Blurb:
Layla Flaherty had the perfect life,
or close to it. Until a stranger gunned her parents down right in front of her,
leaving her with seizure inducing PTSD. After years of trying to pass as normal
and failing miserably, she
resigns herself to being invisible. But new to town Landen O’Brien sees her, and he likes what he sees. Much to Layla’s surprise, he doesn’t freak out when she has a seizure in front of him. He does the exact opposite, calming her until the tremors subside. But Landen has secrets of his own. Secrets that both bind them together and tear them apart.
resigns herself to being invisible. But new to town Landen O’Brien sees her, and he likes what he sees. Much to Layla’s surprise, he doesn’t freak out when she has a seizure in front of him. He does the exact opposite, calming her until the tremors subside. But Landen has secrets of his own. Secrets that both bind them together and tear them apart.
Scarred by loss, Layla leaves her
hometown of Hope Springs, Georgia, hoping to put her painful past behind her
and start over in college in California. When she runs into Landen at freshmen
orientation, she has a choice to make. Reinforce those steel walls she's built
up around herself or give the only boy who can keep her still a second chance.
Landen’s more than ready to tear down
those walls but this time when they come crashing down, they might bury her.
I move the pillow and look at him, overheating instantly at
the sight of his mouth and the memory of what he just did with it. I can’t help
but wonder how people do these intimate things to each other and then go on
with life business as usual. Pass the salt and all that.
with life business as usual. Pass the salt and all that.
“You are the most dangerous kind of beautiful,” he says, brushing my messy hair
away from my face.
I can only imagine what a wreck I
look like after that, but with the way he smiles at me, he must actually think
I am beautiful right now. I lean in and kiss his mouth. I can taste myself on
his lips. It’s kind of strange and kind of a turn on. I pull at his lower lip
with my teeth and he groans.
His voice is raspy against my mouth. “You even taste like peaches, sweet like I
knew you would be.”
“What do you taste like, Landen?” I
ask, as my sex voice woman comes back to me. “And more importantly, what’s with
all the clothes?”
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About the Author:
Caisey Quinn lives in Birmingham, Alabama with her husband, daughter, and other assorted animals. She is the bestselling author of the Kylie Ryans series as well as several New Adult Romance novels featuring country girls finding love in unexpected places. You can find her online at www.caiseyquinnwrites.com .
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