NEVER BEEN READY
By J.L. Berg
Adult Contemporary Romance
Releasing February 4, 2014
Amazon – Not available until Feb. 4
Barnes and Noble – Not available until Feb. 4 Kobo -
http://store.kobobooks.com/en-US/ebook/never-been-ready Goodreads -
https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/18260618-never-been-ready
Leah Morgan was done with men. After barely surviving a horrendous
childhood, and a boyfriend who bailed when things got rough, Leah had given up
on love. Then she met him, Hollywood’s new golden boy who suddenly had
eyes only for
her. She tried to convince herself that one night couldn’t hurt, but
after six months, the memories of his mesmerizing gaze and searing touch still
invaded her every thought.
Declan James had just one rule when it came to women. Keep it simple,
and never linger. That all changed the moment he met Leah. Even
across a crowded bar, he could tell she was different. Sweet, with just the
right amount of sass, she made him break his golden rule and now he couldn’t
walk away.
When casual becomes anything but, and emotions run deep, will Leah and Declan
fight their fears, or let old insecurities destroy their one chance to discover
true happiness? When Declan’s past comes roaring back in a way neither of
them could have expected, will they stand united or be torn apart by the
challenges that lie ahead?
It was only supposed to be one night, but only forever will
do.
About the Author
J.L. Berg is a California native living in the South. She's married to her
high school sweetheart and they have two beautiful girls that drive them batty
on a daily basis. When she's not writing, you can find her with her nose stuck
in a romance book, in a yoga studio or devouring anything chocolate. J.L. Berg
is represented by Jill Marsal of Marsal Lyon Literary Agency, LLC.
Website: www.jlberg.com Facebook: www.facebook.com/authorjlberg Twitter:
@authorjlberg ; https://twitter.com/authorjlberg Goodreads:
www.goodreads.com/authorjlberg
By J.L. Berg
Adult Contemporary Romance
Releasing February 4, 2014
Amazon – Not available until Feb. 4
Barnes and Noble – Not available until Feb. 4 Kobo -
http://store.kobobooks.com/en-US/ebook/never-been-ready Goodreads -
https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/18260618-never-been-ready
Leah Morgan was done with men. After barely surviving a horrendous
childhood, and a boyfriend who bailed when things got rough, Leah had given up
on love. Then she met him, Hollywood’s new golden boy who suddenly had
eyes only for
her. She tried to convince herself that one night couldn’t hurt, but
after six months, the memories of his mesmerizing gaze and searing touch still
invaded her every thought.
Declan James had just one rule when it came to women. Keep it simple,
and never linger. That all changed the moment he met Leah. Even
across a crowded bar, he could tell she was different. Sweet, with just the
right amount of sass, she made him break his golden rule and now he couldn’t
walk away.
When casual becomes anything but, and emotions run deep, will Leah and Declan
fight their fears, or let old insecurities destroy their one chance to discover
true happiness? When Declan’s past comes roaring back in a way neither of
them could have expected, will they stand united or be torn apart by the
challenges that lie ahead?
It was only supposed to be one night, but only forever will
do.
About the Author
J.L. Berg is a California native living in the South. She's married to her
high school sweetheart and they have two beautiful girls that drive them batty
on a daily basis. When she's not writing, you can find her with her nose stuck
in a romance book, in a yoga studio or devouring anything chocolate. J.L. Berg
is represented by Jill Marsal of Marsal Lyon Literary Agency, LLC.
Website: www.jlberg.com Facebook: www.facebook.com/authorjlberg Twitter:
@authorjlberg ; https://twitter.com/authorjlberg Goodreads:
www.goodreads.com/authorjlberg
FUN FACTS ABOUT NEVER BEEN READY
By J.L. Berg
* In the very first draft of When You’re Ready – Declan was introduced as a
British friend of Logan whom he met at boarding school.
* Leah is based loosely off my real-life best friend Leslie. It’s no
coincidence both of their names start with “L”.
* The bar Leah and Declan visit on New Year’s Eve is based on the bar owned
by my best friend and her husband in downtown Richmond called Honey Whytes –
best burgers in town!
* The infamous cemetery Declan and Leah visit is loosely based on the famous
Hollywood Cemetery in Richmond.
* The original title was So Not Ready, but I didn’t think it matched the tone
and theme of the novel.
* Leah is very close with the main character of the next book in the
series. ;-)
* The “lipstick scene” is based on a hilarious conversation I had with two
bloggers and an author at Mimi’s. It had nothing to do with a
limo.
