I’m so excited about the upcoming release of Good Girls Don’t (Everly Brothers #2) on November 17th! Just for fun, I thought I’d include a little snippet from James and Lyssa’s first meeting. Read on for more! 🙂
Good girls don’t do one-night stands…
If there’s one thing Lyssa Rivera knows, it’s that good girls don’t do one-night stands. But it only takes a few hours in the company of sexy businessman, James Everly, to change her mind. All she wants is a night of sin with the man who’s admittedly way out of her league. Then she can go back to being painfully, boringly good.
James Everly doesn’t do relationships, not after the horrible example set by his parents. When he meets a luscious, irresistible woman at his favorite bar, he’s more than ready to show her a night of ecstasy, but that’s all it could ever be. He certainly never plans on seeing her again. Yet when he shows up at his meeting the next morning to woo a venture capitalist, he’s shocked to find his competition is the very woman whose bed he just left.
James knows he should stay away. He’s no good at long term, and that’s what a woman like Lyssa deserves. But as the two vie for the investor’s attention, he finds himself struggling to choose between the family business and the woman whose touch makes him burn with desire.
Excerpt from Good Girls Don’t:
The retractable canopy was rolled back tonight, giving a clear view of the skyscrapers surrounding them. It was quite lovely, actually. How jaded he’d become that he hadn’t even noticed until now.
The bar was all but empty tonight, something he’d counted on when he’d decided to bring her up here. Besides the bored-looking bartender, who gave James a respectful nod when he glanced his way, there was only one other couple engaged in deep conversation at one of the patio tables.
“Come on. I want to show you something.” He led the way to the railing and they leaned against it. Several stories below, people milled back and forth along the street. Even though it was nighttime, in typical Manhattan fashion the street was still pretty crowded. Up here it was a different world, however. Their own little oasis right in the heart of the city.
“Whoa.” Lyssa gave a nervous laugh and pulled backward, stumbling slightly.
James reached out to steady her. His arm enclosed her waist, bringing her flush with his body. It felt good.
“Are you okay?”
When she looked vaguely embarrassed, he put two and two together. “Scared of heights?”
“Just a little.” She lifted her thumb and forefinger and placed them close together for emphasis.
“Sorry. Didn’t consider that. You want to move away?”
He started to move, but she grabbed onto his arm with her free hand and shook her head. “No. It’s okay. I like it here.”
She took a breath and, still clutching onto his arm, looked down again. “Wow, everything looks sort of surreal from up here.”
“Doesn’t it?” They stood there in silence for a few minutes. “Whenever the madness of the city or the stress of the job starts to close in on me, I like to come someplace like this. Look down on it all. Sort of puts everything in perspective.”
“I get that. I do.” Lyssa turned to give him an appraising look. “Your work is very important to you, isn’t it?”
Her words startled him into taking a long sip of his whiskey. “It can be all-consuming at times.”
“So,” she looked at him through her lashes, “no wife at home? No girlfriend?”
“No.” He looked at her askance. “You really think I’d be up here with you if there were?”
She shrugged. “You never know.”
That much was true.
“What about you? No husband or boyfriend, I assume.” When she shook her head in confirmation, he asked, “Does your work take up most of your time, too?”
She heaved a sigh and turned to give him a steady gaze. “I don’t want to talk about work right now.”
Whether she meant them to or not, her words sounded like an invitation. So he stepped just a little closer to her. Close enough that only inches separated them now, the night air bringing the slightest hint of her scent. Not vanilla, as he’d expected, but some luscious, intoxicating scent, like wild cherry blossoms.
Her eyes darkened to black pools of liquid heat. Though she didn’t look one hundred percent certain of his proximity, she didn’t move away.
A sudden stiff breeze blew back the lapels of her jacket and she gave an almost imperceptible shiver.
“Too cold?” he asked.
She licked her lips, and the sight of her pink tongue almost made him groan. The lust that had struck him at the first sight of her returned with a vengeance. He wanted her.
Even though it was unlike him to be so forward with a woman he’d just met, suddenly he couldn’t think of anything but tasting her. “Can I kiss you?”
Her breath hitched, as if she hadn’t expected him to flat-out ask. She paused for a beat, then nodded. “Yes.”
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We’re about two weeks away from the release of Good Girls Don’t, the second book in the Everly Brothers series! I’m super excited for this book. It was one of my favorites to write, and James is one of my yummiest heroes. Today I thought I’d include a little excerpt for your reading pleasure!
Since confessing her family troubles to him was the last thing she planned to do, she forced a pleasant expression onto her face and rose to stalk toward the door. “I certainly appreciate the business advice, but you’ll understand if I rely on my own instincts when deciding what to do with my firm.”
When she motioned toward the exit, James took her not so subtle hint. He stood and adjusted the lapels on his jacket and, with a polite smile, headed toward the door. But he veered before crossing the threshold, heading instead toward her.
She backpedaled at the look of serious intent on his face. Her back hit a hard surface, and an instant later, his hands braced the wall on either side of her, effectively trapping her in.
“What are you—”
His head lowered to her ear. “I can’t stop thinking about last night.”
