A Taylor-Made Life Guest Post

I am pleased to have the amazing Kary Rader on the blog today with her latest release. Not only do we have an excerpt for all of you, there's even a giveaway at the very end. Make sure to leave a comment on your way out.

Kary, the blog's all yours.


Kate, thank you for having me on the blog today. You asked me to tell you about my favorite scene in the book. This story is so special to me I had a really tough time, but I found this one was a catalyst for the others and wanted to share.

This is a scene where Gavin has to finally realize that his feelings for Taylor are beyond his control. He’s throwing her a birthday party because they are “friends”—at least that’s what he keeps telling her. She’s invited a date—a very intimidating blond-haired blue-eyed football player date—and Gavin is vacillating between attraction and jealousy. It’s great fun to watch him squirm…and then ultimately realize he’s in love. Torturing my heroes with jealousy is a favorite past-time especially when they take it like a man.
But for Gavin it was necessary because he was closed off because of his mother’s betrayal and hadn’t trusted anyone with his heart since childhood.

I hope you enjoy!

Exclusive Excerpt

Gavin opened his mouth for a clever retort that was on the tip of his tongue when Matt pulled a gift from his pocket. Gavin’s fists clenched until his arms shook.

Daisy Plucker smiled with his straight white teeth. “Birthday girl, I’m not sure what the protocol is for gifts, but here’s one from me.”

Taylor beamed up at the guy and took the gift. She fucking beamed. The small velvet box sat like a lump of coal in the palm of her hand. She opened the hinged container and let out the most disgusting sigh of appreciation.

Maureen asked, “Oh Taylor, what is it?”

Gavin shot her a glare. Et tu?

Taylor held open the box for everyone to see. Gavin lifted his chin and tried to glance disinterestedly at the silver charm bracelet.

“Oh, Matt, I love it.” She threw her arms around him for the second time since he’d walked in the damn door.

Get a room.

Gavin rolled his eyes as she pulled the tinkling mess from the box and held it up like a long, slithering earthworm with tiny bangles.

She studied the two charms. One was a single daisy designed with bright enamel, and the other was a cat. Taylor didn’t even have a cat. She fingered the little feline.

Daisy Plucker smiled and fastened the bracelet around her wrist. How could a big jock be dexterous enough to latch a delicate piece of jewelry?

“You got me a kitten charm?” She gazed up at him.

He stared into her eyes. “I knew you’d remember.” He smiled slyly.

Gavin blurted out, “Well, do tell us the significance.”

Taylor blushed a deep crimson and wouldn’t look at him. Daisy Fucker.

Matt cleared his throat. “It’s just a nickname I used to call Taylor.”

Kitten? He’d called her kitten.

Zelda summoned everyone to the dining room. They sat at the china-and-linen-clad table adorned with fresh flowers and confetti. Taylor sat opposite him next to the Daisy Plucker. Gavin picked at the food on his plate in between glaring at the lovebirds or throwing barbs back and forth with Matt, who admittedly was holding his own.

After the meal, Maureen stood. “We have a special treat in the kitchen.”

They followed her in and gathered around the granite-topped island filled with Taylor’s birthday desserts. She filled her plate with chocolate pie and banana pudding, as did Gavin. Matt took a large piece of pie and stood next to her whispering, laughing and smiling. Always smiling.

Taylor studied his plate. “You didn’t get any pudding.”

“Not yet. I’ll eat some after I finish my pie.”

The memory of her delicately balanced bite filled Gavin’s senses, and his heart pounded against his ribcage. Sensory bliss. He took a bite and savored it, tasting the mixed desserts and desiring nothing more than to savor her in the same way.

He was so busy chewing he almost missed it when she said, “Oh, you have to try them together. It’s amazing.”

He blinked in utter disbelief as he watched her fill her fork and hold it up in offering to Matt. Gavin shook his head, a dangerous pressure building in his chest and exploding at the speed of sound.

The world narrowed and flipped as his priorities realigned. To hell with morals and societal conventions. The dam of reserve and decorum restraining his emotions shattered. All he could think was “Hell no!” And he might have said it out loud because Maureen and John froze wide-eyed.

Engulfed in a tidal wave, Gavin grasped Taylor’s arm right before the bite touched Matt’s lips. He spun her around to face him and poked the fork into his own mouth.

