Fearless

Pier 70, 2

Released April 11, 2016

Gay Romance

He’s the one who walked away…
Dare Davis, one of the four owners of Pier 70 Marina, has been living the past fifteen years of his life not taking risks. He considers himself fearless because he refuses to let anyone close enough to hurt him. He’s had his heart broken before, he’s not looking for it to happen again.
 
He’s the one who let love slip through his fingers…
Noah Pearson, thirteen-year veteran of the Austin Fire Department, finds himself being roped into a favor by his mischievous stepsister. When Milly invites him to come along on a cruise to the Caribbean, he finds himself giving in. What he doesn’t know is that Milly’s playing matchmaker. However, Milly’s surprise backfires when Noah finds himself front and center with the man who slipped through his fingers fifteen years ago.
 
Some people believe in second chances.
Things heat up when the mischievous, fun-loving bad boy comes face to face with this smoking hot fire fighter.
 
Now that Dare and Noah find themselves sharing a room on a week-long cruise, can they find a way to keep the peace and ignore their past? Or – thanks to the decisions they made long ago – will they come full circle, picking right back up where they left off?

Erin
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Fearless is not only an extremely hot read, with sizzling sex scenes but a beautiful love story: showing that a second chance at love can happen when it is meant to be.
Jenna
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This is a beautiful love story about the one that got away ...... then accidentally came back. Fearless is packed full of one liners that will have you snorting, giggling, and laughing out loud.
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I urge you to go add this to your tbr list you know that Nicole Edwards never fails to deliver a 5* book and this is just that and so much more.
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Saturday, May 28th
Present day

“What time does your flight leave tomorrow?”

Dare Davis glanced up from the iPad screen—where he’d been playing WordBrain, of all things—to see Cam standing at the main counter.
Giving his friend a quick once-over, Dare had to admit he was impressed. The guy didn’t look nervous or in a panic, yet the countdown to D-Day was on. T-minus five days until Cam Strickland and Gannon Burgess would tie the knot, officially hyphenating them.

Strickland-Burgess.

Or was it Burgess-Strickland?

He grimaced, realizing he’d never asked.

Burg-land it was.

Dare grinned at his friend. “Aww, isn’t that sweet. You worried I won’t be there to watch you profess your undying love?”

“I’m not worried that you won’t be there.” Cam smirked, clearly brushing off Dare’s snide comment as he had since they’d made the big announcement. With a devilish gleam in his eye, Cam’s grin widened. “I’m more worried that you will.”

Ha ha. Funny. Dare chuckled. For the past couple of weeks, Dare had received a couple dozen warnings—from everyone—that he was not allowed to pull any pranks before, during, or immediately after Cam and Gannon’s wedding. In fact, they’d sworn him off any type of prank until early June—as if outlining the time frame mattered at all to him. Of course, Dare hadn’t actually planned to do anything drastic—at least not until Cam had mentioned it. Multiple times.

Now, he wasn’t willing to make any promises.

When Lulu—the three-year-old golden retriever who was as much a part of the marina as … oh, say, the lake—came over and rested her head on Dare’s knee, he gave the dog’s head a scratch.

Dare looked at Cam. “I get into Orlando at one thirty in the afternoon.” And then he had to travel to Port Canaveral. He smiled when Cam frowned, already knowing what Cam was thinking. “And before you freak, I will make it to the ship before it leaves. I swear.”

Because everyone who could run the day-to-day of Pier 70 Marina would be on that ship to celebrate Cam and Gannon’s nuptials, the four of them had worked the schedule so that Dare would be the last one to leave, ensuring they had coverage right up until the last possible minute. Since they would have to close the marina for tours for eight straight days—the week that included Memorial Day weekend—it had been the only logical thing to do. And though Teague had said he would stay back and man the place while everyone else went on the seven-night cruise to the Bahamas, Dare had simply smacked Teague on the back of the head and told him not to be a dumb ass.

They would all be present and accounted for on D-Day, no matter what.

Luckily, one of Cam’s father’s friends was willing to pitch in and cover the place in case of emergencies, as well as take care of Lulu, while they were gone. Everything else would have to wait. It was rare, but there were some things that were more important than work. Love and marriage and baby carriages apparently qualified.

The visual of Cam pushing a baby stroller made Dare chuckle to himself.

“What’s so funny?”

Dare shrugged off Cam’s question.

“Shouldn’t you be heading to the airport?” Dare glanced at the clock, then back to Cam. It was only nine in the morning, but Cam and Gannon, as well as most of the others who would also be boarding the ship tomorrow, were flying to Florida today and staying in a hotel overnight.

“Gannon’s got it covered.” Cam grinned.

“So, that means Milly’s running point and making sure y’all get where you need to be?” Dare knew how this worked.

“Yes, that’s what I meant.”

Of course it was. Milly Holcomb, Gannon’s assistant slash best friend slash maid of honor, was on her game, all right. She’d been so busy these past few months getting things ready for the wedding that Dare hadn’t seen her since February, though he’d had many text conversations with her. Including the one from last night, when she’d all but threatened to castrate him if he didn’t show up on time.

