A Wild Heart, an all-new single mom second chance standalone romance full of heat and emotion from USA Today bestselling author Amie Knight is available now!
I lost a huge piece of myself the day my husband was killed in action.
In the months that followed, I felt like my grief would swallow me whole.
My only solace was my daughter, whose bright light guided me through the darkest of times.
I never wanted to meet someone else.
I vowed to never fall in love again, especially with a marine.
It was supposed to be no strings attached and for a while it was.
But Weston Reeves’s grumpy soul called to my tortured one.
Maybe it was the midnight rides on his bike or the way that only I could make him smile.
He lit me up, set my body afire, and for the first time in five years made me feel alive.
Our relationship was probably the worst gamble I’d ever taken.
But my stupid, wild heart needed him, even if our love was destined to burn me to ashes.
In the months that followed, I felt like my grief would swallow me whole.
My only solace was my daughter, whose bright light guided me through the darkest of times.
I never wanted to meet someone else.
I vowed to never fall in love again, especially with a marine.
It was supposed to be no strings attached and for a while it was.
But Weston Reeves’s grumpy soul called to my tortured one.
Maybe it was the midnight rides on his bike or the way that only I could make him smile.
He lit me up, set my body afire, and for the first time in five years made me feel alive.
Our relationship was probably the worst gamble I’d ever taken.
But my stupid, wild heart needed him, even if our love was destined to burn me to ashes.
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Excerpt
“I just came by to say that a couple of weeks ago was a mistake and it can’t happen again.” I chewed on my bottom lip.
What in the ever-loving hell was wrong with me?
His lip twitched as I heard what sounded like a snort come from his nose. Then he turned away from me and headed back into his stupid garage.
“Did you just snort at me?” I shrieked.
This time he shook his head and chuckled low, completely ignoring me, and went back to work on his bike like I wasn’t even there.
And because I was completely insane, I followed him into that garage and stood a foot from him. “Did you hear what I said? I said it was a mistake. The whole thing. The entire night.”
He nodded, not even looking up from his bike. “I heard you, babe.”
I swung back on the heels of my sneakers. “Well, good.” I turned on those same heels to get out of there like the fires of hell were licking at them.
“But that ain’t why you came all the way out here,” he said so lowly I almost didn’t hear him.
I turned, staring at him even as he continued to ignore me for tinkering with something on his bike. “Excuse me?”
“You heard me,” he said, standing up and finally looking at me. “You didn’t come over here just to tell a one-night stand the whole thing was a mistake.” He prowled toward me slowly, still cleaning his hands with that rag nonchalantly like he wasn’t coming toward me like a lion stalking its prey.
And I’d somehow managed to corner myself in the back of his garage, as far away as possible from the garage opening. Still, I raised my chin and straightened my spine. “Why the hell did I come all the way out here then?” I started walking myself backward even though I was putting on a brave face.
Tell me. Tell me why I came all the way out here and give it to me. Make me forget.
When he’d finally cornered me in the garage right next to what appeared to be the door to enter his house, he smiled like the cat that ate the canary and my skin prickled even as I felt my nipples harden beneath my shirt.
Oh, God.
He dropped the dirty rag and brought his hands up on either side of my head, caging me in against the wall. “Come on, baby.” He ran his nose down the length of mine and my breath caught. “We both know why you came here.”
I lifted my chin in pretend defiance when all I wanted to do was lick the seam of his gorgeous, supple lips.
“Hmmm, what did I come here for then?” I whispered, feeling dizzy and hot, a deep ache between my legs that I’d never felt before.
He smelled like motor oil and soap and God, it took everything in my power not to grind against his leg that was pushed between mine.
He gave me a barely there smile that never quite met his eyes. “You came here because you missed me,” he growled, moving further into my body even though I’d thought we were as close as two people would get.
My nipples rubbed against his chest and I could feel his heart beating against my own. Our breaths mingled as I trembled against him, but he was wrong. I hadn’t missed him. But I had missed this.
I gave him a smile of my own as I moved my hand between us and rubbed the hard length of him, squeezing at the base. “Oh, honey, I haven’t missed you a bit, but I have missed him.”
A low chuckle echoed throughout the garage that sent goose bumps across my skin before, suddenly, my body was turned, my front pushed crudely against the wall until I was forced to turn my face to the side to avoid hurting my nose.
I panted, my heart thundering wildly in my chest. He was right. This was what I’d come for. The feeling of floating. Being weightless. The high of his body touching mine. The way it made me forget. The way it made me feel alive.
What in the ever-loving hell was wrong with me?
His lip twitched as I heard what sounded like a snort come from his nose. Then he turned away from me and headed back into his stupid garage.
“Did you just snort at me?” I shrieked.
This time he shook his head and chuckled low, completely ignoring me, and went back to work on his bike like I wasn’t even there.
