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    Fixated On You (Torn Series #5)
    Fixated On You (Torn Series #5)
    Fixated On You (Torn Series #5)
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    Fixated On You (Torn Series #5)

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    Even if his relationship with Emma was going great, Bass Cole still had a long way to go to make amends after the grief he’d caused Emma last year. No matter what the future held for them, he knew one thing—Emma owned his heart. But will his love enough to fight the odds?

    Losing the one woman he wanted more than anything, Carter Mason wasn’t ready to move on—or let her go. Even though he and Emma remained friends, deep inside, he longed and hoped to be have her all to himself. He knew that Bass’s doom was looming and he’d make sure he’d be there for Emma.

    Both wanted the same woman.
    Both loved her to distraction.
    Both made gargantuan mistakes to hurt her.

    After all, wasn’t it all fair in LOVE and WAR?

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherPamela Ann
    Release dateNov 15, 2013
    ISBN9781310219573
    Fixated On You (Torn Series #5)
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    Pamela Ann

    is a New York Times and USA Today Best Selling Author. She studied Fashion Marketing in United Kingdom and has a degree in Business. She has a penchant for pastries, dogs, renaissance paintings, steamy angst-filled novels and traveling.  Get personal notification through your email when Pamela Ann has something new coming out. Join in on special two-chapter previews for upcoming releases, giveaways, current promos, announcements & more. SUBSCRIBE FOR THE NEWSLETTER HERE: http://eepurl.com/PnuMj YOU CAN ALSO FOLLOW HER... Website: http://pamelaannbooks.com Blog: http://pamelaannbooks.blogspot.com Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/pamela.annauthor Twitter: https://twitter.com/PamelaAnnAuthor  

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      Fixated On You (Torn Series #5) - Pamela Ann

      Fixated on You

      Fixated on You

      Pamela Ann

      Contents

      Fixated On You

      I ♥️ Heart Sexy Reads

      Acknowledgments

      Playlist

      A Lemon

      1. Prologue: Emma

      2. Emma

      3. Bass

      4. Emma

      Emma

      5. Carter

      6. Emma

      7. Emma

      8. Bass

      Bass

      9. Bass

      Bass

      10. Emma

      Emma

      Emma

      11. Bass

      12. Emma

      13. Bass

      14. Bass

      15. Carter

      16. Emma

      17. Emma

      Emma

      18. Emma

      19. Bass

      20. Emma

      Emma

      21. Bass

      22. Emma

      23. Carter

      24. Bass

      25. Emma

      26. Bass

      27. Emma

      Emma

      28. Carter

      29. Emma

      Emma

      Emma

      30. Bass

      31. Carter

      32. Bass

      33. Emma

      34. Bass

      35. Bass

      Bass

      36. Bass

      Bass

      Torn Series Order

      Preview

      37. Liv

      38. Grey

      I ♥️ Heart Sexy Reads

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      Fixated On You

      TORN SERIES BOOK #5

      Fixated on You

      Torn Series Book #5

      Pamela Ann

      This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

      No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording or by any information storage and retrieval system, without written permission from the author, except for the inclusion of brief quotations in a review.

      Copyright © 2013 by Pamela Ann

      all rights reserved

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      ISBN: 978-14937168-9-0

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      Acknowledgments

      Writing Emma’s book was more difficult than expected. I suppose, saying goodbye to my loves was never going to be easy…

      I just want to give a thousand thanks to my beta readers: Josie Melendez, Cami Hesnault, Kimberly Rinaldi, Kimbery Harris, Manda Gammons, Jen Joanisse, Ashley Suzzane, Melissa Gill, Joni Payne, Jodie Stipetich and Kirstie Hicks, you ladies have been outstanding. Josie, I love your in-depth feedbacks =)