_____
WRITING AND CREATING CHEMISTRY
By J.L. Berg
Creating chemistry is all about balance. Imagine a tightrope walker, up
on that tiny wire. On one side he has humor and sex appeal, and on the
other, he has compassion and the fierce desire to protect. Now pile on
about a hundred other
emotions on each arm and you have what every writer deals with when creating
chemistry.
When writing a male and female lead, simply creating characters that are
attracted to each other isn’t enough. Men and women are attracted to each
other on a daily basis. There has to be more than attraction. Humor,
friendly banter, the need to console and protect are all ingredients for great
chemistry. Adding in a hot male lead doesn’t hurt either!
_____
INTERVIEW WITH J.L. Berg
Q: Do you have a routine that you use to get into the right frame of mind to
write?
Jennifer: I write full time, so I generally get the kids off to school and
then get myself ready which gives me time to think. I’m a panster which
means, besides a rough outline, I write my entire plot as I go. Making
sure I have enough time to plan out each scene is key. Listening to music
usually helps center me and when I do sit down to write, I try to complete an
entire scene or chapter in one sitting. I’ll then get up and brainstorm
where I want to take the story from there and do the same thing all over
again. I never know where the story will go from one chapter to the next,
but I always have an ending in mind.
Q: What was the most fun part to write in Never Been Ready?
Jennifer: I loved writing the mighty demise of the great Declan James.
For fans of When You’re Ready, Declan is a Logan’s playboy friend – the one who
taught him everything. He’s wild and untamed, and watching him fall for
Leah was pretty spectacular.
Q: What books have most influenced your life?
Jennifer: There are so many, but the Twilight series really brought me back
into reading after a long hiatus. I’d stopped reading in college when my
school work took over, and shortly after, I became a mom. Reading didn’t
have a place in my busy life. But as soon as I picked up Twilight, I was
hooked again, and I couldn’t stop. I picked up every paranormal romance
book I could get my hands on. After I went through most of our county
library, I started reading contemporary romance, and eventually new adult.
Every book I’ve every read has been an inspiration to me because anyone who is
brave enough to bare their soul through writing and then share it with the
masses should be given a medal. It’s tough work.
Q: What do you like to do when you are not writing?
Jennifer: Sleep! No, I’m kidding. Kind of. I’m a mom of two
beautiful daughters. When we are doing math homework or spelling, I love
cuddling with them on the couch and watching movies or playing board
games. I’m a huge yoga nut, and usually go to class three times a
week. I love to read, although I never have enough time. I’ve been
married for twelve years, and whenever we can, my husband and I try to sneak off
for a date or two!
Q: Any future writing news you would like to share?
Jennifer: 2014 is a busy year for me! Along with the February release
of Never Been Ready, a novella entitled Ready to Wed will be released this
month. It will be included in a charity anthology called “Pink Shades of
Words”. Also, this year, I will be releasing three other books. I
will be finishing the Ready series with two more novels, and writing a
standalone towards the end of the year.
_____
AUTHOR’S TAKE ON DECLAN
By J.L. Berg
Declan: Declan, where do I even start? Most of my beta and ARC
readers can’t even say his name without swooning. Leah calls him Hot Shot
because he’s arrogant and cocky and knows it. He’s an up and coming actor
in Hollywood and is on everyone’s hit list. He escapes to Virginia to
shoot an independent film, and thinks he’ll rid himself of his obsession with
Leah – the one nightstand that he hasn’t been able to shake for six
months.
Declan comes from a wealthy upbringing, and had a power hungry father who
treated his mother like dirt. He’s been taking care of her ever
since. Despite his carefree attitude, Declan takes responsibility very
seriously, both with family and his work.
In the book, Declan is described as tall, dark and of course, handsome.
His dark brown hair is constantly messy and tossed. His hazel blue/green
eyes seem to take on different hues depending on his mood, darkening a rich
shade of green when he’s angered or ahem, turned on. J
(The author has provided her Pinterest page if you would like to see
character pics: http://www.pinterest.com/jberg811/never-been-ready/)
_____
AUTHOR’S TAKE ON LEAH
By J.L. Berg
Leah: Leah is a fan favorite since book one and it’s no secret that I
based her on my own best friend Leslie. While their personalities are
similar, Leah is her own character with her own story to tell.
Leah is strong willed and bold. She doesn’t hold back when she has an
opinion and she’s fiercely loyal. She’s the first person to help when
someone needs it, dropping everything to aid her best friend or family
member.
