Author: Sawyer Bennett
Publisher: Big Dog Books
Release date: August 4, 2013
Genre: Contemporary
Age Group: New Adult
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Book Description:
Renner Caldwell has her life perfectly mapped out. She has the ideal relationship, the perfect job and all is right in her world. When a shameful turn of events happens, she boards the first plane bound for Ireland to lick her wounds and get her head back on straight.
Cillian O’Braidagh is the sexy, front man to the Irish rock band, Over The Edge. His rising fame and sultry voice make him every woman’s fantasy come true. Not to mention his single-minded determination. To put it simply: what Cillian wants, Cillian always gets. And he wants Renner, because there’s just something about the flame-haired beauty he has to possess.
If their relationship was just about sex and rock n’ roll, it would be easy for them to get lost in their desires. Only their relationship is anything but a hook-up. Will lies, deceit and hidden tragedy get in the way, making the path to true love uncertain? Or will the girl whose been knocked Off Course, find her footing with the man who is teaching her it’s okay to lose control?
Cillian O’Braidagh is the sexy, front man to the Irish rock band, Over The Edge. His rising fame and sultry voice make him every woman’s fantasy come true. Not to mention his single-minded determination. To put it simply: what Cillian wants, Cillian always gets. And he wants Renner, because there’s just something about the flame-haired beauty he has to possess.
If their relationship was just about sex and rock n’ roll, it would be easy for them to get lost in their desires. Only their relationship is anything but a hook-up. Will lies, deceit and hidden tragedy get in the way, making the path to true love uncertain? Or will the girl whose been knocked Off Course, find her footing with the man who is teaching her it’s okay to lose control?
About the Author
USA Today Best-Selling author, Sawyer Bennett, is a snarky southern woman and reformed trial lawyer who decided to finally start putting on paper all of the stories that were floating in her head. She is married to a mobster (well, a market researcher) and they have two big, furry dogs who hog the bed. Sawyer would like to report she doesn't have many weaknesses but can be bribed with a nominal amount of milk chocolate.
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SCENE #1
"You
remember me?" she asks in awe.
Stepping
up close to her again, I grab her chin between my thumb and forefinger so her
gaze stays locked on me. I swear a feel a sizzle of electricity from the
contact of my skin on hers. "That I do. Five years ago, I kissed a girl
that was fresh, and young, and innocent... and so not ready for the likes of
me." Releasing her chin, I rake my eyes down her body and slowly move them
up again. I like what I see...a lot, and I take pleasure in the fact that her
breath hitches just a little under my perusal. "You're all grown up,
Renner. I'm bettin' you could handle me now."
She
lets out a shaky breath, and there it is... her eyes go dark. The knowledge
that my words alone do that to her thrills me beyond measure. I can't wait to
see what type of response my tongue can get.
"Now,
let's go get that drink and we can see just how well can you handle me."
The
blinding smile I expect to get from her doesn't come. Instead, her eyes lighten
back up and there's now a scowl on her forehead.
Putting
her hands on my chest, she pushes me back away from her. "In your dreams, O'Bradaigh,"
she sneers. "I may have been stupid enough to fall for your sexy lines
before, but you're right... I am all grown up now and I have better things to
do than waste my time with an arrogant musician."
I
stare at her for just a moment, stunned she's turning me down. Then I throw my
head back laughing. She glares at me and crosses her arms across her chest. She
clearly doesn't get my amusement but I am indeed amused with her. If she wants
to play hard to get, I have time to play.
Reaching
out, I wrap my hand around her throat, skimming my thumb softly along her jaw.
"My cailín álainn has some claws. I'm going to
enjoy them when they’re sunk deep into my back while I'm riding you."
"Aaaagghhh,"
she screams in frustration, at the same time knocking my hand away. I take a
step back for good measure, just in case she decides to let a fist or foot fly
my way. "You are a conceited, egotistical, jackass and the only place my claws
will be sunk will be in your balls if you try to touch me again."
I
give her a well-calculated smirk. "Now that thought just turns me on,
Renner. You have a gift for words."
In
all actuality, it doesn't turn me on... thinking about her ripping my balls to
shreds, but I'm having far too much fun teasing her.
Now...
that lovely high and angry blush she's wearing? Yes, that's turning me on. I
wonder if her cheeks will get that red when she comes. I bet she blushes all
the way down to her breasts.
