Monday 12 June 2017

Exclusive Excerpt Reveal ~ Wrecked by Jeannine Colette

Wrecked by Jeannine Colette releases on 21st June!!

I cannot wait for this one!!

Book Description:

Take one sexy bartender. Add a badass cop. A splash of sweet, that's me. One sour, that's him... and serve over ice.

That’s how you’ll get to my current situation.

You know the girl - the one who commands the scene, bottle of liquor in hand, pouring liquid fire into the willing throats of patrons as they let loose at the local bar?

That's me.

I may be known as the town party girl, but in reality I'm this close to my dream of opening my own bar - McConaugheys. Yes, it will be named after the acclaimed actor. What can I say? I’m a sucker for that sexy Texan.

Everything was going as planned until the night I had a few drinks and accepted a ride home from a friend. A misunderstanding leads to an arrest, and now I'm at the mercy of the one man I can’t stand, and trust me, the feeling is definitely mutual.

Adam Reingold is six-feet-tall and built like a stallion -- the man is the epitome of male. He also happens to be the town narc and hates my guts. There’s a story to our past and it's not a pretty one.

So, now, here I am, chained to him for the summer like a hardened criminal, doing whatever he tells me to do. Problem is, I can’t help but look at him when he’s not watching and wonder what our future could be like if things were different.

There are so many reasons why he’s all wrong for me. Even more reasons why I need to stay away from him.

It’s a cocktail of trouble. Best served shaken, not stirred.

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“Adam, what are you doing here?”
“You shouldn’t be in the woods alone. It’s too dark and dangerous.”
“Is that why you’re here? I don’t need a bodyguard.”
“Yes, you do,” he says, taking a step closer.
I fall back into the tree behind me. My heart is beating wildly out of my chest. “Are you going to be my protector now? You spent years ignoring me, and suddenly, you have a gained interest in my safety?”
It’s an odd sensation, being without sight. My other senses are heightened to the extreme as I am immersed in everything Adam. His controlled breaths are heavy in the air. The heat of his skin burns through him, warming me without a single touch. He smells like spice, smoke, and all-American man. And, when he speaks, I swear, the trees lean in as well just so they can listen to the most sensual sound on the planet.
“When will you stop and see that you have it wrong? That we’ve had this all wrong?”
“See what, Adam? I can’t see anything.” My words are a plea.
“If you can’t see me, then I need you to feel me.”
He takes a step so close that his body pushes up against mine, his arms down at the sides. I don’t know if I want them to stay where they are or wrap themselves around me.
“Do you feel my heart racing? Do you feel how fast my blood is running through my body just because I’m near you?”
The answer is yes. My own heart is about to burst out of my chest.
“No,” I lie.
Adam removes his sweatshirt and throws it to the ground. He grabs my hand, lifts it to his chest, and drops his hand, leaving mine to lace my fingers through his light smattering of hair. His body is hard and muscular, concealing a pounding beat that is pulsing against my palm.
“This is how you make me feel. It’s how you’ve always made me feel.”
My hand rises and falls with the heaviness of his words. Hesitantly, I lift my other hand to his face, as the desire to caress him is overwhelming. When my palm brushes against the stubble, his head falls into it, and he lets out a groan, as if my touch is the one thing he’s been craving his entire life.
“How do I make you feel?” I ask.
His arms are still at his sides, and I am secretly aching for him to touch me, too. Instead, he lowers his forehead to mine.
“Like I have no control.”
I close my eyes and firmly hold on to his face, not wanting him to move away, not even an inch. “That doesn’t sound like a very good thing.”
“It’s not. I am always on guard.”
“You don’t seem like you are right now.”
“You have no idea what it is taking me not to touch you right now.”
“Why aren’t you?”
“Because you haven’t let me.”

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