Synopsis:
Shy.
Intelligent.
Naive.
Statistic.
Raine Forester was an average girl leading an average life. She slipped beneath everyone's radar, until Camron Moss, the most popular guy in school, took interest in her and changed everything.
Some acts are unforgivable.
Raine thought she'd been accepted. She thought she was one of them. She thought she was in love... until one moment made her realize she'd trusted the wrong person. Lies are told, hearts get broken, secrets are revealed, and sometimes, true love is found in the least likely places.
Excerpt:
Thanks to the dreams
dogging him every night for the past week, his mind was filled with pictures of
Raine. All kinds of dirty, inappropriate thoughts, like what would she taste
like if he licked her between her thighs? What would she sound like in the
throes of an orgasm? The sound of his name, high and keening, when he walked
into the kitchen and caught her by surprise had him hard all over again.
If she knew the kind of
thoughts that ran through his head every time he looked at her, no doubt it
would get him slapped in the face. Or worse. He needed to come home for another
Raine fix.
She was becoming an
addiction. One that he needed to kick before it spun out of control, but he
just couldn’t seem to help himself.
Imagine his shock when
he’d walked through the door, expecting… well, he didn’t know what he was
expecting exactly, but it wasn’t that.
What the hell was she
doing, sitting in the middle of the kitchen with her robe gaping open? Was it
on purpose? Did she hear him pull in and decide to give him an eyeful?
Camron’s warning rose up
in his head, giving him pause.
Could Raine really be the
kind of girl his brother claimed she was? Was she playing him?
The thought angered him.
He wasn’t someone to be played, and he’d be damned if he walked blindly into a
trap. If she was up to something, he planned to get to the bottom of it.
Shutting off the water,
Jarret snapped the towel off the rack and wrapped it around his waist. His
focus was no longer on what he couldn’t have, but what he would have. If Raine
was playing, then she was about to get beat at her own game.
He found her in the
kitchen in the exact spot he’d left her. She had her head bent down and her
hands in her lap. Hearing him approach, she jerked her head up, her brows
furrowing as he marched toward her. Her eyes skated over him, taking in the
towel tied around his hips and the water still clinging to his skin.
It was a quick appraisal
that filled those brown eyes of hers with heat and him with satisfaction.
“Why are you here,
really?” he asked, his tone brooking no argument. He wanted answers, and he was
going to get them.
“What?” Confusion laced
her tone, adding to the air of innocence that clung to her, but it could just
be another layer to her game. “You brought me here. You made me come.”
“Not yet I haven’t.” His
eyes narrowed as he stopped in front of her, her knees pressing into the fronts
of his thighs. Looking uncomfortable, she tried to scoot back, but he refused
to give her an inch. Leaning over her, Jarret held her gaze captive. “You
argued about living with me. An hour ago, you asked me to take you home. I’m
wondering why you don’t fight harder. If you really didn’t want to be here, you
wouldn’t be. So, I’ll ask you again, why are you really here?”
Lips parting, Raine
choked on her words. “I…don’t know what to say,” she said finally.
“How about the truth.”
She studied him for one
long, silent moment. “No one’s ever helped me before. I don’t know how to take
it, but I…” She looked away briefly, and when her eyes came back to his, they
were wide and pleading. “I need it. And I like being with you.” Those last
words were spoken in a whisper, almost as if she didn’t want him to hear them.
But he did.
And they gave him so much
pleasure, he couldn’t help himself. Despite their connection to each other,
he’d made up his mind. Not allowing himself time to think, Jarret grabbed ahold
of her face and kissed her.
About the Author
She lives in the Northwest with her husband, their wild children, and far too many pets. As a university student, she studies literature, which goes well with her dream of becoming an editor. Brandi entertains a number of hobbies including reading and photography, but her first love is writing fiction-in all its forms.
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