SCRATCH (Corporate Hitman Book 2) (14 page)

I thought for a second, just a second, because I was too excited to drag it out, and tapped his right fist. He turned it over and opened it; it was empty. He opened the other. It was empty too.

“Cheating, Mr Radley?”

“We never agreed to play fair,” his voice lowered to a seductive, rasping timbre that resonated through me and made my stomach flutter.

He reached for the inside pocket of his jacket and held out his fist again. I pried it open and found a small red gem settled in his palm.

“A ruby?” I took it from him and closed my fingers around its warmth.

“Red. For Christmas.”

“Thank you.”

He always bought me a gift when we played. I didn’t need them, didn’t expect them, but I took them. The first time, he gave me pair of Cartier diamond studs. I went crazy and demanded he take them back…

So he wrote the word ‘Cartier’ on my clit with his tongue again and again, refusing to let me come until I begged for release and promised not to reject his gifts again.

I flushed thinking about that night and squeezed my thighs together.

“You’re wet for me already,” he breathed and turned to look out the window. “I can smell your sweet nectar. I imagine it trickling from you, waiting for me to lap it up.”

I exhaled a moan, just from the sound of his voice and the images of his head between my legs. I’d gone from nought to nymph in seconds. Faster than the flashy car he fucked me on last week.

The car pulled up outside Thomas’ house and we climbed out. It sped off into the distance as we waited at the end of the driveway for it to disappear.

“Ready?” Thomas asked, running one finger from the top of my neck to the bottom of my back.

“Ready.”

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“Mother of a superhero…Writer of romantic smut.”

Rebecca is a coffee drinking, music loving, working single mother and writing insomniac. When she’s not writing, she’s reading and when she’s not reading she’s squeezing her eyes shut and willing sleep to descend.

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My Never (My Never, #1) by Renée Swann

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Volume One of the My Never trilogy. *This is a novella*

Monique Cullen is turning thirty. She thinks a life of cats and singledom is ahead of her - until she runs into her high school sweetheart while vacationing in Cairns. Can their love be resurrected?

Have you had someone in your life that you would do anything for? Monique Cullen did. And she regrets the day they went their separate ways.

While holidaying in Cairns for her thirtieth, Moni runs into him. Troy DeGaris - single, handsome and irresistable. But can their love be resurrected?

A little girl weaves her way into Moni's heart, making her second-guess everything she's worked for. And Moni must make a decision - should she follow her heart and stay in Cairns, or return to her home town and stale life?

Family and friends rejoice at the possibility of these high school sweethearts falling in love again. But Troy's ex-fiancée, is on a mission to tear them apart. Will she succeed? Or will it bring her to breaking point?

Excerpt

August, 2010

Troy,

I dreamt I was with you last night. We were skipping pebbles across the river, holding hands. You turned to me and, for the first time, said you loved me. I will always remember your laugh, your smile. They are imprinted in my brain and forever on my mind. You will always be a part of my life. But I don’t know if you will ever see me again. It hurts too much think of what could have been.

Love always, Mon.

May, 2013

My life was over. I was turning thirty. And as if that wasn’t enough, I had a major fight with my best friend of twenty years. Katie should’ve known better, and I hated myself right now for feeling this way.

When I was twenty, I had my life all mapped out. I was going to open my own book publishing business and get married and have kids. I never thought I’d end up single, friendless and an editorial assistant.

This week was supposed to be fun. Kate and I planned to fly to Cairns for a joint birthday celebration — but I guess that’s cancelled now. Maybe I’ll go by myself and meet a hot guy who I’ll have a fling with. A girl can dream.

My thoughts circled to my one true love — Troy. We were high school sweethearts and never would have broken up if we hadn’t gone to different colleges, on opposite sides of the country. I remembered him as if it were yesterday. And I missed him. He’s my never — the person who I should have ended up with, the one who shakes your soul, but timing was never right.

With endless possibilities for my solo vacation, I packed my bags and was on the next available flight to Cairns.

I stowed my carry-on in the overhead compartment and settled into my seat. Cairns, here I come! I thought. Two weeks of sun, sand and Kerouac. I tugged
The Town and the City
from my handbag and flicked to the marked page.

My mother was the first person I called when I landed.

“Monique,” she said. “How was your flight?”

“It’s was okay,” I said. “Couldn’t wait to have my feet on solid ground again.”

“This thing with you and Kate, it’s silly. Are you willing to let a little lie get between the two of you?”

My face crumpled at the thought of the friendship being over. “I don’t know, Ma. And it was a pretty big lie.”

“So what? It’s silly!”

My finger punched the END CALL button. Now I needed a drink. Everyone I’d confided in thought I was being childish, irrational — but I couldn’t stand liars.

I stalked over to retrieve my luggage and then located the airport bar, hauling myself onto a stool.

The bartender floated over. “What can I getcha?”

“Whiskey,” I grumbled.

He appraised me and then arched an eyebrow.

“What?” I said. “Girls can’t drink hard liquor?”

He poured me a shot, lips stretching into a lop-sided grin.

“Thanks.” I flicked a stray peanut off the counter. Now that I was here, I just wanted to relax and forget about my crappy life for two weeks, if that were possible.

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RENÉE SWANN

Renée Swann is a full-time writer who lives in Sydney, Australia, with a crazy pooch named Abbey and a boisterous, somersaulting rescue budgie named Kaleb. Her days are spent living in her fictional worlds and consuming way too much caffeine. She has an (unhealthy?) obsession with all things cupcake- and coffee-related plus Kerouac and YA dystopia/fantasy books. Renée can often be found surrounded by books, marathoning crime shows and munching on vegan goodies, on Twitter, Pinterest, or dancing in a rainstorm.

Renée Swann is a pen name for Renée Shearer, who also writes young adult fiction as C.J. Hart.

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