Looking for some extra stuff on THE REASON I STAY? Well, you’ve come to the right place. Here you’ll find a collection of teasers and excerpts from my late summer release. 🙂
Official Teaser #1:
You want me to get you another beer?” I ask, my voice firm yet polite.
“No, I’m good. But . . .” I continue to stare at him, waiting for him to finish his sentence. But he doesn’t, he just looks at me and I look at him.
The frown smooths from his face, allowing me the first glimpse into his real features and holy mother of the sweet baby Jesus, he’s undoubtedly the most handsome man I’ve ever seen. He’s all sharp angles and undiluted rough perfection and it almost makes me forget what a huge asshole he is. Almost.
I have no idea how long I stay gazing at him, but he spends that entire time gazing at me as well and neither of us even blinks. That’s until I realize how stupid I look gawking at a man who was as mean to me as a man can be not ten minutes ago.
I close my eyes and shake my head. “But . . . ?” I repeat hoping he’ll finish his sentence so I can go away.
His brows pull together over his eyes, almost meeting in the middle. He blinks twice and moves one hand up to tuck a lock of his golden shaggy hair behind his ear. I’m dumbstruck because even his hair and his fingers are perfect in a very masculine imperfect way. I hate myself for allowing that line of thought to cross my mind.
“But thank you, Lexie,” he says simply and turns his gaze back to his plate.
For some unexplainable reason, a breath gets stuck in my throat which is, in my opinion, one of the most uncomfortable things that can happen to a person. To make matters worse, my voice when I say, “You’re welcome,” back to him is ridiculously shaky which is, in my opinion, another super uncomfortable thing that can happen to a person.
Annoyed at my reactions, and at the fact that out of all the rudeness this man has shown me in the past twenty minutes it was the sound of my own name that got me really pissed off, I turn around and walk away before he has a chance to turn his eyes to me and make my knees weak again. I’m not that kind of girl, and I’ll be damned if I let that happen again. All I need is a distraction, something to keep my mind calm and my wandering eyes and thoughts away from booth nine and the sexy doucheface sitting there.
Official Teaser #2:
I fist my hands in Matt’s wet hair as his hands slide down my waist to my barely covered bottom. Instinctively, my feet leave the sandy ground and wrap around his hips. The thin fabrics of his shorts can’t conceal the very substantial erection rubbing against me.
With long strides, he walks toward the shore and my house carrying and kissing me all the way. As soon as the porch door closes behind us, my feet touch the floor and Matt’s hands trace the contours of my body he knows so well by now. We walk towards my bedroom, kissing and leaving a trace of sand, salty water and wet garments on my floors. When we finally reach my bedroom, we’re both naked and panting.
Matt lifts me to the bed, finally breaking the kiss. Instead of joining me, he stands in front of me, gazing at my face and body like people gaze at rare works of art. The intensity in his eyes is such that I finally feel the moment like the tree feels the bloom of the flowers, the cloud feels the pour of the rain and the ocean feels the pull of the waves and just like I imagined it, it’s effortless.
“I’m so in love with you, Mathew.” The words spill out of my lips and the moment they do, Matt smiles the biggest and most glorious smile I’ve ever seen.
He finally kneels on the bed and lets his body cover mine, wet and hot and wonderful. His lips trace a line from my stomach to my chest to my neck until they finally reach the lobe of my ear.
“I know,” he whispers all smug and cocky and Matt, before we lose ourselves in a tangle of passionate kisses, intimate touches and unintelligible moans.
Official Teaser #3:
She smiles. “Not when it tastes like you. Then it’s mine.”
If I were to pick a soundtrack for me at this moment, it would be AC/DC’s “Hard as a Rock”. Fucking goddamned shit!
I pull her closer and kiss her chin. “What are you doing to me?”
“Hopefully the same that you’re doing to me,” she retorts.
And I kiss her again. I kiss her deep and hard and with more passion than I’ve ever kissed anyone in my life. This time, when we stop kissing I mimic her and fold my lip inside my mouth, hoping to taste a bit more of her. Her taste is there, but in all honesty, I prefer the real thing.
“Say that this is a date,” I ask—or, depending on the point of view, beg.
Like a bucket of cold water, she shakes her head. “No. . . not today . . . today is a test-drive, not a date.”
I sigh and bring my forehead to hers. “Why, Lexie? Why can’t today be a date?” She takes a deep breath and shakes her head again, frustrating me beyond measure. “Why do you keep resisting? First you didn’t like me and now you won’t date me. Why? What is so bad about me?”
Her eyes pop open, wide and nearly black from her dilated pupils. “It’s nothing bad. It’s just that this is Jolene, a small, Podunk town in Alabama that is worlds away from your life. It’s not realistic that you’d ever stay here and . . . and, I have Kodee. I won’t leave her, just like my uncle didn’t leave me.”
She takes a deep breath and I open my mouth to reply, but she places her index fingers over my lips and continues. “Also, I don’t like casual and you don’t do relationships, which means that whatever this is that could happen between us, it has heartbreak written all over it.”
Even though there’s absolutely nothing funny in what she just said, it makes me chuckle. She looks at me curiously and I kiss her index before removing it from my lips so I can explain.
“I’m not asking you to leave, I’d never do that. I admire the love and commitment you have for Kodee, I’d never take that away. Besides, as weird as it sounds, Jolene is growing on me and I’m beginning to realize that I don’t have anything in Seattle worth returning to.
“As for relationships, yes, I’ve never did them. But I’m the one asking, begging, for a date while you’re just being sexy and kissing me on the side.” A shy smile makes an appearance, tempting me to kiss her again. I don’t, because this conversation is important. “So as far as I know, my heart is the only one in line to be broken, and as crazy as it seems, I want to risk it. I really do, Lexie. I want it because I want to take you on dates and learn how to do all that relationship shit with you.”
- These have yet to be edited and therefore are subject to change.
- The content in this page belongs to Patty Maximini and is protected by copyright law.
- The photo teasers were created by JL Durfey.