An Unexpected Love (Complicated Love Series #2) Read online

  Complicated Love Series Book Two

  D.M. Midgley

  An Unexpected Love

  Complicated Love Series Book Two

  D.M. Midgley

  Copyright 2015 D.M. Midgley

  All Rights Reserved

  This book is a work of fiction. Any references to real events, real people, and real places are used fictitiously. Other names, characters, places, and incidents are products of the Author’s imagination and any resemblance to persons, living or dead, actual events, organisations or places is entirely coincidental.

  All rights are reserved. This book is intended for the purchaser of this e-book ONLY. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, graphic, electronic, or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, taping, or by any information storage retrieval system, without the express written permission of the Author. All songs, song titles and lyrics contained in this book are the property of the respective songwriters and copyright holders.

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  I want to dedicate this book to my Aunty Val.

  We all love you and miss you very much.

  You will be forever in our hearts.

  Thank you to my family for the love and support you always show me. I couldn’t do this without you all. A special thank you to my wonderful mum who has to put up with me phoning her when I have a new plot I want her opinion on.

  Thank you to my designer Kimberly Osborn for doing a wonderful job on my book covers and teasers. You are amazing and are always there when I have questions. You have been so supportive and it means so much to me.

  Thank you to my editor Kaylene Osborn for always being patient with me and I appreciate all the help that the you give me.

  Thank you to my beta readers, Dzintra Sullivan, Steph, May, Stacy Charran, Tracy Ehlers, Kimberly Osborn, Dawn Vickers, Nicola Brooks and Jessi Gober-McMullen. You have all been really great and have provided fantastic feedback that helps me to make the books, the best that they can be.

  Thank you to my amazing Street Team, Donna’s Diamonds. You are all so supportive and are always willing to make suggestions and help me when I need it. I feel very grateful to have you all behind me.

  Finally, a big thank you to you, the readers. Your support has been incredible and it’s a great feeling when people tell you that they want to read your stories. I really hope you enjoy book two of the Complicated Love Series.

  Dedication

  Acknowledgments

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Chapter Seven

  Chapter Eight

  Chapter Nine

  Chapter Ten

  Chapter Eleven

  Chapter Twelve

  Chapter Thirteen

  Chapter Fourteen

  Chapter Fifteen

  Chapter Sixteen

  Chapter Seventeen

  Chapter Eighteen

  Chapter Nineteen

  Chapter Twenty

  Chapter Twenty-One

  Chapter Twenty-Two

  Chapter Twenty-Three

  Chapter Twenty-Four

  Chapter Twenty-Five

  Chapter Twenty-Six

  Chapter Twenty-Seven

  Chapter Twenty-Eight

  Chapter Twenty-Nine

  Chapter Thirty

  Chapter Thirty-One

  Chapter Thirty-Two

  Epilogue

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  Ugh, I’ve had too much champagne and my head is killing me. I’ve parked myself on a bar stool and I’m lying my head on my arms, on top of the bar. The room seems to be spinning and I’ve had way too much to drink.

  It was so exciting when Annabelle rung and told me that Joshua had proposed. Those two were meant for each other, and I’m really pleased for them. A waiter walks past, so I grab another glass of the bubbly pink wine, promising myself it will be my last one. Annabelle asked me to be her Maid of Honor, and I’m honored because she is my best friend. Flying all the way back from Los Angeles to London to be here was tiring, but I’m happy to be here. The wedding was beautiful and Annabelle looked fantastic. Joshua always looks dapper in a suit. I was so jealous of Annabelle when she met Joshua. I’ve always wanted to have someone to go home to and spend time with. Yeah, I enjoy going out and having fun, but sometimes, it gets lonely. I secretly crave that someone special. That someone who will complete and love me for just being me. That someone who will cherish me, but a relationship isn’t right for me and probably never will be.