      And to my pimps: Sherry Galloway Studdard, Tiffany Marie, Ana Carvelheiro, Toni Hanks, Rosabel Herrera, Carrie White, Cookie Pacheco, Elena R. Cruz, Elouise Lewis, Renee Mckinney, Yvette Paz, Valerie Weber Sheroke, Candy Rodal, Angie Dornin, Dawn Vickers, Lisa Petty, Elizabeth Holmes Meltzer, PJ Duddy, Brandi Franklin, Stephanie Erickson, Lindsay Bzoza, Jessica Lamb Martini, Kelli Spear, Stephanie Romig, Nikki Cole, Julie Yoder, Pamela Duddy, Nikki Booklover, Christi Bissett, DeAnna Hill, Louise Sherman and for the rest that I can’t name at the moment in my street team, thank you so very much. I appreciate all the effort you guys have done for me.

      Playlist

      Let It Be Me Ray LaMontagne

      Wrecking Ball Miley Cyrus

      Up To You Chris Brown

      Secrets One Republic

      Say One Republic

      Counting Stars One Republic

      Hold On, We’re Going Home Drake

      Can’t Take My Eyes Off You Lauryn Hill

      What Goes Around Comes Around Justin Timberlake

      Not Over You Gavin DeGraw

      9 Crimes Damien Rice

      Dreams The Cranberries

      A Thousand Years Christina Perry

      Pictures Of You The Cure

      Eyes On Fire Blue Foundation

      You Fisher

      All In Lifehouse

      Uninvited Alanis Morrissette

      Don’t Speak No Doubt

      Absolutely Zero Jason Mraz

      A Lemon

      Out of lemon flowers

      loosed

      on the moonlight, love's

      lashed and insatiable

      essences,

      sodden with fragrance,

      the lemon tree's yellow

      emerges,

      the lemons move down

      from the tree's planetarium

      Delicate merchandise!

      The harbors are big with it-

      bazaars

      for the light and the

      barbarous gold.

      We open

      the halves

      of a miracle,

      and a clotting of acids

      brims

      into the starry

      divisions:

      creation's

      original juices,

      irreducible,

      changeless, alive:

      so the freshness lives on

      in a lemon,

      in the sweet-smelling house of the rind,

      the proportions, arcane and acerb.

      Cutting the lemon

      the knife

      leaves a little cathedral:

      alcoves unguessed by the eye that open acidulous glass

      to the light; topazes

      riding the droplets,

      altars,

      aromatic facades.

      So, while the hand

      holds the cut of the lemon,

      half a world

      on a trencher,

      the gold of the universe

      wells

      to your touch:

      a cup yellow

      with miracles,

      a breast and a nipple

      perfuming the earth;

      a flashing made fruitage,

      the diminutive fire of a planet.

      ~Pablo Neruda

      1

      Prologue: Emma

      Ithought the greatest hurdle of love had already happened, but it wasn’t done yet. No, far from it.

      You see, my heart had led me to loving two men. As much as I wanted to keep both, I had to choose one, the one I couldn’t live without.

      I never had been a fickle woman, nor did I strive to be one—but Carter Mason happened, then Bass Cole came along right after. Both men were passionate, relentless, stubborn, and did not easily give up on anything they loved.

      Carter was the first man I fell hopelessly in love with. He was also the first man to break my heart and shatter my defenses.

      Bass, on the other hand, made me feel things. Emotions that were so profound that I simply ached with or without him. Yet even with the intensity we both shared, he still managed to break me—killed me—and turned me inside out.

      For months, I was traumatized. My heart was endlessly battered. I was still reeling and healing from all the pain and abuse before another blow hit me. The news simply terrified me. The worst was yet to come. However, no matter what happens, no matter what they say, Bass held me like no other man could. He made me feel like flying; soaring through air, lit up like fireworks. The Aurora Borealis—multicolored and shining in the sky—was how he made me feel inside—glowing, burning, shimmering with love. Ignited with passion so intense, we crackled with it after just a mere gaze. He weaved me into his heart, cast a luminous spell that had me bound, and hopelessly captured my heart by loving me without fear. There was nowhere to run except into his arms.

