Shiloh Walker's RAZED ~ Excerpt & Giveaway~
Tattoo artist Keelie Jessup can handle that someone else has claimed the man of her dreams. She’s just not pleased with her remaining options…
Keelie doesn’t believe in the “perfect man.” But the men who are worth the trouble are usually taken—like her business partner Zach Barnes. After a string of bad luck and the lost chance with Zach, Keelie decides that maybe flying solo—and living with suppressed desires—is the key to happiness.
As a photographer, Zane Barnes has an eye for the human form, and his eyes can’t get enough of Keelie’s curves. Unfortunately, Keelie is like most women—always fawning over his little brother, Zach. Zane is about ready to give up, but then a few stolen moments at his brother’s wedding have him thinking maybe there’s a chance there after all. Now he just has to prove that the perfect man does exist…for her.
Keelie doesn’t believe in the “perfect man.” But the men who are worth the trouble are usually taken—like her business partner Zach Barnes. After a string of bad luck and the lost chance with Zach, Keelie decides that maybe flying solo—and living with suppressed desires—is the key to happiness.
As a photographer, Zane Barnes has an eye for the human form, and his eyes can’t get enough of Keelie’s curves. Unfortunately, Keelie is like most women—always fawning over his little brother, Zach. Zane is about ready to give up, but then a few stolen moments at his brother’s wedding have him thinking maybe there’s a chance there after all. Now he just has to prove that the perfect man does exist…for her.
Zane was looking at her with that polite distance in his
eyes. It was like that heat from a couple of months, even a couple of hours
ago, had never existed and it was a bruise on her soul.
Was it because she’d said no when he asked her out?
Was it because she’d been such a bitch earlier?
Both?
Miserable, she shrugged her shoulders, now uncomfortable
inside her skin. She hated this. Hated feeling uncertain and needy and confused
and . . . hell. She couldn’t even put her finger on what she was
feeling inside, but she knew she hated it.
He was behind her. She could feel him, a quiet shadow that
somehow managed to heat her skin even though he was easily four feet away. All
silence. No more smiles, no more teasing.
We’re good?
Like hell.
He lifted a brow and cocked his head, the light reflecting
off his glasses and making it impossible for her to see his eyes. Beautiful
eyes. He had the most beautiful blue green eyes and now he looked at her like
they were strangers.
It pissed her off that she suddenly felt uncomfortable
around him. It hadn’t been like that before he kissed her.
No, she didn’t want to undo that kiss, but she didn’t like
that she’d lost that easy connection and she didn’t like that she’d hurt him
and she didn’t like standing there and not knowing what to say.
Most of all, she hated that she’d wasted the past three
months and she hated knowing that if she didn’t do something, now,
while she was hovering on this tenuous brink where her emotions ran just a
little too high, she was likely to go back to that place where she let caution
control everything she did, and every choice she made.
Closing the distance between them, she tipped her head back
and stared at him, all but daring him to move back. If she couldn’t find her
confidence around him, then she’d fake it. She was fine with that.
She’d been faking it for most of her life any way.
“Bullshit,” she said again. “Things aren’t
good . . . so what’s the problem?”
He didn’t react. Not at all. There was a faint smile on his
mouth. She wanted to feel that mouth pressed against hers again.
His lips moved and she had to concentrate just to
understand his words. “No problem, Keelie. I thought we just established that.
You should go home. Get some sleep.”
“If I want to go home, I’m capable of doing that, deciding
that on my own,” she said.
“Okay, then. Just what do you want?”
What leaped into her mind in that very moment was so far
from acceptable, it wasn’t even funny. Mouth dry, she had to fight the urge to
clear her throat and she almost found herself backing away, but wasn’t that
stupid? She was the one who’d walked over to him to begin with. Something
hungry and hot moved through her. It left her muscles feeling all limp and lax
and she had to lock her knees to stay upright.
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About Shiloh Walker
Shiloh
Walker is an award-winning writer…yes, really! She’s also a mom, a
wife, a reader and she pretends to be an amateur photographer. She
published her first book in 2003. Her newest series, Secrets and Shadows, launched in April 2014. Look for the newest book Deeper than Need, to be followed by Sweeter than Sin and Darker than Desire.
She writes romantic suspense, contemporary and paranormal romance, and urban fantasy under the name J.C. Daniels.
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