And because I was completely insane, I followed him into that garage and stood a foot from him. “Did you hear what I said? I said it was a mistake. The whole thing. The entire night.”
He nodded, not even looking up from his bike. “I heard you, babe.”
I swung back on the heels of my sneakers. “Well, good.” I turned on those same heels to get out of there like the fires of hell were licking at them.
“But that ain’t why you came all the way out here,” he said so lowly I almost didn’t hear him.
I turned, staring at him even as he continued to ignore me for tinkering with something on his bike. “Excuse me?”
“You heard me,” he said, standing up and finally looking at me. “You didn’t come over here just to tell a one-night stand the whole thing was a mistake.” He prowled toward me slowly, still cleaning his hands with that rag nonchalantly like he wasn’t coming toward me like a lion stalking its prey.
And I’d somehow managed to corner myself in the back of his garage, as far away as possible from the garage opening. Still, I raised my chin and straightened my spine. “Why the hell did I come all the way out here then?” I started walking myself backward even though I was putting on a brave face.
Tell me. Tell me why I came all the way out here and give it to me. Make me forget.
When he’d finally cornered me in the garage right next to what appeared to be the door to enter his house, he smiled like the cat that ate the canary and my skin prickled even as I felt my nipples harden beneath my shirt.
Oh, God.
He dropped the dirty rag and brought his hands up on either side of my head, caging me in against the wall. “Come on, baby.” He ran his nose down the length of mine and my breath caught. “We both know why you came here.”
I lifted my chin in pretend defiance when all I wanted to do was lick the seam of his gorgeous, supple lips.
“Hmmm, what did I come here for then?” I whispered, feeling dizzy and hot, a deep ache between my legs that I’d never felt before.
He smelled like motor oil and soap and God, it took everything in my power not to grind against his leg that was pushed between mine.
He gave me a barely there smile that never quite met his eyes. “You came here because you missed me,” he growled, moving further into my body even though I’d thought we were as close as two people would get.
My nipples rubbed against his chest and I could feel his heart beating against my own. Our breaths mingled as I trembled against him, but he was wrong. I hadn’t missed him. But I had missed this.
I gave him a smile of my own as I moved my hand between us and rubbed the hard length of him, squeezing at the base. “Oh, honey, I haven’t missed you a bit, but I have missed him.”
A low chuckle echoed throughout the garage that sent goose bumps across my skin before, suddenly, my body was turned, my front pushed crudely against the wall until I was forced to turn my face to the side to avoid hurting my nose.
I panted, my heart thundering wildly in my chest. He was right. This was what I’d come for. The feeling of floating. Being weightless. The high of his body touching mine. The way it made me forget. The way it made me feel alive.
MY REVIEW
Emily's come to this town for a refresh. A widow who wants to not be sad and exhausted, brings along her teen daughter, and is just trying to be the best mother she can, and trying to get through the day. Having a very rare night out brings a hot, very alpha Weston into her life, and things are never the same after. But obstacles stand in the way of any kind of committed relationship, including both their grief, and insecurities at starting a new relationship. Will this couple be able to get past the pain of their pasts and allow a new lease on life together?
Weston saw the pain in Emily's eyes the first night they met. He saw and recognized it because it mirrors his own. He too has lost, and it's made him shut off the idea of love again. But seeing that pain in her makes him want to help heal it, even as she fights him. Two more scarred souls could not be found, but if they each are willing to let the other in, they can have something beautiful.
Right in the heart! That's where A Wild Heart got me, and where I felt this story the entire way through. So much pain, but the way Emily and Weston forged their way through it, together is just beautiful. I admit to shedding more than a few tears, but I was smiling by the time the sweet ending was finished. I think this just may be one of my favorite reads this year with all its emotion, and the love they finally found with each other.
About Amie Knight
Amie Knight has been a reader for as long as she could remember and a romance lover since she could get her hands on her momma's books. A dedicated wife and mother with a love of music and makeup, she won’t ever be seen leaving the house without her eyebrows and eyelashes done just right. When she isn't reading and writing, you can catch her jamming out in the car with her two kids to '90s R&B, country, and showtunes. Amie draws inspiration from her childhood in Columbia, South Carolina, and can't imagine living anywhere other than the South.
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Amie Knight has been a reader for as long as she could remember and a romance lover since she could get her hands on her momma's books. A dedicated wife and mother with a love of music and makeup, she won’t ever be seen leaving the house without her eyebrows and eyelashes done just right. When she isn't reading and writing, you can catch her jamming out in the car with her two kids to '90s R&B, country, and showtunes. Amie draws inspiration from her childhood in Columbia, South Carolina, and can't imagine living anywhere other than the South.
Connect with Amie
Facebook: https://bit.ly/2UtTe85
Twitter: https://bit.ly/33HQ8l0
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Goodreads: https://bit.ly/39aPvkZ
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Join Amie’s reader group: https://bit.ly/2Jg0xL7
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