by Raquel Lyon
Release Date: September 1st, 2013
Genre: New Adult, Romance
Amy’s love life sucks. At college, she thought she’d found the man of her dreams, but then she hadn’t planned on his brother’s sadistic intervention, and after that night, Amy’s life was never the same.
Deciding the only way to forget is to move on, she searches for comfort in the arms of other men, but the satisfaction she craves remains elusive.
No amount of one night stands can replace her lost love.
On a long awaited summer holiday, her sister hopes to change Amy’s luck, planning to find them both plenty of sexy fun on the hot summer nights.
Sadly, an unforeseen turn of events threatens to drive a wedge into their sisterly love.
Excerpt from Kiss the Tiger
by Raquel Lyon
The
I pressed
pause. “Who is it?”
“Manager.”
What? Why?
Had someone reported my drunken antics? Had Nessie not cleaned up my mess
properly and the maid had complained? Mum would love the excuse that we were
forced to go home because I got us thrown out of the hotel.
“Just a
minute.” I quickly tied a sarong around my bikini bottoms and opened the door,
mentally preparing an apology, and totally unprepared for the sight that met
me.
Casually
leaning with an elbow against the door jamb and one ankle crossed over the
other was a familiar figure. His dark head lifted with a crooked smile.
Our eyes
locked, and for one brief moment I was too shocked to speak. A warm tingling
radiated out from my chest, down my arms and legs, and my body weakened. What
was he doing here?
I managed to
find my voice. “Manager, huh?”
“Figured you
might not open up if you knew it was me.”
I’ll open anything you ask me to.
Josh’s eyes
flicked past my shoulders. “Are you alone?”
I nodded.
“Yes.”
“Can I come
in?”
I stepped
back on shaky legs, and he squeezed through the gap, brushing my arm with his
as he passed. His electric touch gave my nerves another jolt.
He walked
over to the balcony access and slid it shut. “Are you going to close the door?”
Hadn’t he
just done that? I faltered for a second before realising what I was holding.
“Oh. Yeah. Right.” I let go of the handle. The door latch caught, and I leaned
back against the fire notice. I needed to sit down before my legs gave way, but
the only place to sit was the bed, and as much as I wanted to, I couldn’t go
there. He might get the wrong idea. So I went to the dressing table and perched
on the edge, hoping it was strong enough to support me. An uncomfortable
silence ensued.
Josh stared
leisurely through the glass at the view, and I stared at him. The white cotton
of his T-shirt was fitted enough to show the contours of his muscular back, and
his hands in the pockets of his beige, linen shorts stretched the material
tight across his buttocks. My mouth went dry with an overwhelming need to touch
him. I couldn’t believe he was here, in my bedroom. If I’d fallen asleep again,
and was dreaming it all, I didn’t want to wake up.
Finally he
spoke. “You stood me up.”
“I wouldn’t
say that.”
“Okay, walked
out on me.”
“Yeah.”
“Girls don’t
do that.”
I bet they don’t. “Did I dent your
pride?”
He swung
around, and with two slow, purposeful strides, he was standing in front of me,
his nose six inches from my face. “No.” He angled his head. “I understand why
you left. It was a shock for me too.”
I struggled
to keep my breath even. “It was?”
“You were the
last girl I expected to see.”
“Sorry to
disappoint.” Why was I smart mouthing him when he’d done nothing to deserve it?
His lips
curved into a smile. I’d never noticed his dimples before, but then I’d never
been lucky enough to see them this close. “I wasn’t disappointed,” he said.
“Really?
You’re not pissed you didn’t get the quick leg-over you were expecting?” Shut up, Amy, before your mouth ruins
everything.
His eyes fell
to my cleavage. “That’s Jacko, not me.”
The way he
was undressing me with his eyes said otherwise.
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