Title: Reclaim Me (Jaded #2)
Author: Alex Grayson
Release Date: May 18, 2015
Synopsis
Enduring the ultimate
betrayal on her eighteenth birthday by the one person she loves most in
the world, Mia Walker is no longer the innocent, sweet, young woman she
used to be. She is now cold and hard, letting no one get close to her
heart, except family.
Mackai (Mac) Weston sees the changes in Mia
on a daily basis. He knows he is the reason Mia is now the way she is.
Never given the chance to explain what really happened that night so
long ago, Mac is determined to make Mia finally listen and reclaim what
was always his.
When the truth finally comes out, danger shows
its ugly face. There are people in Jaded Hollow that do not want Mac and
Mia together. They are willing to do what ever it takes to keep them
apart.
Will Mac be strong enough to overcome temptation, even
when the odds are against him? Will Mia forgive Mac when she realizes
things weren’t what they seemed ten years ago?
Teasers
Excerpt
I
step out into the hall and brace myself to face him. It’s
unavoidable. He’s damn sure made it so.
Bastard.
I
release a sigh. “What do you want now, Sheriff? I’m tired and
don’t want to deal with this shit right now.”
“You
can’t avoid me forever, Mia. There are things you don’t know that
you should. Things I’ve tried telling you before but you haven’t
allowed me to.” He moves away from the wall and takes a slow step
towards me. It takes everything I have not to take a step back for
every forward movement he makes.
“It
doesn’t matter. It’s too late. Besides, nothing you say would
make a difference. What you did, the repercussions on both our parts,
is something that can’t ever be undone.”
“Pix…”
He starts, but I don’t let him finish.
I
throw my hands up to my ears, squeeze my eyes shut, and yell, “No!
I can’t, Mac! I don’t want to hear it! And stop fucking calling
me that!”
All
of a sudden, I feel hands at my wrists, trying to bring them down. I
jump at the touch and try to jerk away.
“Goddamn
it, Mia!” I hear Mac’s muffled baritone through my hands that are
still over my ears. “Fuck, you are one stubborn bitch, you know
that?”
I
drop my hands and sling my head up at his words. How fucking dare he!
He’s the one that caused this mess. Now he wants to get mad because
I don’t care to hear what he has to say.
Fuck
that!
“You
know what, Mac? You can kiss my ass. You get pissed because I don’t
want to hear what you want me to hear. Go fuck yourself and leave me
the hell alone.” My breathing is heavy because my emotions are
getting the best of me. Mac always seems to bring out all my
emotions.
Mac
leans his head down so his face is level with mine and grits out,
“Mia, it’s been ten fucking years. I think that’s long enough
for you to finally give me a chance to explain.” When I go to
object again, he stops me before I get a chance. “Shut it! You
listen to me now.” I snap my mouth closed at his bluntness. “What
I have to say may not change anything, but fuck all if you’re going
to continue to live in the dark on what really happened that night.”
I
glare up at him while he stares down at me with his beautiful green
eyes, eyes that I sometime still see at night. They’re intense
right now as they watch me. A low swirl starts in the pit of my
stomach at his closeness. I can smell his woodsy scent, and it’s
causing dirty thoughts to form in my head. Thoughts of him shoving me
up against the wall and taking me hard.
My
chest is heaving for a whole other reason now. As much as I hate him,
I want him still. He notices my reaction, and his eyes flare in
response. He takes a step closer towards me so our bodies are
practically touching. I take a couple steps back until my body hits
the wall, and he advances forward again. With him this close, I have
to tip my head back to keep my eyes on his face. He cages me in with
his arms on either side of my head.
“What’s
going in that head of yours, Pix?” He murmurs. “Are you thinking
the same things as me? Are you thinking about me picking you up and
wrapping your gorgeous legs around me so you can grind that wet pussy
against my cock? Or, how about me flipping you around and pulling
those tight ass pants down and feasting on your pussy? Or are you
just skipping all the foreplay and going straight to me sliding my
dick in your tight cunt?”
I
lean my head back against the wall and close my eyes, trying to block
out all the images conjuring in my head from his words. I feel his
breath against my neck right before I feel the scruff of his five
o’clock shadow.
“You’re
thinking all those things, aren’t you? You want it all. You don’t
want to want it, but you want me to finally take you,” he whispers
in my ear.
It’s
the word ‘finally’ that brings me back to reality. It’s such a
simple word, but the meaning behind it is what causes my chest to
hurt with unbearable pain. He should have already had me ten years
ago. We should have had each other. He was the one to decide to throw
it away to someone else, and in turn, someone else took mine.
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