The Summer I Found You

This book normally retails for 7.99, and is currently 1.99 ;-D

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BARNES AND NOBLE

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Here’s a snip (or a few) –

KATE:

“Oh,” Jen says as we pull up. “Aidan-is-a-bit-moody-and-lost-an-arm-in-Afghanistan.” And then she jumps out of the car.

What? How can she have a cousin living with her for weeks and I know nothing of this part of it?

I leap out my side, and then have to smooth the T-shirt fabric of the dress down again to make sure my panties are covered. How did I get talked into this? Wait. “What did you say about arms?”

“Shh.” Her eyes widen as I come around the front of her car.

Her gangly brother walks up with the guy who must be Aidan. He has the family blond, and gorgeous light blue eyes. But he also has broad shoulders shown off by the snugness of his T-shirt. One of his shoulders leads to an arm. The other one does not.

I know I’m staring, because it’s definitely something I should NOT be staring at. But my brain’s having a hard time wrapping around it. It feels like someone’s erased what should be there. 

“Kate,” she hisses. “You’re staring.”

“So, what does the other guy look like?” I grin at Aidan, and then realize I don’t know this guy, and it was possibly one of the dumbest things to ever leave my mouth.

“The guy next to me, or the one who left the bomb?” His face is flat, but his eyes don’t move from mine.

Silence like a thick blanket threatens to suffocate me.

Oops.

A corner of his mouth pulls up. “Teasing.”

 

AIDAN:

“Yeah.” I slide lower and now our faces are close. Way too close. Not a good idea. Not a good idea. My eyes float down her face. Down her high cheekbones, pink lips. And I want her closer, but I don’t get Kate. Shouldn’t want Kate. We’re both in a weird place right now. Me because I lost my career and her…well, she just lost her boyfriend. Maybe none of it is worth worrying about.

She lets out a little sigh that sounds more like contentment than anything else.

I stop thinking and lean toward her until our lips are together. It’s been too long. Way too long. Her lips are warm and soft, and all it does is make me want more. Crave it.

She kisses me back, opening her mouth, deepening our kiss. I’m shocked she does it, but it feels good to feel wanted like this. Way better than I was thinking. 

“Wow,” she whispers. “I wanted to kiss you.”

I chuckle, because what else am I supposed to do when a girl says something like that. “Well, that’s good.” I think. Maybe I should have wished for her to not want to kiss me. Maybe this is going to be too much. Maybe she’ll expect something from me that I have no idea how to do. Maybe I’m just really, really over-thinking this pretty ideal situation of being in the backseat of my car with a hot girl.

 

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