      I was his breath of life, and he was the only man that could make me feel all hot and all cold in a flash… Yet even then, one should always ask oneself, how strong was this love?

      The test of will has yet to knock on my door. I knew, with every fiber in me, that it was one trial that was going to bend and break me. It could even kill me.

      Would I choose to stay and fight, endure all the pain that it would bring, or would I walk away, admitting defeat.

      2

      Emma

      Iwas fidgeting with my seatbelt when the pilot’s voice spoke through the speakers, announcing that we were about to land. My silly grin was in place; I simply couldn’t hold it back. Excitement coursed through me as I thought of seeing Bass very soon.

      This visit was planned, but what he didn’t know was that I was coming in a day early. Bass was out in Vancouver filming the last KOC movie, and I hadn’t seen him in two weeks.

      To some, fourteen days might not be that much time apart, but to us, it had been a big struggle. Each night, we fell asleep on the phone together. We were inseparable even if we were in different countries.

      The best thing about getting back with Bass was falling in love with him all over again. Tomorrow we were hitting the two-month mark since our reconciliation and things were almost perfect… almost; if you didn’t include Nikki in the picture.

      Thinking about her was depressing. I could feel my mood dip at the thought of what she represented in my life, so I had to shove thoughts of her aside and focus on what I came here for, Bass.

      Deplaned and approximately an hour and a half later, I arrived on set. The best thing about being his known girlfriend was that I didn’t have to introduce myself. People already recognized me. So when an assistant named Mark showed me where to go, I kindly told him that I could easily find it without him following me.

      It might sound lame, however I wanted this moment to be shared by us, without an audience, if I could help it.

      From afar, I could see that they had just finished shooting a scene. Everyone was moving around, chaotic and buzzing to get things going for what was next.

      I finally spotted him with people. From the looks of it, he was giving a short, informal interview, probably from one of the celebrity gossip news shows that went on everyday right about dinnertime.

      The man was Bass Cole. He looked every bit of the sought after actor that everyone wanted to work with. He could do drama, romantic comedy, action—anything—basically he checked all of the above. Recently, he was dubbed as the next Leo DiCaprio—acting wise. A major feat for any actor in the industry.

      Yes, he was gorgeous to look at, even more so when he was all naked, hot and making love to me. I loved seeing the dark intensity those eyes showed each time he took me. He might be The Bass Cole to the rest of the world, but to me, he was simply Bass, the man who loved me unconditionally.

      At that moment in the interview, it looked like he was asking a question when something must’ve caught Bass’s attention, causing his eyes to scour the crowd, looking for someone. He responded with a smile, but managed to look confused as he tried to search for someone… still.

      Who was he looking for? Now my curiosity was beyond piqued. My confidence started to nosedive when I began to think about Bass hooking up with someone on the set. I mean it was possible…

      I was nervously biting my lips, hoping for the feeling to ebb away as I waited for his interview to be over with when his eyes roved towards my end, still searching. It was then when he found me. Our eyes locked on each other. I started to become nervous when I saw the burning intensity of his gaze, giving me massive heart contractions.

      Then he smiled. With his eyes still locked on mine, barely glancing towards the interviewer to excuse himself before he came running towards me. Yes, the damning man ran while I stayed rooted to the spot, bubbling with excitement and happiness, before he picked me up in his arms and kissed me for the world to see.

      Both of my hands cupped his face, kissing him with the same fire and hunger that took over our bodies. I was almost in tears because the kiss held so much meaning; damn, it was scary to hold this kind of happiness because the last time I felt this way was in Aspasia before the tsunami of bad luck came crumbling down on us.

      When I pulled away, we were both panting loudly as we grinned at each other. Surprised?

      His eyes held me mesmerized. You have no idea how glad I am that you’re here. He held my hand and kissed it softly before tucking it close to him.

