Book Title: What’s Left of Me
Author: Amanda Maxlyn
Release date: December 13, 2013
Cover Design By: Mae I Design Photography
Click HERE to add it to your Goodreads TBR list!!
BOOK DESCRIPTION
Life works in mysterious ways.
Four years
ago I became known as the girl with cancer.
I
refuse to cry.
And I
refuse to give in.
A
relationship with a man is the last thing I’m looking for right now, but one
night with Parker changes everything. He is persistent, and he knows what he
wants. Me.
He doesn’t
treat me like I’m fragile.
But he
doesn’t know, and I’m not ready to tell him.
What
if it changes everything?
Tragedy
found me when I was seventeen.
Love found
me when I was twenty-one.
My name is Aundrea McCall, and this is my journey.
THE AUTHOR
AUTHOR BIO:
LINKS:
GOODREADS
TEASER
THE GIVEAWAY
a Rafflecopter giveaway
THE AUTHOR
I am the mother of two little boys, married to the love of
my life, and living in one of the smallest towns in Minnesota . When I’m not chasing or cleaning
up after my boys (yes, all three), I can be found writing or snuggled up with
my kindle, a glass of wine, and spending time with my fictional friends and
family.
LINKS:
TEASER
I’m
grateful when I reach the door to the ladies room that there isn’t anyone
around. I reach for the handle when I hear from behind me, “Not going to use
the men’s room again?” I know that sexy voice. It’s the same one as earlier
this evening in this same area.
With my
heart picking up pace, I turn around smiling sweetly, “No, I’m going to sit
down and pee this time.” My smile spreads a little wider and I say a silent
thanks to sweet baby Jesus for letting me find my voice this time.
He
doesn’t respond. He just steps closer to me with the corner of his lips
spreading upward.
I don’t
breathe.
I can’t
breathe. Not when he is this close.
God he
smells amazing. Like a mixture of spice and mint. Maybe a hint of beer too.
It's the type of scent that would awaken a primal desire within any female, and
good God do I feel awakened.
“You ran
off before I could thank you for the dance earlier.” No, thank you. His
voice is a faint whisper and his face is now so close that our noses are almost
touching. I glance down at his very attractive red lips just as the corners of
his mouth move up into the most beautiful smile. Shit. He knows I’m looking
at his lips.
I’m
transfixed by him. In this very moment, I would do whatever he said or answer
to any name he called; even if it was one of those fluffy names like baby or
princess. All I can think about is the desire flowing through my body for those
lips to be on mine. I would take him in this hallway. There I said it. Or,
did I think it?
Do
something.
Anything!
I look
back at his lips.
I lick my
own.
I can’t
think about anything but wanting to feel his lips against mine. All thoughts go
out the window of me not being able to pick up a man at a bar. I don’t care,
but I will say any cheesy pick up line if it means I get to go home with him.
I know
he’s watching me. He has to be thinking about my lips too because just then his
tongue comes out licking his own. I try to think of something else to do, but
nothing comes to mind. I feel him close the distance between us. He puts a
finger under my chin for the second time tonight lifting my face so I’m looking
right into his eyes. Without taking his eyes off mine he speaks in a quiet,
low, raspy whisper, “I’m going to kiss you now.”
Without
waiting for my permission, his lips crash down against mine. He takes my top
lip into his mouth tugging ever so gently. I let out a soft moan as his tongue
lightly traces my lips- tasting me. I can smell the fresh mint and beer off his
breath and all I can think about is tasting it. I grab his neck brining him
closer -opening my mouth- inviting him in. He groans as I wrap my arms around
his neck running my hands through his hair.
Shit,
if I die tomorrow, I can die a happy woman knowing this was my last kiss.
His
tongue enters my mouth and I meet it with my own. He reaches down to lift me up
and I let him. I wrap my legs around his waist just as he slams my back against
the wall in the corner of the hallway. There’s a rush of pain that shoots down
my legs causing me to cry out. He must take that as a cry of pleasure because
he kisses me harder.
I feel
my dress rise all the way to my waist exposing myself for anyone that walks by.
My head falls back against the wall and he immediately starts kissing down my
chin to my neck, then up to my earlobe bringing it into his mouth biting down.
“Do you want to get out of here?” He whispers so softly into my ear I almost
don’t think I hear him correctly. When he asks me again I just nod in
agreement. Afraid if I were to say anything it wouldn’t be yes, and I really
want it to be yes.
Setting
me down, he runs his hands over my dress laying it back into place, then grabs
my hand and starts speed walking away heading towards the red exit sign.
What’s Left of Me.
THE GIVEAWAY
Posts
No comments:
Post a Comment