Synopsis
When your past threatens to destroy your future; how long will you hang on
before Letting Go?
Cassidy Charles is picking up the pieces of her life after another terrible
tragedy. The last thing she's looking
for is love. James bursting back into
her life is the last thing she expected, but possibly everything she
needs. She can’t deny the attraction,
but can she get past the fact that he may be the reason she’s lost so
much? He opens up a whole new world to
her that she’s only dreamed about and that she easily falls into. As a result, her relationship with him
reveals secrets from her past she thought were long forgotten.
James Benedict III, local playboy and successful real estate investor
hasn’t stopped thinking about her since that fateful night all those months
ago. He has her back in his life, but
for how long? Forever if he has anything
to say about it. As more and more
secrets from her past are revealed, his own demons and tragedies loom overhead
threatening to destroy everything he's built and done for her. He wants her in his life, but because of him
her world comes tumbling down, again.
Will they discover that the love they have is strong enough to survive
everything and everyone trying to tear them apart before it’s too late?
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Teaser #1
“Cassidy, I’d like to take you to dinner.”
I choke on my cappuccino and start coughing uncontrollably. He stands up and comes back with a bottle of
water. He hands me the water as I’m
getting my bearings back. “Is it that
shocking that I’d ask you to dinner?”
I’m a little dumbstruck. “Um, well,
I just, I…”
He sits down next to me, places the bottle of water he just gave me on the
table and takes my hands in his.
“Cassidy, I know you felt it all those months ago. I felt it too and I still do. A day hasn’t passed that you haven’t crossed
my mind. There’s something here,” he
motions between our bodies.
I’m looking at our hands and it’s there; the electricity. I look up at him and a shudder has me rolling
my shoulders, my heart starts racing and I clench my thighs together trying to
subdue the throb between them. Before I
can say a word he’s leaning in and tucking a loose piece of hair behind my ear. He cups my face and gently touches my lips
with his own.
How many times have I fantasized about this very moment? A million, at least. I accept his kiss knowing that if Cecily
finds out I’ll probably get canned. Both
of his hands are on my face now. His
lips are gentle and feel better than I ever dreamed. I mold my lips to his and inhale his sweet
breath. His tongue gently runs across my
upper lip. I slide closer to him and place
my hands on his lapels. Our tongues
begin a torrid dance that has my entire body standing at attention. It’s a kiss I’ll never forget and one I never
want to end.
I work my hands up his neck and to the tie holding his hair and can’t
resist removing it. I’ve been dying to
run my hands through his hair since that first night I saw him. He encourages me with a groan and starts
kissing my jaw and works his way back to my ear.
“James…we should stop,” but my actions betray my words as I drag his mouth
back to mine.
“Shut up, Cassidy.”
Before I know it he pulls me into his lap.
I’m not sure how he managed it. His
hand is on my hip and I can feel his erection straining against my thigh. I feel my own hair fall from its tie, and
he’s tugging on it gently. It feels
wonderful and I’m moaning into his mouth.
I’m barely aware of my phone ringing.
I slowly pull my face away from his.
“Shit. I have to get that.”
“Cassidy, let it ring.”
“It could be Cecily,” I plead as I try to slide off his lap. I echo his groan of disapproval. I remain on his lap and strain to grab my
phone. I look at the number and I don’t
recognize it. I send it to
voicemail. “I don’t know the
number. If it’s important they’ll leave
a message.”
I toss the phone down on the couch beside us. I feel his arms tighten around me. I need to get closer to him so I reposition
myself. I straddle his lap as his mouth
assaults mine. I help him out of his
jacket as he starts fumbling with the buttons on my blouse. He rolls his hips and hits my core just right
and my stomach drops. I moan into his
mouth and pull his shirt out of his pants.
“You like that,” he whispers in my mouth as he continues rolling and
grinding his hips into me. I’m clinging
to him now and sucking his ear. “You’re
making me wild Cassidy.”
“Oh God, I’ve dreamed of this, of you for so long.”
“Fucking hell, I’m so sorry.” We’ve
been caught in the act.
