she felt she couldn’t escape, Ryder comes along. Enjoying his play boy ways, fast cars, motorcycles and a new woman in his bed nightly, Ryder had no thoughts of settling down. That is, until he sees the damage a man can do when he meets a very broken Dina. He changes in hopes of one day being enough for her.
But, can she ever feel safe with a man again? Ryder has restored hundreds of classic cars can he restore Dina’s heart?
Ryder
What is this girls name again? Ah hell, she wants to feel special and I
can’t even manage to remember her name.
Lauren, Lori, Laura, something like that, I think. Brayden will find this entertaining once we
arrive at the restaurant. I text him to
see if we can stop by for introductions, he said sure thin. I am off to let some chick meet my roommate
and best friend. The things I do to get
a new piece of ass.
Girls are raised with a misconception of prince
charming coming to take away all of their problems. Thing is, prince charming doesn’t exist in
real life, that is why they are in fairy tales.
Like Cinderella’s step sisters trying to make the shoe fit, women can’t
form men into a certain fit, the way they want.
When it’s right, the slipper will slide right on. Always remember it’s made of glass so it must
be handled with care. That is the
reality of love right there, when its right you still have to be gentle and take
care of it in all of its fragile states.
Add to that the balance of Daddy/daughter
relationships and men don’t stand a chance.
You will either find the Daddy’s girl who’s first love is her Dad. These girls are confident. They are in no rush to accept anything less
than real emotion, real love because their Dad gave them that security. The flip side to that are the ones with Daddy
issues. The woman whose dead beat Dad
walked away without teaching them real love; only abandonment. These girls are usually easy and are just
looking for a connection in any way they can feel it. Even if it’s just a fleeting moment, a rush,
they want to feel love. After a few
heartbreaks, they become real man haters.
Either way, from childhood, most little girl’s dream
of the day they find their forever in a man.
This makes it easy for them to fall for the many lines a hormone driven
dude, such as myself, will give them.
They strive so much for that connection, that security, they will
believe just about anything you say.
What they know to be a lie, they convince themselves that they can
change in you. Overcome the bad boy,
change the player into a one woman man, surely they can love you enough to
change you. Love conquers all, after
all, that’s what they are told from the time they are hosting pretend tea
parties.
I am young
still, not ready to be tied down or deal with the delicate nature of love and a
serious relationship. I do believe in
love, commitment, and forever. I just
know that now is not the time in my life for such seriousness. Until that day comes I want to taste the
variety of women that exist in my world.
I have spent a week texting this chick, making her
feel special. It’s not enough though and
she says she wants to meet my friends.
Really feel like she knows me. I
love a challenge so fine you can meet my friends.
We walk into the restaurant where Brayden is having
dinner with Maggie, his girlfriend, and Dina her roommate. As soon as we enter I feel a charge in the
room. I see her sitting with them and I
am immediately consumed. She is a magnet
drawing me over to her. Never have I
felt an instant pull to someone, like this.
Dina is a downhome, gorgeous girl. Her makeup is subtle, with natural looking
hair, perhaps just some high lights she just carries a casual comfortable
look. To be honest, I would find her
sexy in a paper bag. She has on a black
shirt that dips down just enough to hint at her cleavage. She has curves, gorgeous curves in all the
right places. She is by no means a big girl,
she is skinny, but with boobs and ass that are definitely enough for a man to
enjoy. Her flat stomach is calling out
for me to run my hand up it to cup her very full breasts or down to her hips to
slide around and scoop her luscious ass.
When she looks at me, I feel like she is looking directly into my
soul. The world seems to stop around us
as I am pulled into Dina and everything that is her.
After we get beyond the hello’s some prick is
manhandling my Dina out of her seat.
Whoa! My Dina, where did that
come from? I don’t know why, but my
adrenaline and instinct are now in overdrive.
I am burning with fire coursing through my veins.
Before any of us could react, they were gone. Maggie is crying as Brayden is trying to
quickly settle their check. The blonde
with me is grabbing at my arm. I shake
her off, leaving her there as I climb in Braydens car behind Maggie.
When we arrive at the apartment, Brayden escorts
Maggie inside. I stay out front
searching for the prick so I can shove him around a bit. Adrenaline, anger, disgust, rage, and an
emotion I can’t manage to describe, all well up inside me.
Brayden comes out almost immediately. The look on his face is horror and pure
hatred. My boy is a firecracker with a
lit fuse about to blow. The look on his
face, his demeanor, it all sends me into overdrive.
Through gritted teeth, Brayden says, “His name is
Michael and he’s roughed her up in the face.
Maggie swears this is the first time.
I don’t give a shit. He needs to
be taught a lesson.”
About
the Author
Chelsea Camaron was born
and raised in Coastal North Carolina.She currently resides in Southern
Louisiana with her husband and two children but her heart is always Carolina
day dreaming. Chelsea always wanted to be a writer, but like most of us, let
fear of the unknown grab a hold of her dream; she realized that if she was
going to tell her daughter to go for her dreams, that it was time to follow her
own advice. Chelsea grew up turning wrenches alongside her father, and from
that grew her love for old muscle cars and Harley Davidson motorcycles, which
just so happened to inspired her ‘Daddy’s Girls’ series. Her love for reading
has sparked a new love for writing and she currently has a few more projects in
the works. When she is not spending her days writing you can find her playing
with her kids, attending car shows, going on motorcycle rides on the back of
her husband’s Harley, snuggling down with her new favorite book or watching any
movie that Vin Diesel might happen to be in. She hates being serious and is
still a big kid at heart. She is a small town country girl enjoying life and,
Chelsea hopes that her readers remember not to take life too seriously and to
embrace your inner five year old, because five year olds know how to enjoy the
simple things in life and how to always have fun.
First time I've heard of this new series but from the synopsis and excerpt it looks very good. Thanks for sharing. Definitely adding this to my TBR.
ReplyDeleteDebbie @ Keep Calm & Read Romance
Can't wait to read! Book sounds great! Lovin the cover!! Thanks for the giveaway!
ReplyDelete