Incinerate (Explosive #2)
Tessa Teevan
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Release Date: February 18, 2014
Cover Design: Wicked by Design
Cover Model: Joshua Saari
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Synopsis
When Knox Wellington opens
the door to Charlie Davenport, he's not expecting the fiery brunette with
whiskey colored eyes and a feisty personality. Sparks fly immediately, even
though their initial meeting is nothing but hostile. Their chemistry is
undeniable, but the chip on Knox's shoulder threatens to destroy any hope of
him wooing the sweet, southern volunteer sent to help with his rehabilitation.
Little does he know she's no Southern Belle, as she gives as good as she can take. As unexpected circumstances push them closer together, heads butt, patience is tested, and flames ignite as they dance around their mutual attraction, both of them jaded from broken pasts.
They've both been burned before, so when their feelings of lust, desire, and wanting are inflamed in the heat of the moment, will they finally be able to get over the pain of the past or will their relationship be reduced to ashes before it can ever really begin?
Little does he know she's no Southern Belle, as she gives as good as she can take. As unexpected circumstances push them closer together, heads butt, patience is tested, and flames ignite as they dance around their mutual attraction, both of them jaded from broken pasts.
They've both been burned before, so when their feelings of lust, desire, and wanting are inflamed in the heat of the moment, will they finally be able to get over the pain of the past or will their relationship be reduced to ashes before it can ever really begin?
*While this book is a standalone, characters from Ignite, book 1, will appear in Knox's story.
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Excerpt
Following after
her, I find her bent over in front of the refrigerator holding the door open
and staring at the contents inside. The way her ass is sticking out unleashes
something inside me, and I go semi-hard just from watching her. I instantly
feel the need to show her that I’m not some weak, damaged man. I walk up behind
her and grab her by the waist, turning her around. Kicking the door shut behind
me, I push her to the island, and if I thought I could get away with it, I’d be
pressing myself up against so she could feel what she’s doing to me. She’s
staring up at me with confusion in her big, brown eyes, and I wonder what the
hell I’m doing.
“Hop
up,” I tell her, and she complies immediately, surprising me by not fighting
it.
I
place my hands on her knees, spreading them and stepping closer to her so my
hips are between her legs. As best as I can, I take a hold each one and wrap
them around my waist, and she involuntarily tightens them around my middle,
although her ass is still firmly planted on the counter. This isn’t how I
imagined her legs wrapped around me for the first time, but I can’t deny that I
don’t love the feel of her gripping my waist tightly.
“Arms
around my neck, Charlie.” The confused expression on her face deepens, but she
does as she’s told.
“What
are you doing, Knox?” she asks, looking up at me, her face only inches from
mine.
Swallowing
hard, I ignore her question and bring my forehead to hers. “Just do this for
me, okay? Don’t fight me on it. Just this once. I need to do this.”
She
nods, and I’m not sure she knows what to expect, confirming it when I pull her
off the counter. Gasping, she starts to struggle, and I have to brace myself
against the counter to keep from falling. Jesus, this woman is so damn defiant,
and it can be both sexy as hell and annoyingly irritating.
“Knox,
what the hell?! Put me down!”
Fuck,
I know I should probably listen to her, but I’ve gotten to this point and I’m
not stopping until I can prove to myself that I haven’t completely lost all of
my strength. She’s not exactly heavy, but her struggling is making it difficult
to keep my one good arm around her as I make my way down the hallway, heading
into the guest bedroom. Somewhere along the way she stops struggling,
apparently having given up and figuring that it’s just easier to let me do
this.
I’m
slightly out of breath by the time I get to her bed, and I’m more than happy to
release her from my arms. Relief washes over me when she plops on the bed,
bouncing once. Whether the relief is from having been able to do it or from
having freed myself of her weight. Either way, I’m fucking ecstatic, and even
though I’m breathing heavy, it was a small victory for me and my bruised ego.
I
begin backing away from her because I know the verbal assault is coming, and I
don’t blame her, but I don’t regret it.
Ignite (Explosive #1)
About the
Author
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I'm a twenty six year old book junkie who
is also obsessed with sports. Bengals, Buckeyes, Reds are my teams! I work for
the government during the day, hang out with Air National Guard on the
weekends, and have been married to my own book boyfriend for over seven years.
We currently live right outside of Dayton, OH with our two cats.
If I’m not writing or looking through tons
of photos of hot men, all in the name of research, then you can probably find me
curled up with my Kindle, ignoring the rest of the world. I love my sports
almost as much as I love my books. My other obsessions include red wine, hot
men, country music, and all things Grace Potter.
I LOVE to hear from readers, so please
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