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EXCERPT:
Jamie turns around and lowers his legs through the opening in the floor. Once his head disappears, I make my move to join him. “Give me a minute,” he calls out, causing me to halt. After a few seconds he adds, “Okay, come on down.”
I scoot through the opening and situate my feet on the ladder. I quickly descend three steps before pushing back to jump down like we used to do when we were kids. Unfortunately, Jamie is standing so close to the ladder that when I jump, I land right on top of him. We go down like a demolished building.
After the inevitable crash, I demand, “Why were you standing so close to the ladder?”
“I was holding it for you so that it didn’t tip over on you.” He sounds as annoyed as I am.
“It can’t fall,” I tell him. “It’s attached to hooks in the concrete.”
“How was I supposed to know that?”
“I don’t know, by using your eyes?” I shift to push myself up onto my elbows. Jamie does not make for the softest landing. As my body moves across his, he releases a pained groan. “Are you hurt?” I’m guessing a hundred and forty pounds dropping on anyone could cause some serious damage.
“I’m … um… not really hurt.”
If he’s not hurt, what is he carrying on about? And that’s when the shock of my current position hits me like a punch in the gut. I’m lying on top of Jamie!
I hurry to move my knee to the ground so I can slide off him, but I miss the mark—and wind up kneeing him right in the fellas.
“Stop!” he yells. “You’re going to turn me into a eunuch.”
“I’m trying to get off of you.”
But instead of pushing me away to facilitate our separation, he pulls me closer so that I’m lying along his entire length. He puts one arm around me and rolls us both so that I’m under him. Sweet Peter at the pearly gates, my entire body wakes up with an electric awareness. This is a delicious torture.
“Jamie …” His name escapes my mouth like the last gasp of air before I shed my mortal coil for more heavenly pursuits. Although if there are more heavenly pursuits than this, I can’t imagine them.
“Shh …” He doesn’t move to get up, he just lies on me, wreaking havoc with my senses.
I move my gaze to his face. He looks like he’s in pure agony. “Jamie,” I try again.
“My God, woman, can’t you be quiet for a minute?”
Suddenly my bones feel like they’re starting to melt. Why is he so mad? Then the truth hits me. Jamie is turned on by our current situation and he’s trying to calm himself down. Which of course ignites a fire in me.
The most gorgeous man I’ve probably ever seen is lying on top of me, and he’s totally affected by the situation. I squirm underneath him which causes him to groan again. “Please stop moving.”
“Why?” I practically purr. “Are you uncomfortable?”
“I’m currently in a world of agony,” he growls.
I don’t know what comes over me, but I take that as an invitation. I move my arms up along his sides until they’re free. Then I cup either side of his face and raise my mouth to meet his.
The feeling of our lips touching defies description. It’s pure pleasure, it’s torment, it’s a coming home like I’ve never experienced before. Every nerve ending in my body is alive and tingling. My heart is beating in overdrive. I have not kissed a man in nearly a year, and I do not remember it being anything like this all-consuming inferno.
He’s definitely kissing me back, which makes it even more surprising when he rolls off me and demands, “What was that all about?”
Author Bio:
Whitney loves to laugh, play with her kids, bake, and eat french fries -- not always in that order.
Whitney is a multi-award-winning author of romcoms, non-fiction humor, and middle reader fiction. Basically, she writes whatever the voices in her head tell her to.
She lives in the beautiful Pacific Northwest with her husband, Jimmy, where they raise children, chickens, and organic vegetables.
Gold Medal winner at the International Readers' Favorite Awards, 2017.
Silver medal winner at the International Readers' Favorite Awards, 2015, 2016.
Finalist RONE Awards, 2016.
Finalist at the IRFA 2016, 2017.
Finalist at the Book Excellence Awards, 2017
Finalist Top Shelf Indie Book Awards, 2017
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