Goodbye To YouRelease Date: 07/01/14Swoon RomanceNew AdultSummary from Goodreads:Europe? Nope. Mexico? Nope. Key West?
Not me. This summer, I'm playing nursemaid to my sister. Yeah, I know. Relatively good looking twenty-two-year-olds don't spend the summer bedside in the cancer ward, but that's the plan - until my sister threatens me with bodily harm unless I get on the plane.
That's when I met him. He likes me. Really likes me. But more than that, he loves my boobs -- like can't get enough. I have no idea how to tell him that they'll be gone soon. Courtesy of a preventative double mastectomy. Yep. That's what testing positive for the breast cancer gene mutation will do to a girl.
But don't feel sorry for me. I'm enjoying him, holding on until the last possible minute, while I muster up the strength to tell him, and watch him walk away.
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EXCERPT
My hands drift over his arms and
shoulders, caressing the taut muscles under the hot surface of his skin. The
smell that’s ever-present—salt and coconut-scented sunblock—is enhanced by the
scorching afternoon sun. I don’t need another drop of alcohol for the rest of
my vacation.
I could get drunk from inhaling him.
His large hands cup my butt, holding
me up, and strong fingers knead at my soft flesh as he stands on his toes in
the shallows.
My lips are a whisper away, and he
breathes in my moan before I close my eyes and lower my head.
A shower of fireworks goes off
behind my eyelids.
Shay answers my groan with his own,
and he weaves his hands into my hair. My scalp tingles as he pulls me deeper
into his kiss. I wind my arms around his back, slipping a few fingers into the
waistband of his trunks. My fingers explore the hard planes of muscle under his
scorching skin where back meets quite firm backside.
Shay tears his lips from mine, and a
sense of loss sweeps over me until he traces hot kisses across my cheek, my
ear, and down my neck.
Then he reclaims my mouth again in a
soft, searching kiss.
I whimper, my heart thudding,
threatening to explode from the confines of my chest. This is madness, but that
doesn’t stop me from returning his kiss with equal ferocity. He tastes bitter
and tangy and oh, so sweet. I can’t get enough of his delicious mouth.
I want more. My hands take on a life
of their own, moving from his back to his arms to his hard chest with a
desperate, grasping yearning.
He wants me. His erection presses
against me, and with just the right movement, I could orgasm right here.
I want him with a ferocity I’ve
never known. I’d been touched before, all over my body.
But no man has ever touched my
heart.
Until now.
I am so fucked.
A bell sounds from the boat,
smothering the electrical current sparking between us.
The signal to return. Time to head
back to shore.
I’m sad, but grateful. A little more
time and he could have convinced me to slip off my suit and get it on in the
water.
This man is too hot for his own
good—and mine.
I regret now I have to go with
Bennie tonight, and that we won’t be back until late.
I’m all about supporting a friend
and showing some love, but I’ve got an itch for a beautiful Irish boy that
needs to be scratched.
Hard.
About the Author
I wrote my first book at six. A retelling of The Three Little Pigs, illustrated by my grandmother, the book was never picked up and was self-published instead, glued to cardboard with a cover fashioned from wallpaper scraps.
Today, I write stories featuring nice guys (or nice guys in-the-making) in between my other jobs writing research reports for a commercial real estate company, refereeing two young daughters, navigating the teen waters with a too-cute-for-his-own-good son, spoiling a neurotic cat, and making my darling, patient husband shake his head. I'm also an autism mom, chocolate enthusiast, sports-watcher, nacho-eater, and beer-drinker.
A Maryland native, I live in North Carolina now, but dreams of the beach fuel my fantasties, and my characters can often be found strolling in the sand or sailing along a coast.
A Maryland native, I live in North Carolina now, but dreams of the beach fuel my fantasties, and my characters can often be found strolling in the sand or sailing along a coast.
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