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“A Taylor-Made Life”
A Contemporary New Adult with strong romantic elements
By Kary Rader

About A Taylor-Made Life

Five years ago while I was pregnant with my youngest child, my husband was diagnosed with Stage IV melanoma cancer. It was a difficult and emotional time in our lives. He’s now well and cancer free, but last year when a friend's daughter was diagnosed with cancer, all those emotions came flooding back. A Taylor-Made Life is the result of those emotions. It's a special story looking for a home in the hearts of readers. I pray you give the characters an opportunity to touch you.

“A Taylor-Made Life is one of the best books I've read this year and it's not one I'll soon forget... Taylor and Gavin stole my heart and my breath, and I wasn't ready to let them go.” – Nikki Barrett, Storm Goddess Book Reviews

"Beautifully written, and I would dare anyone not to cry..... Gavin and Taylor have such depth and emotion, it's hard not to fall in love with them. These two characters will remain in my memory forever." – Melissa Limoges, Insert Clever Quip Here Book Reviews

“6 Stars, 2 full boxes of Kleenex...Beautiful!"a.c. Mason, bestselling author

“Kary Rader is a wonderful new voice in New Adult fiction. Taylor-Made is a must-read.”– Jill Limber, author and editor, Boroughs Publishing Group 

They lived the life they were given; they loved the life they made.

Cheerleader Taylor Smith doesn’t want to die a virgin. Unfortunately, if the terminally-ill leukemia patient doesn't find a lover or a stem-cell match within months, her fear will become reality. When her cancer mentor is revealed to be a hottie entrepreneur from California, it seems fate might finally be on her side.

Tech-geek Gavin Taylor has everything he ever wanted, except someone to grieve for him when he's gone. With his melanoma cancer beyond the help of his riches, he agrees to participate in a cancer patient mentoring program where he's matched with a dying teen from Texas. Despite his immediate attraction, the Silicon Valley whiz intends only to provide friendship and happy memories to the beautiful, young woman who is determined to win his love.

When it's discovered that his frozen sperm and her harvested eggs could lead to a cure, Taylor's mother offers to be a surrogate. And Gavin must decide if he can risk the heart he has never given and a child he'll never know to a girl he just met.

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Kary Rader is a part-time Twitter sage, stay-at-home mother of three, and slave to the characters and worlds inside her head. Always creative, she's drawn to stories with fantastical worlds and creatures. With a little bit of magic and divine guidance, there isn't anything that can't be accomplished with words. It's the power of words that creates and destroys. Vanquishing evil and injustice while finding eternal love in the process is all in a day's work. With the help of her critique partners and master cartographer imaginary places come to life.

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Gemini Rising Guest Post

Jessica O'Gorek is taking over my blog today with an excerpt from her novel Gemini Rising.

Take it away, Jessica.


Below is one of my favorite scenes in the first book of the Gemini Rising Series, Ethereal Fury. I loved writing it because it was so challenging to describe how an ethereal being can be half way in a piece of furniture and half way out. It also shows Onyx’s complete arrogance dissolve into absolute vulnerability. I wanted it to be spooky from Violette’s point of view but also seductive. Poor Violette, afraid and curious, entranced by Onyx’s spell and scent….


This was so frustrating. Why oh why, had this been the only open window? He was fine, he reassured himself. He was completely in control of the situation and had nothing to be afraid of. Without meaning to, he moved to the other side of her, a little too quickly. The flame went out, plunging the room into darkness. Complete control; he chided himself.

Violette gasped. She was not dumb. She had already closed the window and there was no breeze in the room. There was a panicked fumbling while she struck a match and relit the wick.

He was in the foot of space between her face and the mirror. His waist disappeared into the desk, his torso above. She stopped writing, studied herself in the mirror, and sniffed the air. He could tell she had grown uneasy. He found himself wanting to speak out loud and reassure her. Not smart, he thought. He stood very still as she stared at her reflection, analyzing her face, looking for a clue.

He’d never played nicely with a human in his true form. He reached out very slowly and grazed her forehead with his finger to see how she would react. She pulled back sharply, her eyes wide and round, her little O of a mouth accentuated by surprise. He lightly touched her hand; it was flat on the desk. She jerked it away.
Dammit, this was not working the way he wanted it to. He should stop now, before he totally freaked her out. He was like a kid with a new toy. He wanted to see how far he could push and how it worked.