      Why don’t you finish up with that guy and I’ll just wait in your trailer? Or I can head straight to your hotel room and unwind for a little bit? I suggested, feeling a little guilty for interrupting him mid-interview.

      He shook his head, gazing at me as if he couldn’t get enough of seeing me up close. No, I’d rather you stick around. Bass grinned, pulling me close to his chest. I want you to meet the people I work with. We’re all going to a restaurant afterwards for dinner. Hope that’s okay?

      Whatever makes you happy, boss, I quipped back playfully.

      His smiled disappeared while his eyes caressed my face, penetrating me with those magnetic eyes that made me stop breathing all together. "You make me happy, Emma, more than anyone."

      Why did he get so serious all of a sudden? Was something the matter? Everything okay? His expression was nagging at me.

      It is now. He kissed my forehead before guiding me towards the tent. Hungry?

      For you… I am. Always. You bet.

      Bass halted his steps, now looking at me with a big frown on his face. "Wait, so what happened to the audition that you were supposed to go on tomorrow? You cancelled it?"

      No, I didn’t cancel. I shook my head. I called Barbara and begged if she could pull something off and get me the audition a day early. My power of convincing people seems to be working well, I said, winking at him. So, she called me last night, telling me in her stern voice that if I don’t show up at eight-forty five the next morning in the studio, I could kiss this audition goodbye. It was for a chick-flick movie that my agent arranged for me.

      You got it, right?

      My eyes avoided his. Yeah… I got it, I murmured, pressing my lips together.

      He nodded before giving me a second look. Mind telling me what excuse you gave Barbara? Knowing how she is, she doesn’t convince easily.

      I did know…

      Well, about that… I trailed off, taking a peek at him. If she calls, tell her that you’re feeling better now and you’re not depressed, and that you don’t have any trouble remembering your lines any longer, okay?

      His eyes grew like saucers, laughter bubbling out of him. "You told her I was depressed and I couldn’t memorize my lines? He barked out a belly laugh. I don’t know if I should be appalled that you think my work could be affected with my emotions, or if I should be impressed that you simply couldn’t wait to see your man." He was grinning from ear to ear as he grabbed me around my waist and laughed against my neck, his hot breath sending shivers all over my body.

      It might sound funny now, but at that time, I didn’t feel like laughing. It’s been two weeks, Bass. It hasn’t been easy.

      Bass immediately sobered up, knowing quite well how hard it had been for us. I know, babe. I know. His arms wrapped around me, lifting me off the ground a little before burying his face in my hair. I’ve missed you, too. A sexy groan came from him before he left a soft kiss on the side of my neck.

      So that’s how our night started, with a lot of lingering kisses, touches and come-hither looks. After the large dinner riot of jokes and laughter, most of the crowd went to a bar and planned to get drunk before going back to the hotel. Since I was being greedy of sharing Bass, I told him that I was tired when he asked me if I wanted to join the others.

      The second we got dropped off at the hotel, Bass was holding me with a death grip. By the looks of things, this man didn’t want me going anywhere. I was on lockdown, attached to him, much to my cloud nine state of mind.

      The entire production was staying in Rosewood Hotel Georgia. The historic boutique hotel held elegance and charm. Bass already had arranged for my things to be sent straight to his suite, so I didn’t have to haul anything. I liked how thoughtful he could be. Little things like that made me grateful to have a good man by my side.

      Bass was already nipping his way around my neck when his phone started ringing in his pocket. We barely got inside his room when he stiffened as he looked at the screen. Whoever the caller was, he didn’t like it one bit. I was about to ask who it was when his nostrils flared before he excused himself to take the call on the balcony.

      Licking my lips, basked with dim lighting, I watched from afar, feeling ill.

      Nikki… it had to be her.

      Damn.