Leah had a rough childhood and she does her best to hide it, shutting her
pain off from everyone, including those who are close to her. Because of
that, she doesn’t like to show weakness.
In the book, Leah is described as tall, leggy and blonde. Her blue eyes
and year round tan makes most women want to murder her in her sleep and she’s
always effortlessly put together, but never overdone.
(The author has provided her Pinterest page if you would like to see
character pics: http://www.pinterest.com/jberg811/never-been-ready/)
_____
Excerpt One
Just as I hit Play on the Blu-ray player to watch Dirty Dancing for the four
hundredth time, my doorbell rang. Confusion hit me as I looked at the
clock. It was ten at night.
Who was ringing my doorbell at such a late hour? And since when did ten
at night become so late? Damn, I was boring.
Who the hell could that be? I briefly hoped it was my hot new neighbor
from three doors down needing to borrow a cup of sugar, but knowing my luck, it
would probably be a punk-ass kid playing Ding-Dong ditch.
I threw off the blanket, and with the ice cream still in hand, I stormed to
the door, slightly annoyed that I wasn't beginning my cha-cha lessons with
Patrick Swayze at that moment.
I opened the front door, and froze.
Holy fucking hell.
Declan James. On my porch. Looking sexy as hell.
And I was...in a bathrobe and fuzzy slippers. Shit!
His hazel green eyes ran down my body, scanning my attire, lingering on my
legs peeking through the parting of my robe, before stopping at my hand.
"Do you always eat ice cream in a coffee mug?" He leisurely leaned against my
door frame.
He was sporting a cocky smile that had my hormones going
haywire.
"What? Yes, the handle keeps my hand from getting cold," I blurted
out.
Oh my God, why was he here? At my house. And holy hell, why did
he have to smell so good?
"What the hell are you doing here?" I finally asked.
His eyes found mine, and he smirked. He was clearly amused. God,
six months hadn't made him any less sexy. His wavy brown hair was pushed
back,
making his piercing hazel eyes stand out against his handsome face.
Unshaven, and wearing a leather jacket, he was the epitome of a bad boy.
Every part of me wanted to take him for a ride--again.
Oh God, my greatest weakness had come for a visit.
"My film got the green light, so I'm in town for the next three months or
so. Thought I'd stop by and pay you a visit," he answered.
He brushed past me, entering the house like he'd just been invited in, which
he hadn't.
My lust filled haze cleared a bit, and it was replaced with a bit of
annoyance.
Who the hell did this guy think he was?
"So, you got into town, and you thought you'd pay me a visit?
Why? To say hello? Needed a friendly chat Declan?" I asked, clearly
peeved.
I'd had an emotional day.
He sat himself on my sofa, draping his arms over the back like he owned the
fucking place as he grinned at me. He was too big for the room. My
living room was literally being swallowed up by his presence.
"No, I think you know exactly why I'm here Leah," he said, he voice
deepening.
His eyes darkened, sending shivers down my spine and straight to my
core. All traces of playfulness disappeared. This was the Declan I
remembered--the predator, the great seducer.
The man who had taken me again and again all night, sending me over the edge
more times than I could count. His hands had touched every inch of my
skin. His mouth had kissed every intimate part of my body. No man
had ever filled me so completely and owned me as he had.
And here he was, like an offering from the gods.
"No," I whispered.
"No? Are you seeing someone?" he asked, suddenly jumping off the couch
and stalking toward me.
"No, I'm not seeing anyone."
His movements slowed, and he visibly relaxed. He continued his journey
toward me, but it changed from an angry stalk to a casual swagger. I
watched him, loving the confidence in his gait and the determination in his
eyes, knowing it was all focused on me.
"Then I don't see a problem here, Leah," he whispered in my ear as he pressed
his firm body against mine. "We were good together. Don't you
remember?"
Brushing back the golden strands off my neck, he slowly pushed the bathrobe
off my shoulder, taking my tank top strap with it. Undoing the belt of my
robe with his other hand, he let it fall to the floor in a heap, leaving me in
my tank top and tight pajama shorts. His eyes took an appreciative gaze
over my exposed flesh, causing my nipples to harden instantly. He smiled,
knowing the effect his touch was having on me.
Leaning forward, Declan grazed his lips over my bare shoulder, making me
shudder from the touch.
"I can remind you, one more time. Don't you want that?"
I heard the words, and tried to process them in the foggy mush that was my
brain. One more time. He'd just arrived. He wasn't here
because he needed me, or wanted me as much as much as I wanted him. I was
his fucking booty call, an easy lay for someone who had just gotten into
town.