"Who's there?" Her little whisper startled him. He was not expecting her to speak out loud, to confront her fears. "What do you want? Why are you here?" Her voice was demanding, but there was a quiver underneath the bravery.

She reached out and poked her reflection in the mirror. Could she see him in there? He decided to take this a step further, to push the limits. He leaned down and brushed his lips against her head. She was amazing; her curiosity won out over her instinct to run. He reached out with both hands now and brazenly lifted her hair off her back. She sat, frozen like a deer in headlights, too afraid to move. Her long ponytail was brought to the front and laid to rest on her left shoulder.

"Oh my God," she said aloud. "What are you?" He couldn't answer her so he cupped her face in his palms and ran his lips over her eyes to close them. A soft smile began at the corners of her lips. He was not sure if he had transfixed her or if she had hypnotized him. He smiled too and he did not want to let go of her sweet little head. She still sat peacefully, no signs of stress or fear. His palms ran over her lips now, he could see them pull slightly from the friction. She started to shake her head slowly and began to speak, but he hushed her with a finger to her lips. He did not want the spell to be broken. If she knew she was being touched by a murderous apparition, she would scream and run. At least this way, she felt safe because she was in awe of the experience, just as a child might be. Without seeing him, she could sense and trust his sincere intentions. She knew he was nice and meant her no harm. If only this were completely true.


Blurb: Mother Earth, wounded by the human race and its disregard for her resources, will recruit human souls to serve Her and turn against humanity. A rising force festers; Gemini, a clan of paranormal beings will systematically possess and destroy towns, cities, and states. Amidst the chaos, a forbidden relationship between Onyx, a lead Gemini, and Violette, a human, begins. They will both find themselves in the middle of a revolutionary war that will either save, or destroy our world.

Bio: I was born in Chesapeake, Virginia on April 19th, 1979. I was raised within the American Indian religion and was taught great respect for the earth and all its living beings. Powwows, sweat lodges, vision quests, you name it, I’ve done it. I was the weird kid who would confront kids on the playground in elementary school when they squished a bug. I would very sincerely tell them what they were doing was morally wrong and then I would pray for the bug to come back as a butterfly in its next life. 

I grew up admiring my father, Barry Weinstock, as an author. When I was twelve I started hand writing novels. My first one was two thousand pages. My daughter, who is thirteen, is currently working on her first novel. I hope to continue the legacy. 

Another One Bites the Dust

Growing up, I’d never been one to be interested in reading. In grade school, I struggled and was even sent to English remedial classes. I was awarded the Bookworm of the Month by the school library only because I checked out books I never read. At the time, I didn’t know what caused it. All I knew was I would read a sentence and surely a word in it would be different from the one in my head.

Reading only started catching up with me when a friend of mine lent me Daughter of the Empire in high school. This book was not only my introduction into fantasy; it sparked my love for reading.

In college, I read mostly because I had too. Not very much recreational reading outside of my school work. When you’re taking up a Literature Degree, you better be prepared to read at least a hundred pages a day and are ready to discuss said hundred pages the next day.

After graduation and I had more time to myself, I returned to my love for reading things I wouldn’t be graded on at the end of the semester. This was around the time one of my students introduced me to Lisa Kleypas. My very first romance novel…ever. And I never looked back. I fell in love with the genre and devoured anything I could get my hands on. Then YA became big with the advent of Harry Potter and I shifted gears for a bit without really leaving Kleypas behind.

Many of you know this story, but the twist is my enlightenment with regards to reading. In college, I needed to read. This instilled in me the sense of needing to finish a book no matter what. This sense followed me years later and became really difficult to shake off.

Of course, we all encounter books we don’t latch on too. It may be boring. We may not like the character. It’s poorly written by our set of standards. Whatever reason, we didn’t like the book. Despite knowing I didn’t like something I was reading at the time my Lit training forced me to finish it. This then would result in resentment toward the novel and by extension the author—who doesn’t know I exists and mostly likely wrote the story he or she wanted to write.

A year ago, I’d learned to let myself stop reading something I didn’t like. This was difficult at first because I paid good money for the book and it seemed like a waste not to continue. What drop me over the edge about finally giving up on a poorly written book had to do with how it affected my writing.

As writers, we absorb what we read because our brains have the capacity to turn our imagination into words on paper. We can describe what we see. So, when a poorly written book makes it into your psyche, it messes things up, influences you. Like our bodies would purge after eating bad seafood, not finishing a bad book allows the brain to regurgitate the poison messing with the system.

