Let
Me
The O’Brien Family Book Two
The O’Brien Family Book Two
By:
Cecy Robson
Released
April 19, 2016
Self-Published
Self-Published
Once
he was broken beyond repair. Now this MMA contender is fighting to be
a better man—for her. RT Book Reviews proclaims that the O’Brien
Family series from award-winning author Cecy Robson “has the
hottest brothers ever!” And in Let Me, it is Finn’s turn to
discover how love can heal the deepest wounds.
A mixed martial arts star on the
rise, Finn O’Brien dismantles his opponents with brutal precision.
And yet beneath his fierce persona, Finn is raw from a trauma he’s
buried for years . . . until the day his deep-rooted rage erupts and
lands him in court-mandated therapy. Finn’s not one to bare his
soul, but if talking it out means meeting beautiful women like Sol
Marieles, he’ll give it a shot.
Sol is working toward her master’s
degree in psychology, and already she feels like she’s in over her
head. With an important internship on the line and a scary family
situation demanding her attention, the last thing Sol needs is Finn
around to distract her. The man is ripped and seriously sexy yet it’s
his troubled side that warns her to keep her distance. But their
attraction is intense, and he clearly has the heat to see how far and
fast their passion takes them.
Alone, Finn and Sol have been
fighting to find happiness in their lives. Together, there’s no
stopping them as they face their greatest challenges—not in the
ring, but in their hearts.
Easton grins. He thinks I’m afraid
of him. He thinks he has me where he wants me. But fear is an emotion
I don’t allow myself to entertain. Fear gets you hurt and rips you
apart till you think there’s nothing left.
I dodge out of reach. He scowls and
takes another swing. This one gets close enough to my jaw to create a
breeze that whips across my skin.
“Finn,” my brother Killian barks
from the side. “Take him out now.”
He’s worried about me. So is my
family. But now’s not the time to think about them. I keep my hands
up as I edge away, letting Easton think I’m backing down, that I’m
tired and need to catch my breath.
I sidestep when he lunges forward,
avoiding his next swing and use the momentum to drop my head and nail
him in the temple with a roundhouse kick.
Like I said, Easton’s fast.
Too bad for him I’m a little bit
faster.
The kick is my signature move, as
natural for me as the next breath. He goes down like I planned. But
in the Octagon you don’t stop just because your opponent collapses
like timber. You charge forward. You show him what you’re made of.
And you prove just how tough you really are.
That muffled screaming, isn’t so
muffled anymore. The crowd loses their shit as I pounce, my blows
nailing Easton in the face until the ref’s arms hook beneath mine
as he hauls me off. I back away, my fists up because I already know I
won.
I should do a back flip or some
crazy shit to incite the crowd. This is it. My time has come to own
it. But the good things aren’t as great as they can be. Not with
the memories that haunt me. And not with the anger they stir.
Killian rushes in as the medic wipes
down my face. I’m bleeding from the punch Easton caught me with at
the beginning of the round. I didn’t think it was that bad, but the
way the ringside medic is pressing the towel against my head clues me
in the gash isn’t closing like it should.
“I’m going to have to stitch you
up, Fury,” he mumbles.
“I figured,” I tell him.
Kill pats my back. “Good job,”
he says.
Maybe he believes it, but I don’t
miss the concern in his voice. He thinks I took too many unnecessary
hits. I can’t really argue, seeing how it’s true.
He doesn’t understand that I don’t
feel those strikes the way I should. Hell, I don’t think I’ve
felt anything the way I should in a long time. Not like I used to. I
try to tell myself that maybe that’ a good thing. That numbness is
better than pain. But I’m not so convinced anymore, and neither is
my family. I try to shrug it off like I’m fine. Except given the
way they’ve been eyeing me, I’m not fooling anyone.
I’m scaring everyone around me.
And it sucks. Not only because I don’t want them scared, but mostly
because I don’t know how to stop it.
Cecy Robson is
a new adult and contemporary author of the Shattered Past series, the
O’Brien Family novels and upcoming Carolina Beach novels, as well
as the award-winning author of the Weird Girls urban fantasy romance
series. A 2016 double nominated RITA®finalist
for Once Pure and Once Kissed, Cecy is a recovering Jersey girl
living in the South who enjoys carbs way too much, and exercise way
too little. Gifted and cursed with an overactive imagination, you can
typically find her on her laptop silencing the yappy characters in
her head by telling their stories.
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