Branson Wellington? The name, my name, is usually followed by arrogant prick or self-serving bastard, and I can't say I haven't earned those titles. It's true. I'm not the good guy. I'm not the boy next door. I'm definitely not your Prince fucking Charming. Not even close.
And I never wanted to be. Until her. The day I pulled her from the wreckage was the day that my life changed.
Who would have thought that one little lie had the power to throw two lives off course?
Love has never been in the cards for me, but now that she’s here, I have no idea how I’m ever going to let her go. Even if I don’t deserve her.
Because like I said, I’m a self-serving bastard and some things never change.
“There are some questions I need to ask you, but we can do that in a little bit. Until then, is there anyone you want us to call? Someone on scene was able to find your purse, which fortunately hadn’t been destroyed in the blast. There was no emergency contact information in your purse, however, and you’ve only been out of surgery for a couple of hours. We haven’t been able to track anyone down as of yet.”
The last thing I want is Victoria and William showing up here, especially with Benjamin in tow. Not wanting to worry anyone, I decide I’ll call Alyssa once things calm down. “No, I’m not from around here, and the last thing I want to do is worry my family. When I’m feeling a little more rested, I’ll give them a call.”
The nurse gives me an understanding smile, and I sigh with relief that she’s not going to push me on this. At least not yet. “Okay, Ms. Covington. I understand completely. I’ll just set your purse here, and if you feel up to it, your cell is still inside. Now, I need to answer this page, but if you need anything in the meantime, don’t hesitate to hit the nurses’ call button. You may feel a little drowsy from the pain medication, so for now, try to get some rest.”
I watch as she leaves the room before I rest my head on my pillow, replaying the events of the past twenty-four hours. What should’ve been the prelude to one of the best days of my life has turned into a nightmare. Instead of wearing a white wedding dress, I’m stuck in a hospital gown. And even now, my fiancé—or, well, former fiancé—is the last man on my mind. No, instead, I’m thinking about the beautiful man who saved my life. Who once told me that he was beyond saving.
The night I met Branson Wellington, he was a mess. A drunken, pitiful, angry mess. This evening, I saw no signs of that man. I saw confidence. I saw arrogance. I saw determination. But I also saw the pain, the anger, the frustration. That broken man is still in there no matter what strides he’s made since that night eight months ago. Tonight, he saved me. And even though he once said that it’s impossible, I’m making it my mission to save him, too.
I really ne to admit to myself that I have an obsession with Tessa.
I have read all of her books and after I ugly cry I still keep going back for more.
I received Conflagration, and really was going in not knowing what to expect.
I was wondering what Tessa had up her sleeve and I was going to hate or love her
at the end of this book, and I love you Tessa I really do.
This book was a one of a kind I loved every single thing about it, but most of all I loved the way she wrote Branson. I don't know why he is such a conceited asshole who you want to slap. He is really a good guy like deep down I had to really dig in to get to know him.
When I did get to know him it was like goodness gracious this guy is so glorious oh mighty Branson I will do anything for you LOL. I thin out of all the characters Tessa has thrown out he is my one and I think he is it for me out of the Tessa men.
Arianna she was so beautiful I think I put her in the back burner of this book because I was so into my man Branson that I didn't give her my full attention. She was beautiful tho and her smile she was it for Branson and I loved them together. I did give it a 4 stars because of that reason, but This by far was a great read and I think I could even give it another go.
Tess GREAT JOB LOVE BUG YOU KILLED IT!!
I'm a twenty something book junkie who is also obsessed with sports. Bengals, Buckeyes, Reds are my teams! I work for the government during the day, hang out with Air National Guard on the weekends, and have been married to my own book boyfriend for over seven years. We currently live right outside of Dayton, OH with our two cats.
If I’m not writing or looking through tons of photos of hot men, all in the name of research, then you can probably find me curled up with my Kindle, ignoring the rest of the world. I love my sports almost as much as I love my books. My other obsessions include red wine, hot men, country music, and all things Grace Potter.
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Other Books by Tessa Teevan:
Combust (The Wellingtons #1)
Ignite (Explosive #1)
Incinerate (Explosive #2)
Inflame (Explosive #3)
Sweet Southern Sorrow (Sweet Southern #1)