Publication date: December 2nd 2014
Genres: New Adult, Romance
*Story contains explicit/steamy scenes that are intended for mature readers.
**All books in C.J. Lake’s Attraction Series are standalone novels with NO cliffhangers.
It was supposed to be a simple job. A favor for a friend, nothing complicated. But that was before I realized who Emma was. I knew I wasn’t imagining the tension between us–still there and getting stronger every second. She wanted to keep things professional now. I suppose we’d have to try–because if we gave in…once would never be enough…
I never thought I’d see Matt Winter again, and now here he was. Working on my house! Making me nervous, flustered, and almost breathless. Disarming me and making me feel things I haven’t even considered since my husband died four years ago. No, I don’t want to want him. My life was in order before he came, and I’m leaving Boston anyway. Forget Matt. It’s the only logical option. So…why can’t I stay away from him?
**All books in C.J. Lake’s Attraction Series are standalone novels with NO cliffhangers.
It was supposed to be a simple job. A favor for a friend, nothing complicated. But that was before I realized who Emma was. I knew I wasn’t imagining the tension between us–still there and getting stronger every second. She wanted to keep things professional now. I suppose we’d have to try–because if we gave in…once would never be enough…
I never thought I’d see Matt Winter again, and now here he was. Working on my house! Making me nervous, flustered, and almost breathless. Disarming me and making me feel things I haven’t even considered since my husband died four years ago. No, I don’t want to want him. My life was in order before he came, and I’m leaving Boston anyway. Forget Matt. It’s the only logical option. So…why can’t I stay away from him?
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AUTHOR BIO
C.J. Lake is a storyteller who is passionate about art, surfing, and skiing/snowboarding. Residing near the coast of Massachusetts, C.J. is working on a new book that will feature Tragan Barrett's friend, Matt Winter. Readers can get in touch via email (writercjlake@gmail.com), or follow C.J. on Twitter @brightbluesurf.
Excerpt:
“All right, honest conversation,” she said after a moment
that was quiet, but rife with tension. “Yes. I was flirting
with you in the store--but only because I never thought I’d see you again.”
“You never wanted to see me
again?” He sounded somewhere between incredulous and insulted.
“Damn, Emma!”
“No, no,” she clarified, rapidly
shaking her head, “this is coming out wrong. I just meant I thought you
were a random handsome guy with a hot body, end of story.”
Every male impulse in him intensified
when he heard those words. Handsome? Hot body? This was
definitely going to happen.
“I never knew you’d end up working at
my house…and driving me crazy everyday,” Emma mumbled partly under her
breath. Still, Matt heard every word. And he was itching to grab
her.
He stepped closer--close enough for
their bodies to touch. Finally. His cock stiffened as his
chest grazed Emma’s back. “Driving you crazy?” Matt repeated, bringing
his mouth closer to her ear. “Here I thought I was being nice all this
time.”
She let out an unsteady breath.
“You know what I mean.”
“No,” he said, his voice low and urgent
as his hands slid onto her waist. “Explain it to me.”
Already he felt the sexual tension
burning between them; what would it be like once he kissed her? She had
to feel it, too. Though she still stubbornly had her back to him, she
hadn’t moved away, not even a centimeter.
When she spoke, her voice was a soft,
breathy sort of whisper that sounded as aroused as he felt. “I admit I find
you…attractive…”
“Mmm-hmm,” he murmured, tugging her
lower body against his as he leaned down to nuzzle her neck.
Softly, Emma gasped, before continuing,
“But…since I’m moving in just a couple weeks, there’s no point
to…anything…” She let out a tiny little moan when Matt grazed her neck
with his teeth. “I-I hope you understand.”
“I understand perfectly,” he said, his
mouth against her ear. “You’re attracted to me,” he recapped, skipping
the rest of what she’d said.
“But--”
“And I’m deeply attracted to you,” he
murmured, as he tightened his grip on her waist and nudged her bottom with his
cock. When Emma moaned again, Matt seized the opportunity. He slid
a hand into her hair and angled her head toward him, urging her to turn around.
“Matt, please…” she implored,
half-turned, her greenish eyes looking almost troubled as she gazed up into his
face.
Pausing, he tried to regain his
sanity. Obviously he’d never want to push Emma into something she didn’t
want. “Are you saying you don’t want me to kiss you right now?” he asked.
“What I want doesn’t matter.”
“Like hell it doesn’t,” he nearly
snapped. Why was she making this so complicated?
“It’s part of being an adult,” Emma
said, casting her eyes down, her voice faint. “We can’t always have what
we want. That’s life.”
“Believe me, I know that,” Matt told
her. “If I could have what I want, then we wouldn’t be having this
conversation--I would’ve been kissing you all this time. I would be doing
the crossword puzzle with you every morning. I would be fixing that
screwed-up weather-stripping, just so you’d be warm. I would grab you and
pull you onto my lap…” With her eyes widening, Emma’s mouth fell open, as
Matt dipped his head lower and finished, “If I could have what I want, then I’d
already be running my hands inside your panties right now.”
“Matt…” she whispered helplessly, wetting her lips as
her face rose to meet his.
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