Unfortunately, there is a downside to this new stage in my reading life.

At the beginning of this year, I found myself putting down more books. My Kindle is filled with half-finished novels. Some I’m halfway through, while others I’d stopped reading right after the first chapter.

This is when my reading slump began. Because of the multiple disappointments, I feared I wouldn’t find a book I’d gravitate to. The book that forces me to stay at home until I finished reading it. This can get depressing.

A couple of months ago, I thought I’d gotten through the slump. Finally I’d gotten through a string of books I actually enjoyed. I started buying new books in preparation for my continued slump-less existence.

Sadly, my success didn’t last long. I shouldn’t have celebrated too soon.

For the past couple of days, I’d been shifting from one book after the other. I don’t know what’s happened. Some would have a great start—engaging. But come the middle the story would sag and I can’t slog through the bog to get to the end. There are those that fail to light a fire after just a couple of chapters. I fear I’m in the slump again.

As someone who loves to read, a slump is frustrating to go through. Maybe I’d lost my string of luck. Maybe I’d read a lot of great books and now I’m comparing everything to that. I’ve been reading a lot of first books and don’t feel inclined to continue into the series. And this is across the board—spanning multiple categories and genres.  

What’s happening to me?

Maybe I should go back to reading fantasy? I just don’t know.

I’ve been asking for recommendations. Some have been successful. Most not.

When I started writing this post, I had a point, but now that I’ve reached this far into rationalizing my reading slump, I’ve lost my original point. All I know now is I wrote this post because I want it out there. I want people to know what I’m going through. A sharing if you will.

Hopefully, I will come across another Daughter of the Empire. Another book that would rekindle my love for reading and spark the passion to actually finish a book and enjoy myself while reading it.

Life Between Pages Collaboration Giveaway and Schedule

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One of my beloved sisters from another mother, Sophie, over at Life Between Pages and I are collaborating on a giveaway. I'm offering up SWAG while she's giving an Amazon GC. It's a cool giveaway! One to start your week off right.

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Also, the Romancing the Bookworm Blog Tour kicks off this week. Here's the list of all the stops:

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Monday, July 15, 2013

  • A Diary of a Book Addict – Review
  • Book Briefs – Review
  • Book Nerds Anonymous – Review
  • Books, Coffee, and Wine – Review
  • Escape Into a Book – Review
  • Falling in Fall – Review
  • Fragments of Life – Review
  • Happily Ever {Book} Hungover – Review
  • Love N. Books – Review
  • MustReadBooksOrDie – Review
  • My Guilty Obsession – Review
  • Nose Stuck in a Book – Review
  • The Eater of Books! – Review

  • Tuesday, July 16, 2013

  • RoloPoloBookBlog – Promotional Post
  • Busy Moms Book Reviews – Review
  • My Book Muse – Review
  • Scandalous Book Blog – Review

  • Wednesday, July 17, 2013

  • Bookworm Lisa – Review
  • Musings from an Addicted Reader – Review
  • ReadingRenee – Review
  • StoreyBook Reviews – Review
  • Wild Wordy Women – Review
  • The Book Bellas – Promotional Post

  • Thursday, July 18, 2013

  • Bookfever – Review
  • Bookworm Brandee – Review
  • Deb Deb Reviews – Review
  • Peace, Love, Books – Review
  • Library of a Book Witch – Review
  • The Bookmark Blog – Review

  • Friday, July 19, 2013

  • Adventures in Reading – Review
  • Enticed by Books – Review
  • Jinky is Reading – Review
  • Reading and Writing Urban Fantasy, Paranormal, and Romance – Review
  • Sab the Book Eater – Review
  • The Bookish Confections – Review
  • The LUV’NV – Review
  • Wicca Witch 4 Book Blog – Review

  • Saturday, July 20, 2013

  • Adria’s Romance Reviews – Review
  • Always YA at Heart – Review
  • Book Crush – Review
  • Every Free Chance Book Reviews – Review
  • Books Forget Me Knot – Review
  • Cocktails and Books – Review
  • Lite-Rate-Ture – Review
  • Lovin’ Los Libros – Review
  • The Bookwhisperer – Review
  • The Reading Cave – Review
  • The Reading Diaries – Review
  • The Soul Sisters – Review

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    A little Xavier love

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    Wherein I Profess My Eternal Love for Guillermo del Toro

    If you’re looking for an unbiased, critical review of Pacific Rim, keep walking my friend. As the title of this post already warns you, this is a total Guillermo del Toro gush fest. I don’t care what others may think of Pacific Rim because I LOVED it. Two hours of my life that I will give to that movie over and over again.