Anger flooded my system, and I pushed him away. I'd had a long day and
this was just the icing on the cake. A movie star coming by for a quick
fuck. Perfect.
"Get out."
He looked confused, but then his trademark smile came back. I could
tell he was ready to throw out more bullshit that I wouldn't fall for
again.
"No, seriously, get out. I'm not your booty call, Declan. I'm not
going to spread my legs just because you showed up at my doorstep. Just
because you're in town for three months doesn't mean I suddenly have an
open-door policy. I am not your fucking groupie."
Momentarily stunned, he looked around the room until he saw a pen and a
notepad resting on the coffee table. He stalked over to the small table,
grabbed the pen and angrily scribbled something before ripping the sheet of
paper off the notepad and handing it to me.
"This is where I'm staying in town and the name my room is booked
under."
Rejection must be a new thing for Declan because he looked conflicted, pissed
and seriously sexy. With his eyes wild and intense, he took a deep breath
as he ran his hands through that unruly hair. Suddenly, he grabbed me
around the waist, and took my mouth in a fierce kiss. Surprise, lust,
anger, and confusion all invaded my system and I both pulled him closer and
tried to push him away. His taste was exactly the same--completely
addictive. Instincts had me diving in, needing him like my next breath,
but the logical side of me that had been hurt too many times needed him to
leave.
Before I could make a decision, he abruptly pushed away looking
smug.
"Call me if you change your mind," he said before walking out the door,
letting it close with a soft click behind him.
Making my way to the door, I let my head fall forward until it hit the hard
wood with a thump, echoing my mood. "Fuck!" I cursed out in
frustration.
"Heard that!" Declan yelled from the other side of the door, as his loud
laughter faded away.
Bastard.
At least he didn't see my hand shake as I locked to the door. I could
never let that man know how much he affected me. It would be my undoing.
By J.L. Berg
* In the very first draft of When You’re Ready – Declan was introduced as a
British friend of Logan whom he met at boarding school.
* Leah is based loosely off my real-life best friend Leslie. It’s no
coincidence both of their names start with “L”.
* The bar Leah and Declan visit on New Year’s Eve is based on the bar owned
by my best friend and her husband in downtown Richmond called Honey Whytes –
best burgers in town!
* The infamous cemetery Declan and Leah visit is loosely based on the famous
Hollywood Cemetery in Richmond.
* The original title was So Not Ready, but I didn’t think it matched the tone
and theme of the novel.
* Leah is very close with the main character of the next book in the
series. ;-)
* The “lipstick scene” is based on a hilarious conversation I had with two
bloggers and an author at Mimi’s. It had nothing to do with a
limo.
_____
WRITING AND CREATING CHEMISTRY
By J.L. Berg
Creating chemistry is all about balance. Imagine a tightrope walker, up
on that tiny wire. On one side he has humor and sex appeal, and on the
other, he has compassion and the fierce desire to protect. Now pile on
about a hundred other
emotions on each arm and you have what every writer deals with when creating
chemistry.
When writing a male and female lead, simply creating characters that are
attracted to each other isn’t enough. Men and women are attracted to each
other on a daily basis. There has to be more than attraction. Humor,
friendly banter, the need to console and protect are all ingredients for great
chemistry. Adding in a hot male lead doesn’t hurt either!
_____
INTERVIEW WITH J.L. Berg
Q: Do you have a routine that you use to get into the right frame of mind to
write?
Jennifer: I write full time, so I generally get the kids off to school and
then get myself ready which gives me time to think. I’m a panster which
means, besides a rough outline, I write my entire plot as I go. Making
sure I have enough time to plan out each scene is key. Listening to music
usually helps center me and when I do sit down to write, I try to complete an
entire scene or chapter in one sitting. I’ll then get up and brainstorm
where I want to take the story from there and do the same thing all over
again. I never know where the story will go from one chapter to the next,
but I always have an ending in mind.
Q: What was the most fun part to write in Never Been Ready?
Jennifer: I loved writing the mighty demise of the great Declan James.
For fans of When You’re Ready, Declan is a Logan’s playboy friend – the one who
taught him everything. He’s wild and untamed, and watching him fall for
Leah was pretty spectacular.
Q: What books have most influenced your life?
Jennifer: There are so many, but the Twilight series really brought me back
into reading after a long hiatus. I’d stopped reading in college when my
school work took over, and shortly after, I became a mom. Reading didn’t
have a place in my busy life. But as soon as I picked up Twilight, I was
hooked again, and I couldn’t stop. I picked up every paranormal romance
book I could get my hands on. After I went through most of our county
library, I started reading contemporary romance, and eventually new adult.
