Reader,
When a man has dreams that revolve around a woman he loves, he knows everything is possible and there is nothing that’s insurmountable. Baby boy Collin Stallion is all grown up, and his days of stealing cars are long behind him. He’s standing on the right side of the law, and the only thing he’s stealing now is a woman’s heart. London Jacobs talks a great game, and the only rules she plays by are the ones she sets. But there is something about Collin that has her breaking those rules like there’s no tomorrow. He’s the game changer that has her fantasizing about her own big dreams!
This Stallion son hasn’t fallen far from the family tree and I absolutely adore him. Collin makes my heart sing, and I hope you’ll enjoy his journey toward love as much as I enjoyed writing it. Together, Collin and London are sheer joy!
Thank you so much for your support. This is my last Kimani title, and my success with the Stallion and Boudreaux families would not have been possible without all of you. I am humbled by all the love you continue to show me, my characters and our stories. I can’t begin to express how grateful I am.
Until the next series and the next family and definitely the next story, please take care, and may God’s blessings be with you always.
With much love,
Deborah Fletcher Mello
To Nanette Kelley! You have renewed my faith! I can play in the sandbox again, and I am grateful that you are there to share in the joy with me! I love you to pieces!
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“Collin! Collin! Hey, Collin!”
Collin Stallion winced as his little brother—Matthew Jacoby Stallion Junior, affectionately known as Jake—screamed for his attention. His younger sibling was somewhere on the other side of the family home, his high-pitched squeal sounding like fingernails grating against a chalkboard. Collin had only been back for a few short hours and the ten-year old had been screaming his name every few minutes like clockwork. He’d screamed for Collin to come see his new Black Panther toys. He’d screamed for Collin to come play video games on his Xbox system. He’d screamed for Collin every time his big brother managed to get out of his sight. Jake screaming his name had begun to wear on his big brother’s nerves.
Their mother moved into the room, swiping her hands on a dish towel. Katrina Stallion laughed warmly, “He missed you, Collin. Cut him some slack.”
“I know, Mom, but I’m going to be here for a minute. Do we really have to catch up on everything in one day?”
Collin’s mother laughed again, “Your little brother is ecstatic to have you home. He idolizes you. So, please, don’t you give him a hard time. By tomorrow he’ll be back to his regular routine and isn’t going to care about you being around until you get ready to leave again.”
Before Collin could respond, Jake came bounding into the room, still yelling out his brother’s name. “Collin!”
Collin took a deep breath and held it for a brief second before he answered. “Yes, Jake? What’s up, buddy?” He dropped the book he’d been reading to his lap.
“There’s a man at the door for you.”
“For me?”
Jake nodded. “He says it’s important. He has a delivery for you.”
Collin shot his mother a look, puzzlement shifting between them. Katrina shrugged her narrow shoulders, having no answers about who was seeking him out or what they wanted. Collin slid his book onto the coffee