                I first discovered Guillermo, as I affectionately call him in my head, through my seatmate at the office (way back when I still had a 9 to 5). Let’s refer to him as Papa Noel. He turned me on to Pan’s Labyrinth and I can officially say that I’ve never looked back after that. Any movie that has Guillermo del Toro’s name on it I watch. At least the one’s I can get my hands on. If anyone can tell me where I can find Cronos, I will be eternally grateful.

                Anyway, the second I saw the trailer of Pacific Rim last year I knew within three seconds that nothing short of a Zombie Apocalypse would stop me from watching this film. Even then, as the world ends and people are being eaten, I will make a way to the studio, find the master copy, and have my own screening. Then when I realized my beloved Guillermo was helming it, well nothing short of death would stop me—and even then I would find a way to manifest myself in the theatre as a ghost.

                Didn’t I tell you this would be a gush fest?

                Not convinced yet? Well, read on then.

                Pacific Rim is your robots fighting monsters movie. But with Guillermo directing, I knew it would have a pretty decent story line as well. Insert Michael Bay criticism here. I’d say if Michael Bay and Martin Scorsese had a love child, it would be Guillermo del Toro wherein Stephen King adds his DNA into the mix. It works, people. Okay, back to the story line. At the end of the day, the plot of Pacific Rim adds just a touch of the human element to the movie so that it doesn’t turn into one of those films where nothing really happens but stuff blowing up. *cough* Transformers *cough*

                Add Charlie Hunnam and Ron Perlman into the mix and this movie can do no wrong in my eyes. I love these two in Sons of Anarchy and will follow them in any film they make in the future. Granted, a movie like Pacific Rim isn’t much of an acting stretch, but with Hunnam and Perlman, you’re in pretty good hands.

                Pacific Rim is a robots save the world from monsters movie. You have your one liners. You have your disenfranchised hero who makes a comeback. And you have awesome graphics. I can’t wait for the 4D ride of this to come out. There are some shaky camera moments, but that’s just a pet peeve of mine and in no way detracts to the overall enjoyment of watching the film.

                Let me put it this way…when you watch a two hour movie and don’t even feel like it’s been two hours, you know it’s that good. In fact, if I wasn’t so busy and would totally be playing hooky if I watched it again, I would watch it again.

                I guess my final words for this blog post would be: Thank you, Guillermo. Thank you!

    Latest Release

    If you're looking for a steamy summer read make it Romancing the Bookworm:

    Sometimes, even the best-laid plans can unravel.

    It's spring break, and Tamara Winters would rather stay on campus and read romance novels than flaunt her size-fourteen body on a beach. But her best friend, Ronni, has other ideas. Against her wishes, Tamara is whisked away to picturesque Maverick Bay, where she's wrangled into waiting tables with Ronni at the Shore Shack for its busy week leading to Maverick's Surf Invitational. There she meets fellow schoolmate Xavier Solomon, the Invitational's organizer and campus womanizer by reputation. From the moment Tamara sees him emerging from the waves like a hero in of one of her romance novels, all she wants to do is run away from the feelings he inspires in her.

    Little does she know Xavier has been watching her for weeks now. In fact, after failed attempts at asking her out on campus, he's concocted a crazy plan: fabricating romantic situations straight out of her favorite books. Xavier quickly realizes that if Tamara gets a whiff of his designs, he might as well spell CREEPER across his forehead. Yet as they grow closer, he's convinced it's a risk worth taking. What he hasn't planned on, of course, is his drug-addicted, alcoholic stepbrother, who decides to join the fun and put a wrench in Xavier’s scheme.

    Spring break is proving hotter than Tamara expected. Will her romance novels be able to compete?

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    Gratitude and a Teaser!

    A special thanks goes out to everyone who participated in the Sizzling Summer Blog Hop. Thank you for stopping by and entering the hop's giveaway and my little ol' giveaway here at my blog.

    The winners have been announced and I have sent out the Taste SWAG post haste to Megan K.! 

