Sex changes
everything.
And love can turn
into an enemy…
Mitch Abrams, the
bassist for the popular rock band Generation Rejects, has been in
love with Gracie Cook for years. But Gracie, a complicated girl with
a lot of baggage, was too blind to see how she felt about the man who
had always stood by her.
Until one night
of passion brought them closer than they had ever been before.
Feeling off
balance and out of control, Gracie does the only thing a girl with
self-destructive tendencies can do: end things with Mitch before they
can really begin.
So Mitch moves
on. With his band, his friends, and a new girlfriend.
Yet he can’t
seem to forget about the girl who threw his heart away.
Gracie, who is
still struggling to build a life after crashing to the bottom, finds
it hard to forget about her one night with Mitch. And even as she
tries to convince herself it was only sex, her heart knows
differently.
But life is full
of chances and desperate moments. And when Mitch and Gracie are
thrown back into each other’s lives, will they seize at the
opportunity to do things right?
Or will the rock
star and the less than ordinary girl crash and burn?
“We
keep bumping into each other, it seems,” she laughed. The wind was
strong and her blonde hair blew into her eyes. She made a face and
pulled the strands out of her mouth.
“The
fun of living in a small town,” I said. I noticed that she was
dressed in tailored black slacks and a cream silk blouse that molded
to her breasts. The neck dipped into a modest V. It didn’t reveal
anything really. Just the slight hint of cleavage. It certainly
wasn’t anything most men would have fixated on. But it was Gracie.
And I was Mitch. So I couldn’t help myself from staring at the
smooth skin of her chest.
She
lifted her hair and draped it over her shoulder, revealing the long,
graceful curve of her neck.
She
tasted like strawberries and sweat. My tongue glided up the column of
her throat and I wanted to devour her.
All
of her.
She
moaned deep and low in the back of her throat. I lifted her leg and
hitched it over my hip. She was just the right angle to go deep. I
slid inside of her again. Even though I had just come, I was already
hard for her again. She was wet, so fucking wet. There was no
resistance as I thrust into her.
“Mitch,”
she whispered, her voice raw, her eyes needy. I covered her mouth
with mine as I buried myself to the hilt inside of her perfect, wet
warmth.
She
repeated my name over and over as I began to move my hips. She rose
up to meet each push. It was a litany. A prayer. We came together.
Together.
Always
together.
“Hello.
Earth to Mitch,” Gracie called out, wiggling her fingers in front
of my face.
Damn.
I had a hard on. This was the problem with looking at her. Blue balls
and mortification.
“Sorry,
my mind’s somewhere else.” I blinked a few times and tried to
think of dead kittens and naked grandmas. Anything to get rid of the
straining bulge in my pants.
To be confirmed
The
New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of Contemporary and
Paranormal romance including The Find You in the Dark and Bad Rep
series as well as the upcoming stand alone romance, Reclaiming the
Sand, and a dark new adult series for Gallery Books.
A.
Meredith spent ten years as a counselor for at risk teens and
children. First working at a Domestic Violence/Sexual Assault program
and then later a program for children with severe emotional and
mental health issues. Her former clients and their stories continue
to influence every aspect of her writing.
When not writing
(or being tortured with all manner of beauty products at the hand of
her very imaginative and extremely girly daughter), she is eating
chocolate, watching reality television that could rot your brain and
reading a smutty novel or two.
A. Meredith is represented
by Michelle Johnson with the Inklings Literary Agency.
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