Smith Pact Duo by Ja'Nese Dixon 💕 Series Tour & Gift Card Giveaway 💕 (New Adult Romance)

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He’s stolen her heart, it’ll take luck to get it back.

Just her luck, one evening after too many shots, Yuki wakes naked tangled in Dylan’s expensive sheets. Yuki Smith doubts her mother’s judgment on men, life, and definitely on naming her “lucky.”

Dylan Jameson is her twin’s best friend and all the things she’s not. Filthy rich, focused, and drop-dead gorgeous. And beneath it all he is a really great guy. Then he messed it all up by asking for what she could not give, commitment.

Dylan heads to Ireland, somehow he took her luck with him. Now Yuki must board a plane to god-knows-where, to encounter god-knows-what, hoping for a chance to tell Dylan the truth. Because he’s captured her heart and something tells Yuki she’ll need luck to get him back.

Friends become lovers in Yuki’s Luck with strong family ties, alpha men, and professional women in beautiful Dublin Ireland. This BWWM romance will have you happily reading non-stop until the last word.

“Do you have a reservation?” A man in a penguin suit asks from behind a podium. I glance over his shoulder, and the inside is formal with white linen and soft candles. It echoes one sentiment, romantic.

No Dylan. No Dylan. No Dylan. This chant isn’t working as images of his smile, his eyes and a low rate hum ensue. The one I get every time I think about him. Every time I see him. It happens more frequently. This will not help.

Before Asher married Jazz the three of us did everything together. Then our three became two. It felt odd without Asher at first. Over the past year, it became something we did. Every Saturday. Movies. Museums. Concerts.

Missing our third wheel this time alone feels intimate. And although our secret meetings aren’t really a secret we have never had a candlelight dinner. But this is the address he sent by text this morning.

“Ma’am.” His annoyed glare bores into me.

“Ah, Jameson, Dylan Jameson.” He scans a list under a reading lamp, my stomach’s in knots.

“Dylan, what are you doing?” I whisper searching the room for his familiar face.

“I want to celebrate your birthday.” His silky voice holds a challenge. I stumble back connecting with his chest.

“We shouldn’t.” Dylan steps closer planting his large hands on my hips.

“Of course we should.”

“Sir.” The suit insists.

“Give us a second.” Dylan turns me to face him as he scans my body from head to toe. A singe of heat accompanies his roaming appraisal of my black dress paired with silver heels.

“Yuki. Join me. Or I could celebrate your birthday alone.” I see his smile before his head falls.

“How do you plan to celebrate my birthday without me?” I punch him in the arm. “You don’t have to do this.” I glance again over his broad shoulders at the impatient suit.

“I know how important twenty-seven is to you.”

I don’t buy luck. However, on my seventh birthday, Momma adopted me. I graduated college at seventeen. Twenty-seven looks as promising as the others. This is the downside of knowing him for most of my life. There are very few secrets between us. I stare up into his blue eyes, and I shiver.

“We could dine upstairs,” he offers.

Taking a deep breath. Upstairs means fewer eyes, we would be alone. Alone, alone. But this is Dylan, we’ve spent time alone before. I roll my shoulders back and close the space between us.

“What’s upstairs?”

“My penthouse suite.”

Armed with her sexiest f*ck-him dress and a hall pass…

Asher Smith is a complicated man. He’s hardworking, loving, but distant. And the only way Jasmine Smith can have him fully is to make him think he’s lost her for good.

Fed up she asks for a hall pass and he said yes.

Barely holding back her tears, he witnesses the crime scene: her string bikinis, lingerie, and her sexiest f*ck-him dress are packed and aimed to kill.

Jasmine books a flight for a week in Cancun with Yuki, her friend and his sister, willing to do whatever it takes to get his attention.

This trip will be the death or rebirth of her marriage. It’s up to Asher to decide.

Falling in love is easy. Staying in love presents a challenge for this couple. On the rocks, an alpha male and strong woman will push their love to the limits. This novella will have you glued to the couch until…The End.

Can I have you?

“Not yet,” he says reading my mind. “But hold that thought.”

I nod recognizing the promise shining back at me.

“Come to me, baby.” Before I know it I’m out of the car and in his arms. He scoops me up, and my legs dangle his grip strong and sure. I cradle the back of his neck and snuggle close, placing a kiss there. His stubble tickles my lips.

“I missed you.” I thought it was me, but it’s Asher.

“Not more than I missed you.” The ache is thick, and I feel it to my bones.

His lips find mine. The strong hardness of his lips part mine urgent and sweet as his tongue dips inside. And like a force of nature the walls of our world erect, shielding us from the world. There’s no SOS job offer, endless questions about the state of my marriage. There is only Asher and I. And my weary soul melts. Taking what he offers with an open heart.

“Get a room!” A voice shouts.

I pull back and search his heated gaze. “I think we should take this to the house.”

“Not yet.”

He hoists me higher, and I wrap my legs around his waist, his hands cradle my butt. He carries me as if I weigh nothing. And I know he won’t let me fall. Ever.

Is this normal? This crazy, can’t breathe without you kind of love? It can’t be. It must be insanity. Who could live like this?

When it comes to love, age ain’t nothing but a number.

Rhonda Smith had to open her big mouth when she promised Asher and Yuki, her grown children, that she’d open her heart to love. And she intended to keep that promise until she learned dating ain’t what it used to be.

Now there are apps for that. Not to mention speed dating, blind dates, and singles gatherings. To top it all off, there's Netflix and chills, and social media.

God help her.

She’s a widow with nothing to lose, hoping for a second chance at her happily ever after, even if it means surviving absurd dates and kissing a few toads to find a suitable, mature man.

But when Jaxon Reinheart unexpectantly adds his name to her dance card, Rhonda throws caution to the wind. The much younger, single dad, plans to show her that love and chivalry are alive and well.

If...she’ll let him.

A May/December romance between a widower and a single dad that begins with a family pact. This BWWM romance features alpha men, strong women, and a family defined by love not blood.

Ja’Nese Dixon writes tales of romance laced with strong women and stronger men. My happily ever afters are meant to inspire. So, if you’re looking for a page turner that will leave you blushing, with your heart racing, and lying to yourself about reading “just one more chapter” then grab a book.
She is an avid reader and coffee drinker, who also loves to run, cook, and quilt (and not in that order). Her ultimate goal as a writer is to give you a little “staycation” with every story.
Ja’Nese calls Houston home with her husband, three kiddos, and a four-legged diva dog. Visit her website at http://www.janesedixon.com if you enjoy romance, suspense, and good sweet & spicy stories that inspire.