      3

      Bass

      My lawyer was yapping, but I could barely register what was being said. After he mentioned what my parents intended to do, everything seemed to blur around me. The only thing that was registering in my shocked brain was, my parents were really going to sue me, and nothing more.

      I knew that this day would come, of course I did. That they were going to do it sooner or later—however, there had still been a teeny part that had hoped they were going to get their crap together. And as always, those two let me down, completely. Repeatedly. Irrevocably.

      My parents were pointless, selfish beings. Holding out hope that someday that might change would be wishing for a blue moon to happen. But me, being the fruit of their selfish union, couldn’t fully comprehend that they could really be that self-centered. Surprise, surprise, here comes their very own signature parental love and affection.

      Releasing a long, agonizing breath, I spoke on the phone. Do what needs to be done and keep me informed. That will be all. Goodnight, I said with a cutting voice, though not directly at poor Lester; it was more towards my irresponsible parents.

      It was beyond frustrating to be in this position. Sometimes I wished I were someone else, someone who had simpler means and an easier life to get on with. It’s one thing after the other. Just when I thought things were stabilizing for me, another conundrum comes rolling in, squashing any hope I have of ever having an easy, and yet, happy life.

      I was still looking out at the view of the city below when I heard Emma come through the balcony area. Her slow, almost-silent steps showed how unsure she was to approach me. That brought a small smile to my face. Even when I was in the dumps, Emma brought light into my life. So I waited for her to reach me, silently willing and counting down the moment that she finally would.

      A sigh of relief came out of me when Emma came up behind me, wrapping her arms around my torso as she pressed her face on my back. I’m here. Whatever’s bothering you…I’m here to listen.

      Her presence soothed my heart while her affection settled the riot that was my brain.

      My parents are suing me. Saying those words aloud made it even more real. Sad how some parents were just not made to act like they should. Those two were better off childless with no responsibility to hinder their squandering lifestyle. Sadly, I sprouted out of nowhere, making life a tad—yes, a tad—more difficult for them. They’ve been stalling. I was actually expecting this last year… I almost forgot about it. It had been in the back of my head. I should’ve thought better.

      Emma’s arms held me tighter, making me feel her love, letting me know that I wasn’t alone. That she was there for me, if I wanted it or not. The feeling of having someone to lean on, knowing that they were there without judging you, but just being there—to listen—while you pour your guts out, was a novelty for me. Nevertheless, it was a cherished feeling to share with someone I loved.

      God, that’s horrible. What are they suing you for?

      What else was there? When it came to my parents, it was the evil of all evils. Money.

      Is there anything I can do to help? I’m sure you’re going through so much already, but if you want to go out and party with some of your work mates to forget about what happened tonight, then we should go out. I don’t mind it at all.

      Why party with others when I had her here? I knew she was trying to be a good girlfriend and all, but really? Knowing that she was a jealous one made me love her all the more. This kind offer probably took a lot for her to say, and I appreciated that she was trying to be accommodating. We were, after all, still getting used to each other again. And where compromise was concerned, we were trying our damnedest.

      I spun around and faced her thoughtful, worried countenance. Understanding girlfriend… I murmured, smirking. Do you think you could get away from spending time with me? raising my brow in question. She tried to speak, however I took over, letting her know where I wanted to be. I’ve been dreaming about you from sun up to sun down. You have completely taken over my mind and body, and you think I want to go party tonight? I cocked my head, disbelieving. If I want to forget, there’s only one way I’d love to do it. My lips took hers, seeking.

      Our kiss was tender, passionate, sealing what I claimed as mine. Each stroke of my tongue took us deeper. My body was hot, fevered for her touch, her lips, her absolute surrender to me.

      The thought of me deeply seated inside of you, getting lost in your heated depths, and the feeling of your tight cunt, sucking and gripping the life out of me… I groaned while my cock twitched as I slowly rocked my hips against her stomach.

      My control was slipping away as hot kisses trailed away from her lips

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