Playboy billionaire Braydon Decker changes women more often than designer ties. Scarred and humiliated as a teenager, he pledged long ago to never trust a beautiful woman again. But then he never imagined meeting one quite like Jain Parker.
Jain, a dedicated medical research scientist, learned early in college that her good looks were a hindrance and she’d have to tone down her beauty to be taken seriously, thus, Plain Jain was born, and men were no longer an issue. Of course, she didn’t count on running into Braydon Decker.
A successful venture capitalist, Braydon holds the key to whether Jain’s research company sinks or swims. When the two are forced to work together on a fundraising campaign, they’re instantly drawn to one another, despite their individual vows to remain unattached. As they navigate unchartered waters, their inability to trust wages war with their desire to love.
Hearts are broken and trust is shattered when betrayal and lies are revealed. Will the truth bring them healing and forgiveness, or will it be too late?
Breaking Braydon offers readers an emotional, compelling story filled with heartwarming humor, romance, heartbreak and love.
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I wasn’t opposed to spending a little time with them, the relentless women. The tabloids were right; it was always under six hours. After that, I’d be done. They usually wanted to stay longer. Why did they delude themselves?
Jain’s different from those women. I punched my pillow again, groaning in frustration. These thoughts had been circulating around my brain all night. Why couldn’t I just forget about her? Her lips, that’s why. Every time I closed my eyes, I imagined kissing her. Slowly, thoroughly. I knew those lips would be soft and inviting. I could almost hear her moan with pleasure as we kissed and held each other close. Stop it! You’ll only hurt her.
I needed to stay away from her. I would only bring her trouble, and she’d bring me heartbreak. Instinctively, I knew both to be true. But could I stay away?
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