A rush of heat flooded her body.
“The feel of your skin,” he murmured, his hot breath kissing her ear. “Your mouthwatering taste.”
Her chest heaved at the imagery his words elicited. His arousing, masculine scent enveloped her, all but hijacking her senses. That must be why she just stood there, resting her head back against the wall, when she should be pushing him away.
“You can’t stop thinking about it either, can you?”
She summoned the courage to lift her hands to his chest. But instead of pushing him away, they just rested there, drinking in his heat. Traitorous hands.
“Stop,” she whispered.
Instead of obeying, he pressed a soft kiss to the pulse beating in her neck. His right hand moved off the wall and slid down the side of her body. She might as well have been naked. His molten touch seared through the thin fabric of her suit.
“James,” she pleaded. Her body refused to obey her commands. Instead of shoving him back, her fingers dug into his chest through his shirt.
“When I was inside you, all I could think about was how amazing you felt.” His hand trailed down to the hem of her skirt and then he was sliding the tight fabric upward, stopping only when it was high enough to reveal her black satin panties. “Like liquid fire, burning me up from the inside.”
Lyssa whimpered when his fingers stroked her through her underwear.
“Remember that, baby?” He nipped at her ear. “How it felt to have me inside you?”
How could she not, especially when her body was still sore from their lovemaking?
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I’ve been obsessed with the paranormal since I was a little girl. While many of my friends were interested in being spooked every Halloween, I was more drawn to the romantic aspects of the paranormal. Remember The Mummy with Brendan Frasier? It’s still one of my favorite movies to this day. The villain may have been a killer mummy, but everything he did, he did for love. *sigh* Yes, I’m a true sucker for romance.
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Keegan lives to exact revenge on the evil demon who sired and abused him. When his father devises a plan to bring on the apocalypse, he and his three half-brothers, interdimensional bounty hunters for the Elden Council, are charged with capturing and delivering their father for punishment.
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Keegan must protect Brynn from his father by any means necessary, but he’ll have to learn to harness the other half of his genetics—the far deadlier, uncontrollable half—when he starts to fall for the one woman standing between him and the vengeance he so desperately seeks. The one woman he’ll never be able to resist.
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Hey all, in lieu of a teaser post today, I’m super excited to announce two upcoming events.
The first is the official re-release of the Fallen Warriors Box Set 1 on November 3rd! The box set contains the first three books in the series (For Love of an Angel, Angel’s Desire, For Want of an Angel), and will be on sale for a special price of only $3.99. If you have a blog and would like to sign up to participate in the release day launch, I would really, truly appreciate it! You can sign up here: http://indiesage.com/release-day-launch-the-fallen-warriors-boxed-set-vol-1-by-rosalie-lario/
November 17th marks the launch of Good Girls Don’t, the second book in the Everly Brothers series! If you’d like to sign up to participate in the launch and/or review the book, please do so here: http://indiesage.com/release-day-launch-and-review-request-good-girls-dont-by-rosalie-lario/ (and in return, I will love you forever. ♥ ).
Happy Friday, everyone! To take you into the weekend, here’s a snippet from Wild Girls Rule:
When she turned back around, she brushed her long, loose hair off her shoulders, the gesture betraying her sudden nervousness. Something about that was truly adorable. They’d been together more times than he could count by now, but it was endearing that there was still a circumstance in which she could be nervous.
“Come here,” he murmured.
A pink flush rose in her cheeks as she walked toward him. But then her eyes gave that familiar devilish glint he’d become so accustomed to these past few weeks, and her lips curved into a smile. “Did you need something else, Mr. Everly?”
Andrew started to frown at her formality, but then he caught on. Blame his mental sluggishness on the hard-on that prevented him from thinking clearly. “You wanna play games?”
She cocked her head to the side, furrowing her brow as if confused by his statement. “I just want to make sure I please my boss.”
“Yeah, I’ll bet,” he murmured. Hailey might be a lot of things, but timid wasn’t one of them, and that’s exactly what she sounded like right now. To his surprise, her little game made him hot under the collar.
Hailey approached his desk, her fingers trailing suggestively along the edge of the wood. He stifled a groan at the illicit images her soft touch sparked. If anyone had ever told him he’d get turned on by watching a woman stroke an inanimate object, he would’ve laughed his brains out. Yet here he was…aroused beyond belief.
“What do you need, sir?” she asked, her voice a breathy whisper that made his dick twitch in his pants.
He pushed back slightly from his desk, splaying his legs out. “I need you to come here.”
Scraping her teeth along her bottom lip, she obeyed, stepping over his leg so she stood within the cocoon of his body. She leaned her pert little ass on the side of his desk, allowing him just the slightest peek up her skirt, and gave him a shy look. “Better?”
“Much,” he rumbled.
“Now what would you like, sir?”
He didn’t say anything, mostly because this game of hers had excited him even more than he could’ve imagined, and he was afraid his voice would come out a squeak. Reaching forward, he gave the knot at her waist a tug. It unraveled, the silky fabric coming undone with agonizing slowness.