“And the best man?”

“Packed up and ready to go.”

Spinning around in his chair, Dare found the source of the voice. He saw Roan Gregory—a.k.a. the best man—walking in the back door, wheeling a suitcase behind him.

“Ooh, spiffy.” Dare looked Roan up and down.

“What?” Roan frowned as he looked down at himself. “Because I’m wearing jeans?”

Dare grinned. Their preferred uniform at the marina was shorts and a T-shirt—year round. Sometimes just shorts. “Nah. Because your shirt has those little round things. What’re they called?”

The line in Roan’s forehead deepened. “Buttons?”

Dare nodded, smirking. “Yeah. Those. Nice touch.”

Watching Roan, Dare tried to determine if there was any trace of the confused emotions the man had admitted to having all those months ago when Cam and Gannon had first started dating. Although Roan’s personal life hadn’t picked up—at least not that Dare knew of, anyway—it seemed as though Roan had realized the error of his ways. The man hadn’t been in love with Cam as he’d said he was. Instead, he’d been worried that he would lose his best friend.

Didn’t look to be the case anymore. Thank God.

Probably helped that Gannon had all but hired Roan on to be one of his most trusted beta testers for his upcoming video game releases, ultimately feeding Roan’s gaming addiction. Dare figured it wasn’t easy to have a grudge against the guy who provided your fix.

Cam cleared his throat. “Anyone seen Teague? Or Hudson?”

“Did you know…?” Dare tapped his finger on his lips, casting a quick glance at Cam, then Roan, and back again. “I read somewhere that there are more than sixty-one thousand Americans airborne over the United States in an average hour? I’m thinking y’all should be part of that number in the very near future.”

Cam flipped him off, grinning from ear to ear.

“Could you just go get on a plane?” Dare grumbled, still smiling. “You’re supposed to be relaxing, getting your muscles prepared for that ball and chain you’re gonna drag around with you for the rest of your life.” Dare widened his eyes as he looked from Cam to Roan. He put his hand over his mouth. “Oops. Did I say that out loud?”

Cam barked a laugh. “Fine.” Cam looked at Roan. “You ready to head to the airport?”

“Whenever y’all are.” Roan’s confidence wavered, his eyes sliding to Dare. “You sure you can handle this place for a day?”

It wasn’t the first time he’d stood sentry over the marina, but Dare pretended to consider that. “I read somewhere that there were, like, a hundred and thirty-four million houses in the United States a couple of years ago.” He glanced at Cam as he explained. “Yes, the article was old, but still offered valuable information.” Dare tapped his finger on his chin as he smiled. “And if I remember correctly, there were something like one point three million house fires that year.” Dare met Roan’s gaze. “That means statistically there’s less than a one percent chance that—”

“I get it,” Roan groused, a grin tugging at his mouth. “Just don’t catch the place on fire.”

Dare offered his best smile, all teeth. “I’ll try not to. Now, if you don’t mind”—Dare motioned toward the iPad—“I’ve got a game waiting to kick my ass.”

“See you tomorrow.” Cam offered a two-finger salute as he shouldered his bag.

“You can count on it.”

He watched his two closest friends walk out the front door, Gannon coming down from the upstairs apartment to join them. Dare laughed when the alarm sensor sounded after they were out in the parking lot. “Lulu, someone’s gotta fix that thing.”

Lulu lifted her head from where it now rested on the floor near his feet, but didn’t appear at all impressed by the conversation. Not that Dare had expected her to be. For all intents and purposes, their guard dog was more of a living, breathing floor decoration.

For a few minutes, Dare stared out the front door, watching as Cam loaded their things in Gannon’s Lexus and then drove away, the car spitting gravel behind it, taking his best friends off to the airport. He couldn’t help but smile at the thought.

Sometimes it was hard to believe that Cam had settled down and was about to get married.

“Married, Lulu. Burg-land. Can you believe that shit?” He kept his eyes on the parking lot as he mumbled to the dog.

Honestly, Dare had never considered getting married. Well, not since that one time many moons ago... So, yes, technically there had been one point in his life when he’d thought he might join the land of the hyphenated, legally or hypothetically. But he’d quickly learned that all parties involved needed to be on the same playing field to make a relationship.

Unfortunately, Dare had only thought he’d met that guy. Turned out that hadn’t been the case at all. And since that fateful day when he’d finally accepted that he was the only one looking for a happily ever after, he’d stopped wishing for it. So much so that he hadn’t had a relatively serious relationship in…

Hmm. It had been a while. Damn. A long fucking time, that was how long it had been. In fact, it had been fifteen freaking years since he’d last had an actual relationship.

Not that he had any intention of thinking about that now. He needed to tie up the loose ends here at the marina so he could head out first thing in the morning and celebrate with his friends.

​“Come on, Lulu.” Dare eyed the snoozing dog. “Let’s get some tools. I’ve got an idea on how to fix that door sensor.”

 
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Publication Date: April 11, 2016
Publisher: Nicole Edwards Limited
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