Follow Me Always is the third installment in Helen Hardt’s Follow Me series and it releases on August 10th! Intrigued? Read on to discover the synopsis and a bit of a tease of an excerpt from Follow Me Always!
He unleashed the darkness in her…but it might cost them both.
Billionaire Braden Black has one hard limit in the bedroom. He doesn’t talk about it, and he doesn’t engage in it. But when his lover, Skye Manning, begs him for it, he has to face facts—while he may be able to buy her anything, he can’t give her this. Though he loves her desperately, he’s starting to worry their relationship can’t continue.
Skye Manning has fallen down the rabbit hole and become captive to her needs. When Braden asks her why she desires something so dark, and she finds she can’t respond, she knows she’ll have to come up with those answers on her own. She’s willing, but she wants something in return—Braden’s complete honesty about his past.
Because Skye is convinced her needs, his limits…everything is tied to this one secret.
Start this amazing series off with Darkly, Follow Me Darkly told from the hero’s point of view, or spice up your reading with Braden’s story any time while enjoying the Follow Me series. Darkly (Book #1 in the hero’s POV) can be read and enjoyed in any order!
Excerpted from Follow Me Always, by Helen Hardt. Entangled Publishing, 2021. Reprinted with permission.
“Why is everything black-and-white with you, Braden?”
“What makes you say that?”
“I asked you for something you didn’t want to give me. Instead of working it out, finding a compromise, you ended our relationship.”
“I wouldn’t have ended it if you could have answered my question.”
“Maybe I need your help to find the answer.”
“Do you?” he asks.
“I…don’t know. Maybe.”
He shakes his head. “You don’t. If you needed me, you wouldn’t have come here. To your hometown. You would have come to me.”
And it dawns on me then.
Maybe I don’t need him to find my answers.
But he needs me.
And he hates that he needs me. It disturbs him. It perplexes him.
“Stop fighting yourself, Braden,” I say.
“I don’t know how to.”
I lift my brow. Not the response I expected. I was thinking more along the lines of, You don’t know what you’re talking about, Skye.
Apparently I do know what I’m talking about.
As much as my own psyche confuses me sometimes, perhaps I know myself better than Braden knows himself.
“Will you come up with me?” he asks once again.
“My father—”
“Your father knows you’re an adult.”
“True, but—”
“Please, Skye. Come up with me. Make love with me.”
“You just said you weren’t asking me to have sex.”
“I’m not. I’m asking you to make love.”
“Meaning…?”
“Meaning just you and me. No toys. No games. No bindings and no commands. Just the act itself. I want to experience something special with you.”
“What’s so special about vanilla sex?” He pauses a moment, staring out the windshield, and finally, when I’m convinced he’s never going to speak again—
“I’ve never done it before.”
