Teaser Tuesdays!

I know y'all have been waiting a long time for the Inked novel to come out, so here is a teaser for you. Enjoy!

Almost five years have passed, five long years since the one and only steamy night they spent together, five years without a single phone call or email.

Not a day goes by that Brody Duncan doesn’t think about what might have been. His heart still aches for "The One That Got Away" and he can’t help but wonder why Avery never called him back.

Having recently completed her Master’s Degree at Harvard University, Avery Carmichael is ready to move forward with the next chapter of her life, one that doesn’t include Brody, but a chance encounter at a local coffee house has left her mind reeling and her life in a complete tailspin. Whatever hope she’d secretly harboured for reconciliation—however unrealistic and misguided it may be—has vanished into thin air.

Brody’s married!

Hindsight is twenty-twenty, and as much as Avery wishes she could change the past, she can’t. Now she is forced to face the consequences of her actions and say goodbye to Brody forever. But when Brody shows up at her door unannounced and explains that he is in the middle of a divorce, that his wife is his soon-to-be ex wife, they are once again thrown into each other’s arms, and each other’s beds.

Lured by passion and fueled by love, Avery and Brody are drawn to each other just as they were almost five years ago, but will secrets and a soon-to-be ex wife destroy their one and only chance at happiness?

The Morning After

Have you ever wondered what happened to Avery and Brody after the one and only steamy night they'd spent together almost five years ago?

The following excerpt is from chapter 2 of the up and coming Inked novel.

Enjoy!

Avery sighed and set her beer on the coffee table. Images of him flashed through her mind, and the words he’d spoken to her the morning after rang in her ears. After a few moments, her eyes fluttered shut with exhaustion.

“Good morning, Beautiful.”

“Mmm… morning,” Avery mumbled contentedly and smiled widely as Brody pulled her close, his morning stiffness gloriously digging into the small of her back. The hot morning sun streamed in through the bedroom window, making it uncomfortably warm beneath the duvet. Avery threw the covers back and in an instant she was straddling his hips, her hands pinning his arms to the mattress while she placed a chaste kiss to his lips.

Brody effortlessly freed himself from Avery’s grip and splayed his hands across her hips, repositioning her body so that his length nuzzled comfortably between the folds of her warmth. His head fell back against the pillow, and a groan that emanated from deep within his chest escaped his lips. He forced himself to think through the veil of lust that was slowly consuming his every nerve like a raging fire that destroyed everything in its path, and opened his eyes. Above him, streaks of gold cast by the morning sun silhouetted the most breathtaking woman he’d ever laid eyes on. A woman as beautiful as Avery deserved more than a one night tryst with a guy she didn’t even know, but he wanted so much more than a fling with this angel, who by the graces of God, had been sent to him. He didn’t have much to offer, but everything he had was hers, if she’d have him. Unsure of exactly what to say, Brody decided to let his heart speak for him. “About last night, there’s something we need to talk about.”

“I get it,” Avery replied sharply, and quickly removed herself from his lap. “This is the part where you tell me how good it was but you’re not looking for something more.”

Brody sprung up from the bed and captured Avery in his arms, pulling her into his lap and hugging her tightly against his chest. His hand trailed across the silken skin of her shoulder as his mouth traced a line of feather light kisses along the length of her neck, causing goose bumps to rise on her forearms. Taking a loose tendril of hair between the tips of his fingers, Brody tucked it behind her ear. His lips, still warm and red from overuse the night before, found her earlobe and began suckling it as he whispered softly against her heated flesh. “I would never say that to you. You have my word.”

“You don’t owe me an explanation.” Avery began but found it increasingly difficult to speak when Brody’s hand cupped her breast, his fingers masterfully working her nipple into a stiff peak.

“Before you so rudely interrupted me,” he half murmured, half laughed, and released Avery’s ear from between his lips. "I was going to say that last night was one of the best nights of my life and I was hoping that you’d spend the day with me.”

The corners of Avery’s mouth curled up into an impish grin, and reaching between them, she grasped his arousal, methodically working it up and down as she pretended to ponder his request. “Well,” she hymned “I guess I could spend the day in bed with you, but at some point we’ll have to stop for something to eat. I’m famished.”

Brody placed his hand over hers, stilling her movements. “Actually, I was hoping that you’d let me take you to the waterfront. As great as last night was—and as much as I’d love nothing more than a repeat performance—I’d really like the chance to get to know you a bit better.”

Avery stared at him in disbelief. Had she heard him right, or were his words nothing more than a figment of her imagination?

“Well, what do you think? Will you go out with me?”

Avery’s smile widened. “I’d love to, but first things first.”

“Right, I’ll start breakfast while you get ready.”

“That isn’t exactly what I had in mind,” Avery smirked, and rolled onto the bed, pulling Brody on top of her while they succumbed to a fit of laughter, a tangled mass of naked limbs.

A sudden knock at the door jolted Avery awake. Sleepily, she rummaged through her purse for her wallet while she stumbled across the living room floor, cursing the delivery guy for ruining a perfectly good dream by showing up an hour late with her pizza. Memories of that day at the waterfront played through her mind like a motion picture as she tried to free a twenty dollar bill from her wallet.

***This excerpt has not been edited and is subject to change prior to release of the book.