Drake Fallon's impulsive decision to stop and help a stranger change a tire leads to intriguing possibilities. What he doesnβt know is that there are two J. Cahills. After miserable years looking for love in other places, Jesse and Jay Cahill have accepted that for them, illicit passion is the onl
Trapping Drake 02 - Setting The Trap
β Scribed by Brazil, Lee
- Book ID
- 109854246
- Publisher
- Breathless Press
- Year
- 2013
- Tongue
- English
- Weight
- 103 KB
- Series
- Trapping Drake 2
- Category
- Fiction
- ISBN-13
- 9781771019576
No coin nor oath required. For personal study only.
β¦ Synopsis
As much as Jay has come to care for Drake Fallon, he can't let go of the bitter emotions aroused by seeing his twin with someone else. He knows his jealousy isn't rational, but can't dismiss it either.
Jesse isn't in any hurry. He feels what they have is worth taking the time to figure out. Learning to be together, getting used to a relationship between the three of them can only lead to a stronger, more solid relationship.
Drake's tired of feeling like an outsider, like an interloper though. He wants in. He wants to be trusted, to be loved for who he is, just as he loves the twins for who they are.
It all hinges on Jay's ability accept someone else in Jesse's heart, something he doesnβt seem to handle very well.
Until a work related injury leads Drake to issue an ultimatum that forces Jesse to choose a side. Then, it's an all-out struggle for power that could make or break this fragile relationship.
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