New
Point
by
Olivia Luck
Genre:
New Adult
Release
Date: September 10, 2014
Hosted
by: Book Enthusiast Promotions (http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com)
Imagine
the worst day of your life. Immerse yourself in the details. How did you feel?
Who were you with? What were the consequences?
Recalling
my darkest day is as simple as typing a few search terms into a web browser. It
only took thirty minutes for me to become the center of a media frenzy that
caught the attention of an entire country.
So
I hid.
Nine
months later and I'm getting better. Moved two hours from home, landed my dream
job, and met a delicious new guy.
Healing
is that simple, right?
Wrong.
Olivia
Luck lives in the middle of America with her loving husband and her obsession
with writing. She wrote her first romance novel at age eight. When she’s not
reading, editing, or writing, you can find her in the kitchen learning to cook.
Olivia loves to travel and spend time with her family.
Get
in touch with Olivia, she adores emails: olivialuckauthor@gmail.com
Olivia
Luck lives in the middle of America with her loving husband and her obsession
with writing. She wrote her first romance novel at age eight. When she’s not
reading, editing, or writing, you can find her in the kitchen learning to cook.
Olivia loves to travel and spend time with her family.
Get
in touch with Olivia, she adores emails: olivialuckauthor@gmail.com
“New Point isn’t known for much breaking
and entering, but I have to admit, this looks mighty suspicious,” an
unmistakably Midwestern accent drawls from behind me, effectively scaring the
sweat off my bare shoulders.
A shriek escapes from my lips as I teeter
preciously on the wood chair and my hands lose their grip on the white
doorframe. The rubber of my flip flop doesn’t provide much traction and my body
pitches sideways. In just a second I’ll crash against the deck floor and I’ll
spend the summer recovering physically instead of gaining back my old–
Sturdy muscular arms slide around my
waist and yank me against an equally firm chest. “Woah, there. I didn’t mean to
scare you.” The masculine voice has a smile behind it.
“Probably shouldn’t go sneaking up on
someone then,” I mutter once I catch my breath and untangle myself from his
grasp. He chuckles at my retort, a rich baritone that makes me feel like
shivering.
When I’m a step or two back I’m nearly
breathless again, but this time for completely different reasons.
Sturdy was one way to describe his
muscular grasp, but now that I have a full frontal view of him, I see my
mistake. He’s perfect. Thick arms
with nicely defined muscles that don’t bulge too aggressively beneath his white
T-shirt, a broad chest, trim waist with low riding blue exercise shorts. And
that’s just his body. Bright white teeth gleam at me from behind a broad smile.
Thick, dark curly hair begs to have fingers run through it and he has coffee
colored eyes framed by long lashes most girls want desperately.
He’s a combination of sultry sex appeal
and mischievous intentions as displayed by the twist of his lips. Less than one
minute in his presence and I’m practically swooning.
“Who are you?” I blurt out.
With a smirk, he crosses his arms across
the planes of chest. “Shouldn’t I be asking the questions, Ms. Breaking and
Entering?”
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