  Annabelle and Joshua decided to get married in St Peter’s Church in Harrow. They live not too far from Annabelle’s Aunt Sylvia, so it was easier for them to get married there. The reception is being held in Annabelle and Joshua’s backyard. It’s a beautiful home and Annabelle seems to love it. They’ve put up a white wedding marquee and it’s huge. Inside there are decorated round tables and chairs, covered with white tablecloths and the chairs have white seat covers with purple sashes tied into delicate bows. Each table seats ten people, and each place setting has a champagne glass, beautiful sterling silver cutlery, a little purple present box wrapped with a tiny white bow and a white napkin fashioned into a swan. In the middle of the table is a gorgeous crystal vase with white lilies. It really looks fantastic. In the corner, there’s a white bar, and there are plenty of waitresses, waiters, and bar staff, for it to be a fully functioning restaurant. No expense was spared here.

  The reception has been great so far, but I hardly know anyone as most of them are Joshua’s family and business associates. And that is the reason why I’ve plonked myself on the bar stool I’m currently on and have been indulging in the fancy champagne that’s being served. I’ve definitely had enough, but I’m feeling a tiny bit depressed that this isn’t me. I’m craving the white wedding. A chance to be a princess, and to be the center of attention, but it’s the being married part that scares me.

  An arm brushes mine and a guy sits on the bar stool next to me. Looking over and scrutinizing this man, he looks familiar and I’m sure we’ve already met. He’s gorgeous, with his wavy blond hair and sparkling blue eyes. He has a tan that gives him that yummy look.

  “Hey beautiful, what are you doing sitting here all by yourself.” He leans on the bar and twirls toward me.

  “Sitting here alone, thank you very much!” He chuckles.

  “Come on, Tracy, you were nice to me earlier when we met at the church.” I squint my eyes trying to recall when I’ve met him before. He looks familiar, but my blurry vision isn’t helping me remember details.

  He chuckles. “Don’t remember me, huh? You must be drunk, not to remember me. I’m Karl Stanford, Joshua’s best friend?”

  “Oh, yeah, I remember.” Annabelle told me that he’s quite the ladies’ man and I can tell by his comment that he thinks highly of himself. “Well, Karl, if you don’t mind, I want to be on my own.” I wave my hand, gesturing for him to leave, but he doesn’t move. He seems to think I’m amusing because he keeps laughing. He leans closer and his blue eyes sparkle. His eyes are mesmerizing and it’s hard to look away. There’s an attraction between us. His eyes have darkened and desire blooms. A shiver runs down my spine with excitement.

  “Come on, baby. Instead of you being alone, let’s have some fun together.” He brushes a strand of my blonde hair away from my face an
d glides his finger down, caressing my cheek. I jerk away and hop off the bar stool.

  What am I doing?

  “Don’t call me, baby. I’m not your baby. Just leave me alone.” I sway and have to hold onto the bar to gain my bearings. Scanning the marquee, I look for Annabelle, but she’s nowhere to be seen so I make a beeline for the restrooms. I close and lock the door and lean against it. What the hell was that? Karl Stanford is a stranger to me. Have fun together? He only wants me for one thing. Men like him only want one thing. I run the tap and splash water on my face. What was that feeling that travelled through me when he looked at me and touched me on my cheek? I glide my finger down the same path his finger trailed. His touch was explosive even though it was only a gentle slide of his finger. That was it, just that simple contact and he has me wondering what else he could do with his touch, his lips…Oh my God, this is torture.

  Get a grip, Tracy!

  I take a few deep breaths before pulling the door open. Karl is leaning against the wall opposite the restroom. He has his arms folded and a smirk plastered on his face.

  “What are you doing, Karl?”

  “I saw you come this way and wanted to see how you are.” He smiles and his eyes are sparkling with amusement.

  “I’m fine,” I sigh and move to walk past him to go back to the reception. A hand grabs my arm and I’m slammed up against the wall with Karl caging me in. His eyes are on fire, and his smirk has disappeared from his expression. He looks serious and I’m not sure how to take him like this.

  “I want you, Tracy, and I’m pretty sure you want me too.”

  I huff trying to wriggle out of his grasp.

