Summary

Ready for Flynn Valerie is his best friend's younger sister. He promised not to touch her. Flynn was supposed to protect her, not sleep with her. However, sometimes lust and fate attract the forbidden. When tragedy strikes - their rules on life change - forever. Each of them knows the past will always bind them, but their paths are a world apart. From day one, theirs was an instant, mutual attraction. Years later, their hearts still share an indelible bond. Therefore, when a situation arises that gives them a second chance to connect, Flynn doesn't hesitate to respond. Is this just another cry for help or could this be the second chance he didn't know he'd been waiting for? MATURE CONTENT 18+ READY FOR FLYNN is created by K.L. SHANDWICK, an eGlobal Creative Publishing Signed Author. *************** VOLUME 1: READY FOR FLYNN Tearing down the stairs, I felt breathless by the time I reached Aunt Joan's old melamine wall-mounted phone in her kitchen. “Valerie, it's lovely to hear your voice, sweetheart. You haven't called all week. Are you okay?" “Oh, sure Mom. Sorry. I've been busy with Auntie Joan. We've been clearing out here. She felt it was time to sort through Uncle Terry's possessions, and one thing led to another. You know how she is. It's been great reminiscing about their lives, though. There's so much I never knew about them, both as a couple, and their lives before they met each other." Uncle Terry met my Aunt Joan after his first wife died. They married in their forties, and neither had any children. My uncle was an only child, and we were the only family Auntie Joan had left. "I was talking to her last night, Valerie. Didn't she tell you she called?" “She did? She never mentioned it to me. I wonder why?" "Seems you may have outstayed your welcome, honey." Mom chuckled, and I knew she was only teasing. My aunt would have kept me forever if she'd had her way. I knew she'd worried about home-schooling me for a while, but to be honest, I'd welcomed the opportunity to get out of town after the whole situation with Bradley, my ex. Talk about humiliation. I was even more embarrassed by the number of well-wishers who stopped me in the halls at school on a daily basis to tell me what an ass Bradley was, and what a slut my best friend Heidi was for hooking up with him. "Oh well, I guess I'm coming home," I said, pretending to feel hurt. Inside I felt relieved. I'd been missing everyone, and it was only a few days before Thanksgiving. And...