I’ve been asked to post an excerpt with Connor and Faith interacting, so here’s a mini one to get you by until the release on Monday. It’s getting so close! Yay!
When the
knocking came again, Faith padded to the door and swung it open. Connor stood
on the other side. He wore a light blue collared shirt with a police logo,
black pants, and a belt with all the bells and whistles, including a gun and
handcuffs.
knocking came again, Faith padded to the door and swung it open. Connor stood
on the other side. He wore a light blue collared shirt with a police logo,
black pants, and a belt with all the bells and whistles, including a gun and
handcuffs.
In other words, he looked like
uniformed police hotness, and she wasn’t entirely uninterested in being cuffed.
Wait. That’s a bad thought. I don’t mean it. She took him in again, her
throat suddenly dry. Well, she didn’t exactly not mean it, but she knew
better than to want it. Or something like that. She was still too asleep
to think clearly.
uniformed police hotness, and she wasn’t entirely uninterested in being cuffed.
Wait. That’s a bad thought. I don’t mean it. She took him in again, her
throat suddenly dry. Well, she didn’t exactly not mean it, but she knew
better than to want it. Or something like that. She was still too asleep
to think clearly.
Oh no. I can only imagine what I look
like. Not that it mattered, since his type was obviously women in general, but
she’d rather not be aware of the fact that her hair was sticking up on one
side. Or that she was wearing her worn- out I love carbs T-shirt. Especially
since it had holes in it. It probably looked like all the carbs in the house
were gone and she’d taken bites out of it in desperation.
like. Not that it mattered, since his type was obviously women in general, but
she’d rather not be aware of the fact that her hair was sticking up on one
side. Or that she was wearing her worn- out I love carbs T-shirt. Especially
since it had holes in it. It probably looked like all the carbs in the house
were gone and she’d taken bites out of it in desperation.
At least her shorts showed off her
legs. Maybe he could focus on that. Wait—when’s the last time I shaved?
legs. Maybe he could focus on that. Wait—when’s the last time I shaved?
“Morning,” Connor said, and she had the
unnerving feeling that he could read her every thought.
unnerving feeling that he could read her every thought.
She crossed her arms and squinted at
the bright outside light. “What are you doing here?”
the bright outside light. “What are you doing here?”
“Picking up your brother. We carpool.”
He shot her a way-too-perky smile. “In case you haven’t heard, it’s good for
the environment.”
He shot her a way-too-perky smile. “In case you haven’t heard, it’s good for
the environment.”
“I’ve… It’s… You… Ugh…” She ran
a hand over her face, most likely smearing yesterday’s makeup even more.
a hand over her face, most likely smearing yesterday’s makeup even more.
Connor stepped past her, his chest
brushing against her arm. “Wow, I’m disappointed, Blondie. You usually have
much better comebacks.”
brushing against her arm. “Wow, I’m disappointed, Blondie. You usually have
much better comebacks.”
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