Addicted (Ethan Frost Series #2)

by Tracy Wolff

Overview

NEW YORK TIMES BESTSELLER • Ethan Frost returns in another breathtaking novel by Tracy Wolff, the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of Ruined.
 
As Chloe Girard discovers, there’s love . . . and then there’s addiction.
 
Ethan Frost is everything a woman could want in a man. He’s rich, gorgeous, powerful, one of the most eligible bachelors in the world.
 
But that’s not why I’m with him.
 
I love Ethan for all the things no one else gets to see: his innate kindness, his reckless spontaneity, his unwavering determination to use his brilliance for good. I love the way he looks at me, the way he touches me. The way he makes me forget the wreckage of my past and the twisted fear that still lives inside me.
 
But sometimes it terrifies me how much I crave him, how much I need him just to breathe. I always thought it would be my past that ruined us, but there’s a darkness in Ethan I never dreamed existed. Can we survive as his secrets surface—threatening to unravel us both?

Look for all of Tracy Wolff’s seductive reads:
The Ethan Frost series: RUINED | ADDICTED | EXPOSED | FLAWED
The Sebastian Caine series: PLAY ME WILD | PLAY ME HOT | PLAY ME HARD | PLAY ME REAL | PLAY ME RIGHT | PLAY ME: THE COMPLETE STORY
The Hotwired series: ACCELERATE
The Lightning series: DOWN & DIRTY | HOT & HEAVY | ROUGH & READY
The His Royal Hotness series: ROYAL PAIN | ROYAL TREATMENT
And her standalone novels: LOVEGAME | FULL EXPOSURE | TIE ME DOWN
 
Praise for Addicted
 
“Addicted is a deeply emotional, gut-wrenching story about love, loss, pain and ultimately trust. Trust in yourself and trust in your lover . . . are two elements that are tantamount to a strong relationship. With the baggage and seemingly insurmountable odds stacked against Chloe and Ethan, trust is the key.”—Scandalicious Book Reviews
 
“Tracy Wolff pulls the reader into an emotional, heartbreaking . . . storyline about two people whose pasts collide with the present, resulting in a roller coaster of push and pull.”—The Reading Cafe
 
“[Wolff] really has a wonderful way of putting her words together and bringing her characters to life.”—Smokin’ Hot Book Blog
 
“Wolff is a brilliant author who writes great characters and steamy hot scenes. . . . I think you’ll enjoy it. Ethan Frost is totally worth it!”—Pretty Sassy Cool
 
“This book had me on the edge of my seat the entire time. It made me fall in love with these characters all over again but in an entirely different capacity. I highly recommend this book as well as all of Tracy’s books. I look forward to reading more from her.”—Love Between the Sheets
 
Includes a special message from the editor, as well as excerpts from other Loveswept titles.

Product Details

ISBN-13:	9780553394382
Publisher:	Random House Publishing Group
Publication date:	07/15/2014
Series:	Ethan Frost Series , #2
Sold by:	Random House
Format:	eBook
Pages:	280
Sales rank:	235,533
File size:	2 MB

About the Author

New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Tracy Wolff wrote her first short story—something with a rainbow and a prince—in second grade, around the same time she forayed into the wonderful world of girls lit with her first Judy Blume novel. By ten she’d read everything in the young adult and classics sections of her local bookstore, so in desperation her mom started her on romance novels. And from the first page of the first book, Tracy knew she’d found her life-long love. A one-time English professor with over fifty novels to her name, she now devotes most of her time to writing romance and dreaming up heroes. She lives in Austin, Texas, with her family.

Read an Excerpt

Ethan. Ethan. Ethan.

His name is pounding in my blood, a mantra in my soul.

Ethan. Ethan. Ethan.

All that work. All those hours and days of trying to move on. All those assurances to myself that I had this, that I could do it. All of it blown out of the water in one fell swoop.

Ethan. Ethan. Ethan.

He’s here, right here in front of me. And despite everything, it’s all I can do not to fall straight into him.

I don’t know what to do, what to say, how to act. There’s a part of me that wants nothing more than to run across the room and throw myself into his lap. To bury my face in his neck and beg him to never let me go. To pretend that the last two weeks never happened and that, somehow, someway, all the pain, all the agony, was nothing but a nightmare gone awry.

But there’s another part—equally as big and equally as important—that wants to run away. Or at least dive behind the nearest chair and not come out until he’s gone. Until he’s no longer looking at me like he saw a ghost.
Or worse.

Of the two choices, the second is definitely the smarter one. Humiliating, yes. Unprofessional, absolutely. But still so much better than standing here remembering what it feels like to be held by him.

To be loved by him.

And yet, even knowing what a terrible idea it is, I can’t stop myself from taking a step toward him, then another and another. In seconds, I’m standing right in front of him, close enough to touch his soft hair and smoothly shaven cheeks. Close enough to register the uneven rise and fall of his chest beneath the navy silk of his shirt. More than close enough to feel his heartbeat if I just reach out and stroke my hands down his chest as I’m longing to do.

“Ethan.” His name is a tortured sound ripped from me, half whisper, half sob, but I can see by the way his eyes narrow and his fists clench that he hears me. Can tell by the way he looks at me that he understands all the things I don’t have the words to say.

He doesn’t react for a long time, doesn’t so much as move a muscle. Then, suddenly, he’s leaning forward in his chair, and I think that he’s going to be the one to do it, to break the oh-so-fragile understanding between us. To touch me the way I’ve been longing to be touched from the moment I left him in that parking lot.