  “I don’t know what you’re talking about. We only met today.”

  “I’ve been watching you. You’re gorgeous and I’ve wanted to get this dress off you, worship your naked body and be buried deep inside you since first laying eyes on you.” He moves my hair from my shoulder and kisses my neck and collarbone. A shiver runs up my spine from his touch. I’m finding it hard to resist him. He grazes his nose along my jaw and places small kisses either side of my lips. I moan and relax into him.

  “You’re so beautiful. These lips look delicious.” He grazes his thumb across them and I gently bite it, and he groans before descending his lips to mine. He starts off gentle and tender. His lips are soft and he knows what he’s doing. He grabs my hands and pins them above my head as he increases the intensity of the kiss. Opening my mouth, his tongue enters and begins massaging with mine. A moan escapes me. He takes his time exploring my mouth while we’re as close as possible. Every part of us is touching and I can feel his hard length rubbing against my stomach.

  “I want to touch you.” He has me whimpering as he glides his hand up my stomach and lightly touches my breasts.

  “Do you really?”

  He chuckles and pinches my nipple. I gasp from the pleasure flowing through me. My body is on fire, and the fire keeps building and building as he works me up into a frenzy. He deepens the kiss and relaxes his grip on my hands. Wriggling out of his constraint, my hands creep up under his shirt. His abs feel rock hard under my touch. He definitely works out a lot. His stomach tenses under my touch. This is mind blowing. He breaks the kiss and leans his forehead against mine. Our eyes lock and his blue eyes are burning with desire.

  “We can’t keep doing this here.” I jerk back and try to clear the fog that’s stopping my brain from functioning properly. “Let’s go to my room.”

  “Your room?” He keeps his eyes locked on me.

  “Yeah, I’m staying with Annabelle and Joshua until tomorrow.”

  Annabelle invited me to stay here too, and I had no idea he was staying here as well. Maybe this is a bad idea. He pecks me on the lips and nuzzles my neck.

  “We could continue this up in my room. This could be good between us. Let me show you” He smiles and takes a step back, I feel the loss of his heat immediately and all I want to do is be close to him again. He holds his hand out for me to take.

  “Come on, baby,” he coaxes. Trying to regulate my breathing, while he stares at me with an intense stare, is really difficult. My God, He’s so bad for me. I can’t seem to think straight around him. Annabelle told me what he’s like. How he sleeps with random women. He’s a ladies man through and through, but it doesn’t stop me from wanting him. Maybe this will be something I’ll regret it in the morning? Maybe this isn’t such a good idea, but the way he’s looking at me is making me extremely wet. If he can do this to me with just a simple look, what would sex with him be like?

  He smirks. “Well, Tracy?”

  I take a deep breath and take his hand. He smiles a real smile that reaches his eyes and leads me up the stairs.

  Leading Tracy up the stairs, we make our way to my room at the end of the hall. Looking over my shoulder, I notice Tracy biting her bottom lip. She’s looking really nervous and to me, she looks like a deer caught in headlights. She’s not a virgin, so it makes me happy that she’s on edge about having sex with me.

  I’d been watching Tracy from the minute we were introduced at the church this morning. She was flirty, straight talking, and I was amused by her. When I stood alongside Joshua, waiting for the blushing bride to grace us with her presence, everything fell away when Tracy started walking down the aisle. She was breathtakingly gorgeous in her pale blue gown that just kissed the floor, and a pair of silver heels could be seen peeking out as she walked. Her blonde hair was piled on top of her head, with a pale blue flower sitting behind her ear. She looked so exotic. I wanted her from that moment, but I wasn’t able to speak to her much. The morning went whizzing by and at the reception, I sat at the top table beside Joshua while Tracy was seated down the line next to Annabelle.

