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Been In Love With You: Mine By Default Mini-Series, #1

Been In Love With You: Mine By Default Mini-Series, #1

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Been In Love With You: Mine By Default Mini-Series, #1

5/5 (1 rating)
84 pages
1 hour
Nov 17, 2018


A mini, cliffhanger series full of suspense, family drama, love and heartbreak...

Elias (Eli) Leaumont, a New Orleans police officer, is secretly in love with the woman who saved his life. The woman who has been his best friend for four years, Natalie (Allie) Romain.

Natalie thinks the world of Elias. He's special to her and no one can get under her skin like he can. She loves him dearly, as a friend, and made it clear to him, years ago, that she would never date a cop. However, they spend so much time together, most people already think they are a couple.

Then there's the way Elias looks at her...

What Natalie doesn't know is, Elias considers her much more than just a friend. He considers her HIS. But when he thinks she's interested in his brother, Solomon, his behavior becomes erratic and obsessive. And then there's the emotional and physical damage he sustained from being shot while on duty, four years ago.

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The 'Mine By Default' Mini-Series is a cliffhanger series. Each book will be a continuation or a 'new episode'. For the best reading experience, you will need to read this series in order.

Book 1 - Been In Love With You
Book 2 - When Hearts Cry
Book 3 - You Belong To Me
Book 4 - When I Call You Mine
Book 5 - Who Do You Love?
Book 6 - Forever Mine

Nov 17, 2018

About the author

TINA MARTIN is the Amazon #1 Bestselling author of over 70 romantic suspense novels, novellas and short stories. She currently resides in Charlotte, North Carolina. For more information, visit www.tinamartin.net

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Chapter One

Natalie smiled softly against her pillow, awakened by the musky, woodsy smell of rain, entering her bedroom through an opened window. The hissing of the torrential downpour matched the sound of bacon, sizzling in a skillet as its well-formed drops played a melody against the window panes. Thunder played bass in the background. Oh what a sweet sound to hear first thing in the morning. Nothing was more tranquil than this – nature at its finest, the morning at its darkest and her peak of relaxation at its highest. Natalie closed her eyes, pulled in the scent like the nature-addict she was, then breathed out slowly. This was bliss.

She hadn’t known it was going to rain. From the news reports she watched before bed last night, the weatherman didn’t even know it was going to rain. If he’d gotten the report right, she would’ve opened her bedroom window before sliding between the covers and turning out the lamp on her nightstand. But she was glad he opened it – her best friend, Elias Leaumont.

She knew Elias was in bed with her. Behind her. Watching her. She couldn’t see him. There were no parts of him touching any parts of her, but she knew. Along with the rain, she smelled him – the strong, masculine scent of him – pheromones that had become deeply embedded in her nostrils. A smell she was accustomed to. One she grew to love just as much as she loved him. One that, like nature, relaxed and calmed her in every way. She smiled again, thinking of him.

Before his injury, Elias Leaumont was every woman’s dream – so she heard. He was that guy, the kind of man women fought over, clamored to be next to and felt privileged to know. His confidence was out of this world. Standing tall at six-feet, three inches, he had a powerful set of legs and thighs that could constrict around a woman like a python. His massive arms could hold a person captive. His eyes were darker than the deepest abyss and always looked intense, even when he was calm. He kept his black hair cut close, but she’d seen it grown out to a sea of curls throughout the years. His skin was light, as creamy as the combination of espresso and steamed milk. At thirty-four, he was single and that’s the way he wanted it. At least that’s the way he preferred to live his life, before the shooting.

Now, Natalie didn’t know what he wanted, and she had a strong suspicion that he didn’t know either. All she knew is what she’d witnessed firsthand – Elias didn’t date. She couldn’t recall an instance that she’d seen him with a woman, and he didn’t seem bothered by being single. That was so unlike the old Elias. He told her that he used to date women all the time. He was smart enough to know when a woman was getting too close. He didn’t like those type – the possessive type. He liked his freedom more, the same freedom he had now.

Rotating her body to turn towards him, her eyes connected with his, instantly blooming the soft smile on her face. She moaned quietly, still waking up but the rain wanted to bait her back to sleep, something she didn’t mind at all. She batted her eyelids before fully closing her eyes again, soaking up the mesmerizing rain.

Mmm, she moaned then opened her eyes, looking at Elias.

Elias was just lying there quietly, his gaze unwavering even through somnolent eyes. He probably didn’t sleep any since arriving here. He worked the graveyard shift as a police officer and whenever he didn’t feel like going to his lonely, three-bedroom house, he’d come by to spend the night with her. Lately, he’d been coming by every night.

Hey, you, Natalie said, her eyes roaming his handsome face, well the part of it he wanted her to see. The left side was flat against a plush-white pillow. It was the side of his face where he’d been shot – the side that, although healed, was still unsightly, in his opinion. Natalie was used to it, used to him, but she noticed that Elias liked to do things to keep her from seeing that side of his face.

Elias stared back at her, not saying anything for the moment. He was just as enraptured by this tranquility as she was, but more hypnotized by her beauty more than anything else. She once told him that waking up on a Saturday morning to a downpour of rain was nature’s way of telling a person to relax. To take it easy for the day. Waking up next to her was his way of doing that – rain or shine. With Natalie by his side, every day was a good day.

Not talking to me this morning? Natalie said teasing him, snuggling her head against the pillow, waiting for him to respond.

His heart accelerated when he watched her hair fall around her face. Quickly trying to even out his breaths without her noticing, he transformed his expressionless face into a happy one, complete with a smile, before he said in an even, morning baritone, Good morning, Allie.


Natalie cracked a small smile. He was the only person to call her that. She still remembered when he gave her the nickname. He said she was special to him, especially since she had saved his life. He wanted a special name for her, a name only he would call her. Since he’d known her family nicknamed her, Nat, he chose the name Allie. So she became his Allie, and sometimes, he’d call her yene konjo, an Amharic expression he’d learned from his Ethiopian mother. Translated into English, it meant, my beautiful. And boy was she beautiful. His beautiful Allie.

Good morning, Eli, Natalie responded, reaching for his hand.

Elias caught her grasp, spellbound by the prettiness of her skin tone. Smooth like rich, milk chocolate, her skin appeared to be just

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