Every book I’ve every read has been an inspiration to me because anyone who is
brave enough to bare their soul through writing and then share it with the
masses should be given a medal. It’s tough work.
Q: What do you like to do when you are not writing?
Jennifer: Sleep! No, I’m kidding. Kind of. I’m a mom of two
beautiful daughters. When we are doing math homework or spelling, I love
cuddling with them on the couch and watching movies or playing board
games. I’m a huge yoga nut, and usually go to class three times a
week. I love to read, although I never have enough time. I’ve been
married for twelve years, and whenever we can, my husband and I try to sneak off
for a date or two!
Q: Any future writing news you would like to share?
Jennifer: 2014 is a busy year for me! Along with the February release
of Never Been Ready, a novella entitled Ready to Wed will be released this
month. It will be included in a charity anthology called “Pink Shades of
Words”. Also, this year, I will be releasing three other books. I
will be finishing the Ready series with two more novels, and writing a
standalone towards the end of the year.
_____
AUTHOR’S TAKE ON DECLAN
By J.L. Berg
Declan: Declan, where do I even start? Most of my beta and ARC
readers can’t even say his name without swooning. Leah calls him Hot Shot
because he’s arrogant and cocky and knows it. He’s an up and coming actor
in Hollywood and is on everyone’s hit list. He escapes to Virginia to
shoot an independent film, and thinks he’ll rid himself of his obsession with
Leah – the one nightstand that he hasn’t been able to shake for six
months.
Declan comes from a wealthy upbringing, and had a power hungry father who
treated his mother like dirt. He’s been taking care of her ever
since. Despite his carefree attitude, Declan takes responsibility very
seriously, both with family and his work.
In the book, Declan is described as tall, dark and of course, handsome.
His dark brown hair is constantly messy and tossed. His hazel blue/green
eyes seem to take on different hues depending on his mood, darkening a rich
shade of green when he’s angered or ahem, turned on. J
(The author has provided her Pinterest page if you would like to see
character pics: http://www.pinterest.com/jberg811/never-been-ready/)
_____
AUTHOR’S TAKE ON LEAH
By J.L. Berg
Leah: Leah is a fan favorite since book one and it’s no secret that I
based her on my own best friend Leslie. While their personalities are
similar, Leah is her own character with her own story to tell.
Leah is strong willed and bold. She doesn’t hold back when she has an
opinion and she’s fiercely loyal. She’s the first person to help when
someone needs it, dropping everything to aid her best friend or family
member.
Leah had a rough childhood and she does her best to hide it, shutting her
pain off from everyone, including those who are close to her. Because of
that, she doesn’t like to show weakness.
In the book, Leah is described as tall, leggy and blonde. Her blue eyes
and year round tan makes most women want to murder her in her sleep and she’s
always effortlessly put together, but never overdone.
(The author has provided her Pinterest page if you would like to see
character pics: http://www.pinterest.com/jberg811/never-been-ready/)
_____
Excerpt One
Just as I hit Play on the Blu-ray player to watch Dirty Dancing for the four
hundredth time, my doorbell rang. Confusion hit me as I looked at the
clock. It was ten at night.
Who was ringing my doorbell at such a late hour? And since when did ten
at night become so late? Damn, I was boring.
Who the hell could that be? I briefly hoped it was my hot new neighbor
from three doors down needing to borrow a cup of sugar, but knowing my luck, it
would probably be a punk-ass kid playing Ding-Dong ditch.
I threw off the blanket, and with the ice cream still in hand, I stormed to
the door, slightly annoyed that I wasn't beginning my cha-cha lessons with
Patrick Swayze at that moment.
I opened the front door, and froze.
Holy fucking hell.
Declan James. On my porch. Looking sexy as hell.
And I was...in a bathrobe and fuzzy slippers. Shit!
His hazel green eyes ran down my body, scanning my attire, lingering on my
legs peeking through the parting of my robe, before stopping at my hand.
"Do you always eat ice cream in a coffee mug?" He leisurely leaned against my
door frame.
He was sporting a cocky smile that had my hormones going
haywire.
"What? Yes, the handle keeps my hand from getting cold," I blurted
out.
Oh my God, why was he here? At my house. And holy hell, why did
he have to smell so good?
"What the hell are you doing here?" I finally asked.
