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Blurb
*On sale for the special release price of 0.99!*
**This can be read as a STANDALONE. **
All
Jessica wants -as a college graduate — is to be a good girl. She landed the job
of her dreams at a museum and is trying to eliminate temptations. No more short
skirts (when she can help it). No wild parties. And no men.
She
particularly excels at that last thing. . .
Until
her path crosses Parker’s. Again. Jessica remembers the last time their paths
crossed very well. She was left with a seriously bruised ego. She knows it
would be best to avoid him altogether. But the charming Brit makes it hard for
her to elude his electrifying pull. He is as irresistible as he is captivating.
And
enigmatic.
Because
underneath the sleek Armani suit and the sweet British accent that makes her
crave his touch, Parker isn’t the perfect gentleman everyone thinks he is.
He’s
exactly what Jessica doesn’t want, but desperately needs.
A bad, bad boy.
A bad, bad boy.
*No
cliffhanger * This novel is recommended for 17+ due to sexual content and
mature themes.*
*The first book in the story, Lost in Us, tells the story of
Serena and James, and is also on sale for $0.99 for a
limited time. Each book can be read as a standalone.*
Random/Funny
Facts
So, remember the awkward story I shared
with you when Lost in Us was released? The one where I wrote a letter on the
back of a paper with a really hot scene in it?
It gets better.
I love writing in airports. I don’t know
why, I just do. If I would ever be blessed to be able to write full time, I’d
totally be an airport crasher :-D Well, anyway, I was travelling this one time,
and of course I got my laptop out to write a scene. A HOT scene. I didn’t quite
manage to finish it while waiting for boarding, so once the plane was in the
air, I got out my laptop and began to type away. At some point I shifted
slightly in my seat. That’s when I realize the guy seated next to me was
staring at my laptop screen and his face was very, very red. I politely smiled
and immediately closed my laptop, my own face on fire.
So yeah, I seem to have achieved a new high
in embarrassing myself. Not that it will stop me from writing in airports :-D
Excerpt
1
I decide to use the dress as an excuse to
leave early. To my dismay, Parker is leaning against the wall farther down the
corridor, one or two turns away from the entrance to the bar. His eyes rest on
the stain on my dress for a few seconds and my cheeks flare up instantly. I'm
sure he can see the redness in them even in the dim light.
"I have to go," I say. "My
dress is soaked."
"I'll drive you home," he says,
walking toward me.
"No, you just got here. I'm sure you
and Dani have lots to talk about." I actually take a step back, only to
hit the wall behind me.
"I'd just drop you off and return. Are
you afraid of being alone with me, Jessica?"
"No . . . it's just not necessary. I
can take a cab."
"What are you afraid of?" he
insists, stepping right in front of me. "That I'll try to seduce you and
take you to bed? Do I really strike you like that kind of guy?"
Every inch of my body commands me to say
yes. In my experience, men who don't look even half as godlike as he does are
after one thing only. But his humiliating rejection all those months ago proves
he isn't one of them. And nothing I've seen or heard about him indicated he’s a
womanizer. But being so close to him makes it impossible to think rationally.
I push him away, but with one swing he
grabs both my hands and pins them against the wall above me. His lips are
inches away from mine, the fingers of his free hand tracing the contour of my
lips, leaving a trail of fire behind them. He's so close to me that I can feel
every single hot breath against my lips. He locks eyes with me, and it's the
sight of his blue eyes boring into mine—more than his proximity and his
touch—that sets me on fire, causing an almost unbearable pressure between my
thighs.
He trails his fingers from my lips down to
my chin and then slowly over my neck. I bite my lip when he presses gently with
his thumb on the hollow of my neck, then proceeds with his torture farther
down. His fingers peruse the hem of my neckline, at the exact point where the
soaked fabric of the dress meets my skin, then slip under the fabric. Just a
fraction of an inch.
Not enough to actually touch my breast.
But more than enough to send me over the
edge.
"Damn you, Parker, kiss me," I
whisper. He doesn't answer, the corner of his lips lifting in a delicious smile
as he removes his hand from my neckline, letting it fall by his side. His eyes
never leave mine. I wait, sucking in my breath, for him to lean forward and
kiss me. After what feels like hours, he finally leans forward and kisses me.
On my goddamn forehead.
Excerpt 2 (Attention! Extreme hotness alert)
"I can't make up my mind," Parker
says.
