Author: Brianna Lee
Publisher: (May 6th, 2014)
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NOTE: This is a "New Adult" novel. Due to mature content this title is recommended for ages 17+
Synopsis: I had it all.
I was captain of the cheerleading squad and star of the debate team.
I was smart and popular and living the dream.
Until that night.
That one fateful night changed everything.
Now everyone hates me—everyone.
They stay far away.
Drugs numb the pain, and sex pays for the drugs.
Being alive is my punishment.
Then I meet him.
Tattoos, sinful body…and his eyes. His eyes are irresistible.
He is captivating. He treats me with respect.
He sees me.
Ryker brings happiness into my life of regret, but I don’t know if I deserve happiness.
Some mistakes can never be forgiven.
Or can they?
“I wasn’t expecting this to be so much of a party.” I laughed, nodding towards the people holding red cups. “It looks as if there should be a keg here.”
Ryker pointed to a silver Chevy behind us. The back was open, and in the bed of the truck was a large keg complete with a rowdy group of people.
I laughed. “So you’re a big shot around here then, huh?”
Ryker chuckled quietly and looked down at his shoes as if he were slightly uncomfortable. Appearing shy just made him that much sexier, knowing that this man was confident, yet being so modest about the thing he loved.
“I just like to ride. I don’t make a big deal out of winning.”
“Looks as if everyone else does. Must mean you’re pretty good then.”
“I’m all right.” He grinned, looking up at me.
“All right enough for me to bet on you?” I teased.
Again with that smile, more confident now. He made me want to rip my panties off and let him take me right here. “You don’t need to blow your money with these guys.” He waved his hand dismissively at the crowd. “We can make our own bet, though.”
“Oh, yeah? What kind of bet?”
He pulled a red and white pack of cigarettes from his back pocket, and extracted one from the bunch. Putting it to his full lips, I watched as the flame from his lighter jumped up and licked the tip. He exhaled away from me, then puffed a long drag from his cigarette, eyeing me intently.
“Okay, if I win you’re leaving here with me on the back of my bike. And I want your lips on mine tonight.”
I sucked in a sharp breath, tingles spreading throughout my lower body, warming me. “And if you lose?” I whispered.
“I don’t lose.” He shook his head, his smoldering blue eyes piercing into mine. “Those lips are still mine, and you’re still on my bike.”
I could barely breathe. This man hadn't even touched me and my sex was clenching from his words alone. “That’s hardly a bet. Doesn’t seem to benefit me at all,” I lied.
“Doesn’t it, though?”
Just then the announcer, who I now knew as Hendrix, called Ryker and Keith up to the starting line to prepare for the final race. Ryker closed the small gap separating us and leaned down so that his lips were touching my ear. His breath tickled the sensitive area, effectively breaking my skin out in goosebumps as I shivered with desire.
“Wish me luck then?”
I gulped, surely loud enough for him to hear, and slowly nodded.
“Yeah, um, sure,” I squeaked, then cleared my voice. “Good luck, Ryker.”
About the Author:
Brianna Lee is an avid reader and flavored ice coffee addict. She is also a book blogger for Brianna Lee Book Reviews and lives in Massachusetts with her beautiful daughter.
As a busy mom and aunt, she often has to write her stories in a notepad app on her cell phone, but late at night you will find her typing on her laptop until she passes out on her keyboard...literally.
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