REACTION LAUNCH PARTY!!

In gearing up for the November 5 release of REACTION (Book 2), I am giving away a $50 Amazon gift card and five E-BOOK copies of REFLECTION (Book 1)!!  
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And now, here are a few sneak-peeks at REACTION!  Enjoy! 

 

~ Tribute to Nick~

“Are you really going to ignore me?” I wondered out loud, unable to understand where this was coming from.  What was he doing?  Were we now so distant that we couldn’t even talk? 

After another silent pause, he finally entered the conversation, murmuring softly near my ear, “I’m definitely not ignoring you.”

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As I walked closer, he came into view.  He was resting against the black monster car, lazily studying people as they passed.  My eyes took him in.  

And when today’s liaison is over, will I feel as excited then as I do right now as I watch you over there?  Will that irresistible self-possession of yours cast its spell on me once again?  And will my eyes ever behold anything more appealing than that distractingly drop-dead gorgeous face of yours and the sexy way your simple long sleeve shirt and jeans hug just enough to hint at the remarkable body hiding underneath?  Will I ever get used to the crushing desire I feel for you as I stare at you helplessly?  As I watch your head tilt down, then turn toward me, and your eyebrow arch dubiously. 

Magnificent, complicated creature. 

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“Liz,” I cut in, “I told you already, he didn’t even acknowledge me.  He doesn’t want to be friends anymore, which is fine with me since I don’t want to be friends either.  He’s gotten uglier anyways.”

“So much uglier,” she responded.  “Yeah, I definitely noticed.  That sexy little five o’clock shadow on his chiseled face, yuck!  And his body, filling out that dark suit tonight the way it did, just disgusting.”  

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“Yeah, you’re probably right.”  I paused for a breather.  “Sorry I’m talking so much.”

“I like listening to you talk,” he told me.

“I think I’m nervous.”

That’s when he pulled up from the truck to stand, leaning his backside against the bumper.  “Why?  It’s me.”

“Because it’s you.” 

“Come here,” he said, tugging the end of my shirt lightly and then guiding me by my waist into the crook of his legs.  My hands held his sides, reminiscent of the past.  He was solid as a rock—that was something that hadn’t changed.  I was holding him in an intimate spot, and yet nothing near the way his hands slowly began brushing through my hair.  They didn’t stop there, they moved to my face.  His fingers caressed my cheek, and then ran along my jaw line in a little lazy wave.  Then his knuckle went to my lips.

I tried to repress a smile, but it surfaced.

“What’s so funny?”

“Nothing’s funny.  I just feel like smiling.”

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