"About what?"
"About what I want to do with
you."
I gulp. "Don't I get a say in
this?"
He snaps his head up, chuckling. "Not
really."
"That's not frustrating at all, you
know? What are you thinking right now?"
He tugs his lower
lip with his teeth. "You really want to know?"
"Yeah, I really want to know."
He shifts his weight on the edge of the
seat, and when he leans forward this time, I don't
back off. "I'm thinking I would very much like to see you
come," he says into my ear. My mind doesn't register the full impact of
his words right away. But my body does. "Anything against that,
Jessica?" he whispers, his hand trailing up and down my inner thigh.
"N-no," I say in a low voice. So
low that I hope he hasn't heard me. But he has. There's no other explanation as
to why his hand has already found its way under my dress.
"Turn around and spread your
legs," he commands.
"Parker," I mumble, "not
here . . ."
"No one can see us, and Dani won't
come back soon. Turn around."
Despite knowing I shouldn't, I turn around.
My body no longer seems to listen to any commands of mine. I lean my back
against his chest, my head resting on his shoulder, my forehead touching the
base of his neck. I look into the room, trying to gauge what those in the boxes
opposite us can see. But I can barely see anything in the back row of the boxes
directly in front of us. There's no reason to believe anyone could see us from
there. Anyone looking from above won't have a clear view of the back row
either.
"Spread your legs," he repeats,
his tone more authoritative than before. It sends another wave of heat through
me. Burying myself in his neck, I open up for him. He doesn't touch me right
away. He takes his time, trailing his fingers on the inside of my thigh,
inciting a deep hunger in my core that grows with each inch of my skin he
touches until I drop any pretense of shame and beg him, "Parker . .
."
When his fingers touch my intimate spot
over my panties, I stiffen against him.
"You're soaked," he says, and I
take immense pleasure in the slight tremble in his voice. Then his fingers
start rubbing me slowly, and I dig my own fingers in the cushion of the chair
as a spasm wracks through me.
This man will make me come.
Here, surrounded by people and plush
velvet-covered seats.
(Lost #2)
Publication date: July 24th 2014
Genres: Contemporary, New Adult, Romance
Publication date: July 24th 2014
Genres: Contemporary, New Adult, Romance
Synopsis:
**This can be read as a STANDALONE. The second book in the Lost series tells Jessica and Parker’s story.**
All Jessica wants -as a college graduate — is to be a good girl. She landed the job of her dreams at a museum and is trying to eliminate temptations. No more short skirts (when she can help it). No wild parties. And no men.
She particularly excels at that last thing. . .
Until her path crosses Parker’s. Again. Jessica remembers the last time their paths crossed very well. She was left with a seriously bruised ego. She knows it would be best to avoid him altogether. But the charming Brit makes it hard for her to elude his electrifying pull. He is as irresistible as he is captivating.
And enigmatic.
Because underneath the sleek Armani suit and the sweet British accent that makes her crave his touch, Parker isn’t the perfect gentleman everyone thinks he is.
He’s exactly what Jessica doesn’t want, but desperately needs.
A bad, bad boy.
All Jessica wants -as a college graduate — is to be a good girl. She landed the job of her dreams at a museum and is trying to eliminate temptations. No more short skirts (when she can help it). No wild parties. And no men.
She particularly excels at that last thing. . .
Until her path crosses Parker’s. Again. Jessica remembers the last time their paths crossed very well. She was left with a seriously bruised ego. She knows it would be best to avoid him altogether. But the charming Brit makes it hard for her to elude his electrifying pull. He is as irresistible as he is captivating.
And enigmatic.
Because underneath the sleek Armani suit and the sweet British accent that makes her crave his touch, Parker isn’t the perfect gentleman everyone thinks he is.
He’s exactly what Jessica doesn’t want, but desperately needs.
A bad, bad boy.
Purchase:
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My name is Layla Hagen and I am a New Adult Contemporary Romance author.
I fell in love with books when I was nine years old, and my love affair with stories continues even now, many years later.
I write romantic stories and can’t wait to share them with the world.
And I drink coffee. Lots of it, in case the photo didn’t make it obvious enough
I fell in love with books when I was nine years old, and my love affair with stories continues even now, many years later.
I write romantic stories and can’t wait to share them with the world.
And I drink coffee. Lots of it, in case the photo didn’t make it obvious enough
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