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Also by M.S. Brannon:

Last Call, October 2014
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Tragic Love, November 2013
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LAST CALL
By: M.S. Brannon

Self Published
October 2014
On Sale: September 21, 2014
Featuring: Mariah Huxley; Jason Cain
260 pages
ISBN: 1502391937
EAN: 9781502391933
Kindle: B00NS61PL6
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Romance

My name is Mariah Huxley, and I'm a reformed slut.

The only year I attended college, I spent on my back, living on a constant high from sex and booze. That was, until my wayward ways left me with the greatest responsibility one could have.

Fast forward seven years, and I am Mariah Huxley, a twenty-six-year-old, single mother, living in the unforgiving world as an adult. I work hard to take care of us, and I am happy. I'm happy until I close my eyes at night and realize that's not the case at all. Something is missing. My soul, my body, and my heart-they've all been drained of anything exciting. That's until the night I finally allow myself to live, and I meet him.

When he touches me, I awaken and slowly become resurrected. However, will the relationship we've started be one I'm prepared to handle? I am strong enough to endure many things, but am I strong enough to sustain this connection with him.

My name is Jason Cain, and I am who I am.

Some may call me determined, but the majority of society views me as a prick. To them, I'm an arrogant jerk who defies the standard rules of life to get what I want. I couldn't agree more.

I was born on the streets, loved by no one. The only person I had was me. Once adopted by the state, I vowed to myself to become a man of means. I vowed to become a man who would be respected from the moment I walked in a room.

Fast forward several years, and I am Jason Cain, a thirty-two-year-old, successful entrepreneur, and self-made millionaire. My life is all about time, which includes making gut reaction business deals, growing my empire, and being in the company of beautiful women. I have time for only one thing, my satisfaction. That's until the night she strolls into my nightclub.

When she touches me, I feel every wall I've built up slowly crumble around me. I disintegrate. However, will the relationship we've started be one I can leave behind? Or will I lose the part of me that's kept me going my entire life? Am I strong enough to survive her?

Or will this be our last call?