His eyes found mine, and he smirked. He was clearly amused. God,
six months hadn't made him any less sexy. His wavy brown hair was pushed
back,
making his piercing hazel eyes stand out against his handsome face.
Unshaven, and wearing a leather jacket, he was the epitome of a bad boy.
Every part of me wanted to take him for a ride--again.
Oh God, my greatest weakness had come for a visit.
"My film got the green light, so I'm in town for the next three months or
so. Thought I'd stop by and pay you a visit," he answered.
He brushed past me, entering the house like he'd just been invited in, which
he hadn't.
My lust filled haze cleared a bit, and it was replaced with a bit of
annoyance.
Who the hell did this guy think he was?
"So, you got into town, and you thought you'd pay me a visit?
Why? To say hello? Needed a friendly chat Declan?" I asked, clearly
peeved.
I'd had an emotional day.
He sat himself on my sofa, draping his arms over the back like he owned the
fucking place as he grinned at me. He was too big for the room. My
living room was literally being swallowed up by his presence.
"No, I think you know exactly why I'm here Leah," he said, he voice
deepening.
His eyes darkened, sending shivers down my spine and straight to my
core. All traces of playfulness disappeared. This was the Declan I
remembered--the predator, the great seducer.
The man who had taken me again and again all night, sending me over the edge
more times than I could count. His hands had touched every inch of my
skin. His mouth had kissed every intimate part of my body. No man
had ever filled me so completely and owned me as he had.
And here he was, like an offering from the gods.
"No," I whispered.
"No? Are you seeing someone?" he asked, suddenly jumping off the couch
and stalking toward me.
"No, I'm not seeing anyone."
His movements slowed, and he visibly relaxed. He continued his journey
toward me, but it changed from an angry stalk to a casual swagger. I
watched him, loving the confidence in his gait and the determination in his
eyes, knowing it was all focused on me.
"Then I don't see a problem here, Leah," he whispered in my ear as he pressed
his firm body against mine. "We were good together. Don't you
remember?"
Brushing back the golden strands off my neck, he slowly pushed the bathrobe
off my shoulder, taking my tank top strap with it. Undoing the belt of my
robe with his other hand, he let it fall to the floor in a heap, leaving me in
my tank top and tight pajama shorts. His eyes took an appreciative gaze
over my exposed flesh, causing my nipples to harden instantly. He smiled,
knowing the effect his touch was having on me.
Leaning forward, Declan grazed his lips over my bare shoulder, making me
shudder from the touch.
"I can remind you, one more time. Don't you want that?"
I heard the words, and tried to process them in the foggy mush that was my
brain. One more time. He'd just arrived. He wasn't here
because he needed me, or wanted me as much as much as I wanted him. I was
his fucking booty call, an easy lay for someone who had just gotten into
town.
Anger flooded my system, and I pushed him away. I'd had a long day and
this was just the icing on the cake. A movie star coming by for a quick
fuck. Perfect.
"Get out."
He looked confused, but then his trademark smile came back. I could
tell he was ready to throw out more bullshit that I wouldn't fall for
again.
"No, seriously, get out. I'm not your booty call, Declan. I'm not
going to spread my legs just because you showed up at my doorstep. Just
because you're in town for three months doesn't mean I suddenly have an
open-door policy. I am not your fucking groupie."
Momentarily stunned, he looked around the room until he saw a pen and a
notepad resting on the coffee table. He stalked over to the small table,
grabbed the pen and angrily scribbled something before ripping the sheet of
paper off the notepad and handing it to me.
"This is where I'm staying in town and the name my room is booked
under."
Rejection must be a new thing for Declan because he looked conflicted, pissed
and seriously sexy. With his eyes wild and intense, he took a deep breath
as he ran his hands through that unruly hair. Suddenly, he grabbed me
around the waist, and took my mouth in a fierce kiss. Surprise, lust,
anger, and confusion all invaded my system and I both pulled him closer and
tried to push him away. His taste was exactly the same--completely
addictive. Instincts had me diving in, needing him like my next breath,
but the logical side of me that had been hurt too many times needed him to
leave.
Before I could make a decision, he abruptly pushed away looking
smug.
"Call me if you change your mind," he said before walking out the door,
letting it close with a soft click behind him.
Making my way to the door, I let my head fall forward until it hit the hard
wood with a thump, echoing my mood. "Fuck!" I cursed out in
frustration.
"Heard that!" Declan yelled from the other side of the door, as his loud
laughter faded away.
Bastard.
At least he didn't see my hand shake as I locked to the door. I could
never let that man know how much he affected me. It would be my undoing.
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