The Art of Keeping Kadence

The Art of Keeping Kadence

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Romance
Idrick. He knew she was a good thing before ever meeting her. Kadence and her tender heart touched him in ways he's never experienced before. She aroused him, challenged him and changed his entire world. He's used to seeing her at her best. One day, she collapses and he gets a good look at the chinks in her armor. Naturally, Idrick steps up to help her, not realizing that he might very well be restoring his own soul. What started out as the highlight of his day, became the highlight of his life. Kadence. There is nothing like a woman's intuition. We women rebel against it or worse. . . just ignore it altogether. Intuition is that voice that tells you to hold on to your bonnet and run like hell. It's that same voice that tells you to settle down and let him love you. God put that thing there for a reason. Kadence was fortunate enough that she didn't have to learn things the hard way. Life was simple... you avoid trouble by avoiding that sucker. Idrick Thompson was trouble.. it was written all over him. His presence alone wreaked havoc on her emotional sanity. Yet and still. . . she wasn't about to go through the rest of this life without him.
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