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Genre:
New Adult
Contemporary Romance
Publish Date:
July 28, 2015
Publisher:
Entangled Embrace
Synopsis:
Armed with her besties an embarrassing number of shots, and her list of 10 Wild Things To Do Before Adulthood, recent grad Cameron Lawson is partying it up before she starts her dream job at New York's biggest ad agency. Her last task? Hook up with a random guy. And while it's so not her style, the super-sexy guy sitting next to her is definitely game. No names. No details.
At least, that was the plan.
On her first day of work, Cameron discovers her hook-up is none other than Aidan Truitt--her new boss's boss. Talk about failing the "no fraternizing with coworkers" policy on an epic level. Especially when Aidan makes it clear their one night was only the beginning. Falling for him could cost her everything, but sometimes the only way to get what you want is by breaking a few rules...
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Deleted Scene
I took one long look at Mr. Confident again. “You know, I was hoping to run into you.”
“You were, huh?” he said, his voice low and oh so sexy.
“I…Yes.” I stared at him, wondering why the lights were making everything so blurry, and then suddenly out of the corner of my eye I caught sight of Grace, her face inches from a guy and victory, and I knew I had to act fast. “Look, I sort of need a favor.”
His eyebrow lifted again. “A favor?”
“I need you to kiss me.” Were my words slurring?
Both eyebrows lifted this time, his mouth open to respond, but there wasn’t time for him to comply. This was right now, this moment, win or lose, and I planned to take home the gold. “Just…” And then before I could chicken out, I leaned in, my eyes closing, my lips puckered, but my mouth never quite made it to his. I pushed a bit harder, sure that I’d just misjudged my lean, when he began to laugh. Loudly.
My eyes flew open to find him shaking, literally shaking, he was laughing so hard. I jerked from his grasp, nearly losing my balance. “What is your problem?”
He tried to rein in his laughter, but the smile remained. His eyes squinted, a sense of familiarity there. Like he was talking to a friend, but we’d never met. “Look, you’re cute…but this isn’t happening.” Those deep brown eyes rooted me to the spot. “Why don’t I grab you a cab?”
My cheeks flamed as his words sunk in, knocking the wind out of me. Cute? Not happening? I forced myself to hold his gaze, to keep the last bit of my dignity from slipping through one of the cracks in the floor. I’d never been called cute in my life.
“What’s your name, anyway?” I asked, unable to hide my frustration.
He smiled again. “You don’t give up easily, do you?”
“It’s just a kiss.” Even through my slight drunkenness, I could feel my face burning. God, I was going to kill Grace and Lauren for doing this to me.
“There’s no such thing as just a kiss. It’s personal.” His gaze dropped down to my lips. “More personal than something you do with some nameless guy in a bar.”
My insides coiled at his words, at the way he seemed to know this wasn’t me and was calling me out on it. “Yet you’re still standing here.”
He swallowed, and I knew that despite his words, he was tempted. “That I am.” His eyes swept over me again, leaving a warm trail in their wake. A shiver ran down my back, my entire body drawn to him, despite his rejection, despite my dignity. It’d been a long time since a look alone caused me to buzz with such need. He leaned in closer to my ear, his breath dancing down my neck, and for a moment I forgot about the contest, all focus on this moment, this man, when he whispered, “But it’s still not happening.”
“You were, huh?” he said, his voice low and oh so sexy.
“I…Yes.” I stared at him, wondering why the lights were making everything so blurry, and then suddenly out of the corner of my eye I caught sight of Grace, her face inches from a guy and victory, and I knew I had to act fast. “Look, I sort of need a favor.”
His eyebrow lifted again. “A favor?”
“I need you to kiss me.” Were my words slurring?
Both eyebrows lifted this time, his mouth open to respond, but there wasn’t time for him to comply. This was right now, this moment, win or lose, and I planned to take home the gold. “Just…” And then before I could chicken out, I leaned in, my eyes closing, my lips puckered, but my mouth never quite made it to his. I pushed a bit harder, sure that I’d just misjudged my lean, when he began to laugh. Loudly.
My eyes flew open to find him shaking, literally shaking, he was laughing so hard. I jerked from his grasp, nearly losing my balance. “What is your problem?”
He tried to rein in his laughter, but the smile remained. His eyes squinted, a sense of familiarity there. Like he was talking to a friend, but we’d never met. “Look, you’re cute…but this isn’t happening.” Those deep brown eyes rooted me to the spot. “Why don’t I grab you a cab?”
My cheeks flamed as his words sunk in, knocking the wind out of me. Cute? Not happening? I forced myself to hold his gaze, to keep the last bit of my dignity from slipping through one of the cracks in the floor. I’d never been called cute in my life.
“What’s your name, anyway?” I asked, unable to hide my frustration.
He smiled again. “You don’t give up easily, do you?”
“It’s just a kiss.” Even through my slight drunkenness, I could feel my face burning. God, I was going to kill Grace and Lauren for doing this to me.
“There’s no such thing as just a kiss. It’s personal.” His gaze dropped down to my lips. “More personal than something you do with some nameless guy in a bar.”
My insides coiled at his words, at the way he seemed to know this wasn’t me and was calling me out on it. “Yet you’re still standing here.”
He swallowed, and I knew that despite his words, he was tempted. “That I am.” His eyes swept over me again, leaving a warm trail in their wake. A shiver ran down my back, my entire body drawn to him, despite his rejection, despite my dignity. It’d been a long time since a look alone caused me to buzz with such need. He leaned in closer to my ear, his breath dancing down my neck, and for a moment I forgot about the contest, all focus on this moment, this man, when he whispered, “But it’s still not happening.”
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**About the Author**
Melissa West writes heartfelt Southern romance and teen sci-fi romance, all with lots of kissing. Because who doesn't like kissing? She lives outside of Atlanta, GA with her husband and two daughters and spends most of her time writing, reading, or fueling her coffee addiction.
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