Synopsis
Bree
Murphy is stuck.
As
only a teenager, she was thrown into the matriarch of her
Irish-Catholic family after the tragic death of her mother. Between
playing mom and her job at the mixed martial arts gym, she has no
time for a social life…or any life for that matter. Now in her
early twenties, she is ready to break out of the dull and boring life
that she has been living in. It’s time for change…
A new
Bree.
Drew
Dougherty is the same.
He’s
stuck, but fighting a different battle…an internal one. The
memories and secrets of the day he lost both of his parents still
haunts him, eating at him day in and day out, causing him to cope in
the only way he knows how to.
Fighting.
But,
what happens when these two worlds collide? Will they be able to
fight together as one until the end or will their love be…
Excerpt
My
heart raced, my palms grew sweaty, my skin felt flushed, and my
breathing sped up. I let my tongue graze over my lips to wet them,
and apparently that was invitation enough. His eyes immediately
dropped to my mouth. Drew started to slowly lean in towards me,
closing the distance between us, never releasing my face from his
hold. Everything moved in slow motion and I knew this was the moment
of our first kiss.
Suddenly, out of nowhere, the sky opened up
and it started raining. Not raining, pouring! Everyone around us (of
whom I’d been unaware for the last hour) scattered like ants and we
stood to run for cover with the rest of the crowd. People were
frantic and crazy, squealing and sprinting for cover, bumping into us
left and right. Drew grabbed my hand and pulled me with him, jogging
away from the chaos in the rain. We were running in the street along
the inter-coastal, in the direction of the gym a few blocks away.
Already drenched, we laughed at each other, stepping in puddles and
pulling each other back and forth to dodge others in our path. It
felt like we were children, being playful and having fun with it,
because what else could you do
at that point?
When the rain picked
up, we were still a good four blocks from the gym. Drew suddenly
stopped jogging in front of me and turned around to face me, a look
of intensity and determination in his expression. I almost couldn't
stop in time and nearly crashed into his chest. He grabbed my face
with both of his strong, masculine hands and looked at me like I was
a giant piece of chocolate cake and he was starving. For two seconds
he stared at me. Four seconds. Six seconds. All the while standing in
the middle of the street in the pouring rain. And then his lips
crashed into mine. His lips were firm at first but immediately
softened. He licked my lower lip, tasting me, enticing me to open for
him and I couldn't dream of doing anything in that moment but exactly
whatever he wanted me to do. I opened my lips slowly to invite him in
and our tongues touched each other, playfully at first and then with
purpose. They danced together in perfect synchronized harmony like a
beautiful Viennese waltz. The waltz turned into an angry paso doble,
full of passion and angst. He kissed me with urgency, like he
couldn't get enough, but not with haste. He was savoring me,
cherishing me. My hair stuck to my face, slick with wetness from the
rain, my dress clinging to my body, soaked all the way to my
underwear, but I didn't want to move. Our hands were all over the
place, grabbing each other anywhere, everywhere. He held my face with
one hand and reached around to the small of my back to pull me in
closer to him. The substantial, hard bulge between us confirmed how
much I was affecting him. I felt my core twitch and throb with a need
that I’d never felt before. My romance novels were finally right
about something—this aching and throbbing stuff was legit. I didn't
want to stop feeling it. I didn't ever want to stop.
Our mouths separated
and I tried to take a deep breath, but he moved his mouth down to my
throat and neck, kissing and licking, lapping up the raindrops from
my skin, and I couldn't possibly catch my breath with him doing that.
I suddenly realized where we were still outside, still in the wide
open, still in the rain. He must’ve felt me stiffen, because he
brought his eyes up to mine and smiled.
"Let's
get you out of the rain," he said, and we started jogging
towards the gym again.
Author
Bio:
I
am a mother to a beautiful five year old daughter and a wife to my
best friend. Being a labor and delivery nurse three nights a week
pays the bills but I have recently decided to take my hobby of
writing to the next level. Living in Florida where I was born
and raised allows me to hear the waves and stick my toes in the sand
whenever I want, which is vital to my emotional well-being.
Completely and absolutely obsessed with good music, the lifeline to
my creativity, I cannot and will not write without it. Some things
that I appreciate are honesty but not cruelty, an unapologetic sense
of humor, being able to make any situation fun, often dancing like no
one is watching, and a good cup of coffee with enough creamer to make
it blonde.
Being
an astute people watcher with a judgmental mind gives me constant
inspiration for my stories. My characters, like many authors, are
conceived from a hodgepodge of actual people in my life, unique
personality traits, real world encounters, and conversations that I
have directly taken part in. Totaled is my debut novel with many more
to come.
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