Red-handed.
I jump off his lap and he’s up almost as quick and is shielding me with his
body. I peek around his shoulder and see
Lena and a security guard standing in the doorway.
Teaser #2
I’m slowly coming to and dawn hasn’t quite made its arrival yet. Slowly everything from the night before comes
back to me. His arm is around me and
he’s cradling me to his chest. The
warmth is almost insufferable. I turn my
head and he’s dead asleep. I’m suddenly
overcome with panic and decide I have to get out of here. I creep out of the hold of his stellar body
and get off the bed with ease. I don’t
want to risk waking him so I just grab my dress and shoes and make my way out
of his room and down the stairs. I find
my purse on the kitchen island and head for the door.
“Cassidy!”
I nearly scream I’m so startled. I
rush to the door, open it and tip toe thru it for it to slam shut. I run full force down the hall in nothing but
his t-shirt with my arms full of my dress, shoes and purse. I fumble with my key and finally get into my room. My door closes and I swear I hear another,
“Cassidy!” booming down the hall.
“Shit, shit, shit.” Why am I running
from him?
I throw my dress and shoes to the floor and sink down the door. My knees are pulled to my chest and I’m
resting my head on them when I feel my door shake like a gorilla is pounding
it. Bang, bang, bang! My entire body vibrates against the force of
him hitting the door.
“Cassidy, I know you’re in there.
Please open up.”
I push myself up the door and sigh.
I don’t know what to say to him.
“Go away!”
“Cassidy Charles open this door. You
can’t run from me forever.”
“Yes I can!” This is
ridiculous. We’re acting like twelve
year olds.
“Don’t make me call hotel security!
You let me in or I’ll let myself in.”
He wouldn’t dare, would he? I decide
to face him. I open the door yelling at
him, “You wouldn’t dare!”
He’s on me instantly. I don’t even
have a moment to take in his appearance.
His arms are around my back and he lifts me off the floor. He sets me on the kitchen island.
“Why did you leave? You scared
me.” He’s holding my face in his hands. “Cassidy, look at me. You can’t deny the attraction between
us. It was there all those months ago
and it’s still here.”
There is so much emotion surrounding my thoughts and feelings for him. I was attracted to him like a fish to water
the first time I saw him. And then it
all went to shit in one night. I look in
his eyes and they’re full of concern.
“I’m scared of what I feel when I’m around you. You scare the hell out of me.” He looks stricken and drops his hands from my
face. “Not afraid of you, afraid of
this,” I wave my hand between us. “I’ve
never been so drawn to someone. And you
left me that horrible night without a word.
I didn’t know what to think. And
then you were arrested and I couldn’t process it.”
He pulls me to him and starts talking into my hair. “Baby, I didn’t leave you that night. I never wanted to leave you. I came back with our coffee and I saw you with
a cop. He was holding you and I got the
wrong impression.”
“Wait, what?! Calvin, you thought I
was with…” I’m crying and laughing at
the same time. “Calvin is my
brother.” I push away from him just
enough to look at him.
He’s wiping my tears and says, “I know, I found out a few days later when
they were questioning me.” He must feel
me stiffen. “Cassidy, the charges were
dropped. You know that right?” I nod my answer and he embraces me
again. “I promise you I had nothing to
do with what happened that night.”
“I spent months trying to hate you so I could get over you, but I couldn’t
and I never even had you.”
“Baby, you had me, you have me still.
Last night was just confirmation Cassidy.”
Author Bio
I’m a stay-at-home mom with four young children and one extremely
supportive husband. We’ve been married
for nine years and reside in Highland, Michigan.
I've dreamed of writing romance novels since I was little. After having
baby #4, who may or may not have been fathered by Christian Grey, I decided it
was time to pursue my dreams.
When I'm not volunteering at the schools of my children, running to various
appointments, enjoying time with my friends and my book club, dating my
husband, or avoiding cleaning my house, I'm writing!
I love music and believe that books and music can't exist without the
other. My goal is for you to read more
than a good book, but for you to have an experience!
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