Losing Romeo is out now! It’s available in Kindle, Nook, and paperback version! I’m so excited! So here’s the cover, information, and a few teasers & an excerpt. So basically ALL THE THINGS!
Excerpt:
Alternative music leaked out of the garage, vibrating
the windows. She thought about knocking, but decided Bryson wouldn’t hear it over the music anyway.
His back was to her, his attention
on the bike in front of him. His cap was on backward, and the muscles in his shoulders and arms flexed as he worked on the motorcycle.
Rosaline’s nerves frayed and
short-circuited, her wild mix of emotions colliding and making a mess of her insides. He seemed bigger than she remembered. Maybe it was being around the beach and guys in suits, but he looked more rugged, too. All manly and hot and…
Oh
my gosh, I can’t feel my legs. Sure she was about to tip, she steadied a hand on the doorframe, her bracelets rattling against it.
Bryson glanced over his shoulder. A
slow smile curved his lips, and her heart jumped into her throat. He dropped the tool in his hand and straightened. He strode toward her, then abruptly stopped about a foot too soon and looked down at his clothes. “I’m covered in grease.”
“I’m not worried about a little
grease.” She took a giant step forward and threw her arms around his neck.
His strong hands gripped her waist.
“I was worried you wouldn’t come back.”
“I had to fight for it, but I made
it. Then I worried I’d get here and you’d have changed your mind about me.”
“All I could think about was you.”
She ran her fingers through the hair
at the back of his neck. “I wanted to call, but the service on my Sleeping Beauty phone is so spotty.”
He flashed her the devastating grin,
the one that made her lose the ability to think straight, then leaned down and covered her mouth with his. |
Rachel M says
This sounds really fantastic and I hope to read it in the future. If you find yourself looking for reviewers, please don't hesitate to contact me at [email protected] because this looks like something I'd definitely review.
Hugs,
Rachel @ The Rest Is Still Unwritten