  After the meal and the speeches had been done, I thought I’d have a chance to dance with her but I got lumbered with Annabelle’s Auntie. Okay, she is really nice, but she was keeping me from Tracy. Annabelle roped me into looking after her Aunt Sylvia while she and Joshua mingled with their guests. I danced with Aunt Sylvia a lot, but I couldn’t stop glancing around to see what Tracy was doing. Toward the end of the night, after I helped Aunt Sylvia into a cab, Tracy was propping up the bar so this was my opportunity to speak to her. She is absolutely stunning, and she looked so depressed and slightly tipsy. I had to check if she was okay, and see if she could be cheered up. We’re heading up to my room now and I’m going to show her how much she is wanted by me.

  Stopping at my door, I turn the handle and lead her in before shutting the door and pulling her to me, her eyes dilate and she licks her lips seductively. I crash my lips to hers and wrap my arms around her waist bringing her as close to me as possible. She’s so compliant, and when I nudge my tongue against her lips to demand entry, she obligingly opens, giving me an opportunity to devour her mouth. She tastes delicious, I can taste the champagne on her tongue. She glides her hands up my chest and wraps her arms around my neck and plays with my hair. She moans into my mouth and I’m finding it hard not to just strip her naked right here and bang her hard against the wall. I untie the bow at the back of her halter neck dress and the gown falls and pools around her feet. She’s left standing in front of me in just a pale blue thong. Taking a step back, I look at this gorgeous woman in front of me.

  “You are so beautiful.” I caress her cheek and she blushes. Her pale skin takes on a rosy glow and in this moment an ache develops in my chest. I can’t quite work out what’s happening. She shakily moves her hand to my shirt and clumsily tries to undo my buttons. Closing my hands over hers, we work together to undo them. She stands there gazing at me while I remove my suit jacket and shirt with pure lust in her eyes, and it takes all my control not to lunge at her.

  “Get on the bed, on your back.” She sits on the edge and shoots up until she’s laid on her back, in the center of the bed. My eyes are locked on hers while removing my suit trousers, shoes, and socks. Tracy licks her lips as she looks me up and down. Removing my boxers, I stand before her
naked. She tries to look anywhere but at my cock which is very amusing. I crawl up the bed until I’m over her. She opens her legs so I can position myself between them. Raining feather like kisses on her jaw and collarbone, Tracy arches at my touch. Grinding against her, she whimpers and moans.

  “Oh, baby, you’re driving me crazy, beautiful.” I massage her breasts and take both nipples in my fingers and give them a tug. She moans again as she writhes beneath me.

  “Karl…oh my!”

  I chuckle and skim my hands down toward her thong.

  “This thin barrier is not my friend right now.” I pull them off briskly and she gasps while I dangle and swing it around my fingers. She laughs hard and it’s a beautiful melody that I wish I could hear again. Her thong ends up on the floor and I spread her legs wider.

  “Ah, much better.” I massage her knee and make my way up to her center and gently rub her clit and swallow her moans. I love the way her body responds to me and her moans are music to my ears. She whimpers and wriggles under me, telling me that she’s close. Her breaths are harsher and as she grips my shoulders with more pressure, I trace her lips with my tongue.

  “That’s it, baby, come for me.” I apply more pressure to her clit and she goes off like a firework.

  “Karl! Yes!” Hearing my name out of her mouth, all breathless and sexy, is fucking amazing. I gently stroke her clit while she comes down from the high of her orgasm. Leaning my forehead against hers, her eyes glaze over and she looks flushed but absolutely beautiful.

  “You are gorgeous, Tracy.” I take a strand of her hair and tuck it behind her ear, then give her a gentle kiss on the cheek.

  “W…wow...” she stutters out.

  I’m so happy that she doesn’t seem to be able to form a coherent sentence after the high of her orgasm.

  “It’s not over yet,” I smirk.

  Tracy spreads her legs and I settle in between them. She reaches down and grabs my cock and starts pumping her hand up and down. Groaning at her touch, I lean forward to kiss her. This kiss is so different to the rest. It’s intense and it doesn’t take long for it to heat up. I’m losing control fast. Removing her hand from my cock, I position myself with my tip at her entrance and with one long thrust, I fill her up.