Title: Come What
May (Heartbeat #2)
Author: Faith
Sullivan
Expected release
date: June 4, 2013
Genre:
Contemporary Romance
Age Group: New
Adult
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Book Description:
Adam is through with love.
He unravels blaming himself for what happened with Katie.
His final moments with her echo through his nightmares.
She owns him body and soul.
To dull the pain, Adam invites a string of women into his
bed. Fueled by alcohol and desperation, his meaningless hook-ups provide little
comfort. When he closes his eyes, it's Katie he sees.
The only one who helps to ease his guilt somewhat is Jada.
But as his new ambulance partner, Adam considers her off limits. He doesn't
want to get seriously involved with anyone, much less her. Yet he can't stop
fantasizing about the feel of her caramel skin against his.
Despite his intentions, Adam's bond with Jada deepens as
they respond to a series of emotional calls. Their mutual attraction becomes
undeniable. But how can he give his heart to Jada when it still belongs to
Katie?
Excerpt:
But I’m unsure of where this is going. Is he trying to open
up or just making idle conversation? Whatever it is, it’s not enough for me. I
crouch, hanging my legs over the side. A cool breeze issues from the waterfall.
Its hypnotic rhythm is so relaxing. I can stretch out right here and fall
asleep. I lean back on my elbows and close my eyes against the sun. So I’m
startled when something smacks me in the face.
It’s Adam’s t-shirt. He’s standing before me in nothing but
his jeans. “Care for a swim, Jada?” Laughing, he peers over the edge. All I see
are the broad lines of his back. It doesn’t get any sexier than that.
“You’re going to jump into that tiny little pool of water?”
My pulse is racing, but somehow I keep my voice steady.
“No, we’re going to climb down together. But you’re going to
have to lose some of that clothing first.” His gaze runs across the length of
my body, and I’m on fire.
“If you think I’m going to strip down…”
I shut up when I realize he’s bending over me. “Well, you
can rid yourself of these muddy shoes for starters.” He undoes the laces and
gently slips them off. My breathing gets heavy when his fingers slide up to
remove my sock. He doesn’t stop there. On his knees before me, his touch glides
up my leg as he rolls the cuff of my pants.
“That takes care of the bottom half. Now what about the
top?” I ask brazenly. I’m fighting to regain control of the situation, but it’s
a lost cause.
He pulls me up with him, and our bodies are so close
together. He grips my waist and I start to get dizzy. Drawing me in, I’m
surprised when he tugs at the fabric of my shirt, untucking it in a series of
quick motions. His actions cause my chest to rub against his. My legs get shaky
and I think I’m going to have to grab onto him for support. But I resist and
somehow keep my hands to myself. Slowly, he unfastens the last two buttons and
ties the shirt at my waist. His fingertips linger over the exposed skin of my
midriff. His touch is driving me wild. I can’t take much more of this.
Stepping back, I feel so exposed even though I’m not showing
that much skin. He’s practically naked in front of me and he doesn’t seem
embarrassed at all. It’s like he wanted to bring me to some secluded spot in
order to seduce me. Was this his plan all along? I’m so confused. Nothing is ever
clear with him. It’s impossible to figure out what’s going through his mind and
why he’s practically taking off my clothes in the middle of the woods.
And that’s the problem. I kind of like it. His
unpredictability keeps me guessing, and I’ve never been so turned on. I’m
practically panting before him, wishing his hands would explore every inch of
me. But for some reason, it seems like there’s an invisible barrier separating
us. He teases me but doesn’t take it further. And all that does is make me want
him more. I’m not the type to pursue a guy, but I’d put myself out there for
him if I knew that was what he was after. But what if it’s not? We do have to
work together, and things can get really awkward between us if I’m wrong.
A shadow of a frown crosses his face when he sees me back
away from him. Whatever was happening in that moment is over—I can’t tell if
he’s disappointed or relieved. His chest rises and falls as he clenches his
fists. The sheer masculine beauty of his sculpted torso is right in front of
me. Yet he appears so fragile. Like one hasty word from me will break him.
We’re so close. If only I knew his true intentions. Is he just playing with me
or is he after something more?
“C’mon, let’s cool off.” But I can’t allow myself to get
that close to him again. My thoughts scatter just picturing him against me in
the water. With my inhibitions lowered, I’ll be too tempted. If I let down my
guard and give into him, I’ll only regret it later when he acts like nothing’s
changed between us.
“Nah, you go ahead. I’m just going to stick my feet in.” The
creases in his brow deepen, but I don’t stop. “If I have any hope of salvaging
this uniform, I don’t think it’ll take any more wear and tear.” It’s the lamest
excuse ever, but it’s all I have to go with.
“Suit yourself.” He’s pissed as he makes his way down the
rocky incline. He doesn’t even wait for me. What girl wouldn’t want to fool
around with him in the water after all that? Who would ever turn him down?
Only me.
The first book of the
HEARTBEAT series is only 99 cents on Amazon!
http://www.amazon.com/Heartbeat-ebook/dp/B00B4Y9296
Random Things about
Author, Faith Sullivan:
- She was so much smarter as a teenager.
- She's a slow reader.
- She tends to like a book more for its characters rather
than its plot.
- She appreciates people who are genuinely kind and come
through when you need them.
- As a creative person, she's not always fun to live with,
but she keeps things interesting.
- She misses the days when all she had was a rotary phone
that didn't even have an answering machine.
- She's a child of the 1980s, and a teenager of the 1990s.
- She loves her dog.
- She likes to travel and see new places - when her limited
budget allows.
- She thinks in another lifetime she lived in the UK
somewhere by the coast.
- When she feels an emotion, she feels it deeply. It's a
curse.
- She has an overactive imagination. Writing helps alleviate
that problem.
- Nine times out of ten, she believes a good book trumps
reality.
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