It’s Sunday and I’m participating in the Sneak Peek Sunday Mini Hop. This is where we post 6 paragraphs from a writing project, published or unpublished. Today I’m offering a sample of my debut novel that was just released April 15…A Haught Date – Haught Brothers – book 1
Gemmi Brooks was humiliated at the last family reunion when her boyfriend was found in bed with her cousin. With her self-esteem shaken, and to offset the pity party her family has been throwing in her honor, she invented the love of her life. Now the gig is up and she needs to find the boyfriend she’s told her family she’s been dating for the last 5 months.
Camden Haught, the sexy bachelor and bartender/owner of The Haught Spot, is always willing to help a woman in distress, so when the local heartthrob offers himself up to play the role as her boyfriend he can’t understand why she’s so resistant. As he tries to convince her he’s the right one for the position he finds himself wanting more.
Setup: Camden trying to figure out a few details about the woman he’s supposed to have known for the last 5 months and why he’s so drawn to her.
He lightly skimmed her neck, stopping at the slight swell above her bra. He looked at her, attempting to get the answers from her eyes. “Wanna tell me why?”
“I already told you.” She tried to reach out to him with her body, jutting her breasts out to get closer and wrapping her leg around him.
“You told me that you have a treacherous cousin who did you dirty, but you didn’t tell me that you’d been celibate ever since.” He allowed her hands to fall at her sides and took a step back to appraise her. She stood before him without cowering. He wanted her to know he liked her body.
“You’re so beautiful,” he said as he moved in to kiss her mouth. She tasted like his favorite everything. He nipped and sucked at her lips, tempting her tongue out to play with his. She was delicious, and as the cadence increased, he wanted more. He used his thumb to stroke the underside of her breast, and she moved his hand up to cup her more firmly as she whimpered into his mouth. He allowed her to settle his hand where she wanted it, but he wasn’t doing anything but making lazy circles.
“Please, Camden,” she said in a voice that quivered as much as her body.
He was so torn. Something about her screamed vulnerable, and he didn’t do vulnerable just like he didn’t do women with strings attached. Gemmi wasn’t just a single string; she was the full ball, and he wanted the whole damned thing. The look in her eyes made her appear gun-shy. She was ready, and he was troubled, but not because she stood against his wall trembling and moaning for relief. Overeager and demanding—that was what he would call his need to fulfill her, and that scared the shit out of him.