I Stole His Car
(Love at First Crime, #1)
by Jessica Frances
Publication date: September 19th
2017
Genres: Adult, Romance, Suspense
BLURB
She stole his car, so he stole
her heart…
I saw something I never should
have seen.
I took something they wanted
back.
I was desperate.
Alone.
Hunted.
So, I did something I never would
have normally done.
I stole a car.
Not just any car.
His car.
Now I have no choice but to trust
him.
Only he can help me get out of
this mess.
Then, when we both become hunted,
And when feelings begin to
complicate things,
Can I still count on his
protection?
Can I trust what is happening
between us to be real?
Because, as some people say:
there is nothing quite like love at first … crime.
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EXCERPT:
Then
Zander’s gaze turns back to me, and I don’t feel so warm and fuzzy toward him
anymore. Instead, I feel as though I’m facing a judge and ready to hear the verdict
on just how many years I’m about to be thrown in jail.
“You
stole my car,” he growls.
“Yes.”
No point denying it.
“You
kidnapped my twelve-year-old brother.”
“Technically,
yes. However, I wasn’t aware he was in the car at the time,” I pathetically try
to defend my actions.
“You
came back, though, even after I told you I was calling the police.” His stance
is stern, but I see the same expression of curiosity that I saw earlier in Van.
“Yes.”
I glance around again, waiting to see the flashing lights of a police car
approaching in the distance. Instead, I see a lone officer in uniform
approaching us.
I
don’t recognize him as one of Brian’s friends, but that doesn’t mean he won’t
hand me over to him.
I
barely even got to enjoy my freedom away from Brian. Well, it technically
wasn’t freedom since I was chased the entire time.
Why
can’t I just catch a break?
I
can’t stop myself from stepping away from the young officer, my body back to
being tense and shaky. I hate that this feels normal to me now. It never used
to be. Now it feels strange to feel relaxed.
“What’s
wrong?” Van asks me, his concern sweet.
“Excuse
me, but did I just hear you accuse this woman of stealing your car?” the
officer asks, swinging his hand to rest on his side arm in what looks like a reflex.
Silence
falls over us. Van looks as panicked as I feel. I can’t read Zander’s face, but
he hasn’t confirmed the man’s words. That gives me a small amount of hope.
Maybe he is the most forgiving man in the world.
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Author Info
Jessica lives in Adelaide, South
Australia. When she is not writing, you can find her reading, napping or
watching excessive amounts of TV. Connect with her on Facebook and Goodreads.
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