    Please stay tuned for more giveaways to come. In fact, one of my sisters from another mother and I have a special giveaway for all of you come July 15. Stay tuned for deets in future posts.

    As mentioned in my blog title, this is not just a gratitude post. This is also a teaser post!

    And we love teasers, right?

    You may already know Romancing the Bookworm celebrates it's release today. 

    In honor of this special day, I bring you a teaser straight from Ronni's mouth:

    Let Xavier Solomon romance you this summer by grabbing your copy of Romancing the Bookworm today!

    Reviews are very much appreciated with your purchase.

    Have one HOTT summer and Happy reading!

    Sizzling Summer Blog Hop: Stop for a little TASTE

    Welcome to my stop of the Sizzling Summer Blog Hop!

    Below you will find a snippet from my novel TASTE, which is a perfect romance to bring to the beach with you. Here's a little snippet of it:

    He secured my wrists above my head with powerful hands. His lips twisted into a grin I’d never thought him capable of. I licked my lips and matched his expression with an obstinate smirk of my own.

    I opened my mouth to speak but was interrupted by Demitri’s searing kiss. I moaned my surprise. I felt every nuance of Demitri’s lips on mine. The soft friction from each touch sent waves of tingles rushing through me like sparklers underneath my skin. In an instant, I lost track of what I had wanted to say. He tilted his head to the side and brought the kiss to a new level of perfection. I wanted more and more until I drowned in it. In no time, Demitri became my anchor, my legs refusing to carry my weight any longer.

    He groaned. Its intensity stirred a need in me different from the gnawing agony I’d gone through earlier. No end came to the dizzying heat that swirled in me. Wave after wave of delicious sensation washed over my body. When Demitri finally broke the kiss, I gasped. He stared at me with unfocused eyes. If he would let go of my wrists, I’d snake my hands around his neck and force him to continue where he’d left off.

    “Why is this happening?” I said, thumping my head on the wall in an effort to clear it. The kiss had ignited a yearning that scared me.

    “Phoenix.” Demitri closed his eyes and breathed. “Shut up for a second, will you?”

    “Why? I’m the one disturbed by what just happened. You kissed me.”

    “I said shut up. I need to think.”

    I had participated in my share of make-out sessions before. Some messy. Some sweet. Some utter disasters. But in all my encounters, feelings never entered the picture. I’d kissed someone because I wanted to. Because I’d let them kiss me. Unlike those occasions, I had no control here. Demitri had taken without mercy. Yet he actually left me wanting more instead of feeling violated.

    “You are a smart girl,” he said, interrupting my attempt to make sense of it all. “You would not have been accepted into Barinkoff if you did not have the academics to back you up. But, no matter how much I think about it, I cannot fathom what possessed you to say yes to Dray’s harebrained experiment.”

    I shrugged. I didn’t want to get into the real reason. “What was I supposed to do?”

    “Clearly, you were not thinking of the consequences.”

    “He put together a really convincing case,” I admitted. “But I didn’t think he’d inject me with…whatever it was. I thought all he needed was my blood or something.”

    He leaned further away without letting my wrists go. The hard line of his mouth spoke of control, but his eyes showed no signs of regret. The passion within those irises sent delectable quivers through me.

    “If I let you go, will you promise not to attack me again?” he asked.

    No chance of that happening now. My body felt too limp to even call up the anger I’d previously felt, so I nodded. More space between us meant the possibility of thinking straight.

    Demitri moved to the other side of the room and tangled his fingers in his hair—an action that betrayed his agitation. He could show a range of emotion after all. Imagine that.

    I remained propped up against the wall. If I tried to move, I’d surely melt into a puddle. My knees shook badly while I counted every breath until the air coming in and out of my lungs resembled normal breathing again. He was just a boy, I reminded myself. I ran my tongue over my lips and recalled the sensations he’d left behind. Who was I kidding? He wasn’t just a boy. No boy could kiss like him.

    Demitri faced me with a reconstructed mask of seriousness. He’d managed to reset himself. I wished I had his ability to calm down in a snap. Sweet tremors still ravaged my stomach just from me looking at him.

    “We should go see Dray,” he said. “At any rate, I think it would be prudent if we leave this room.”

    He glanced at the bed, a blatant hint at what he was thinking. Afraid to even consider what would happen if we stayed in the room, I pushed myself off the wall and ran for the door.

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