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The One I’m With
By J. Lynn Rowan
Sweet Somethings, Book 3
Publisher: Soul Mate Publishing, LLC.
Release Date: October 12,
2016
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Length: 164 Pages
ASIN: B01LX1DXSL
Buy Link: Kindle
About the book:
Interior
designer Marissa O’Brien has sworn off long-term relationships, instead
protecting herself from a broken heart by following a specific set of rules
when it comes to her many flirtations and first dates. She’s content to just
have fun in the world of romance, but all her rules fly out the window when she
grabs the attention of a sexy, international stranger during her weekly Girls’
Night Out.
Josh Mattingly has spent the
last two years trying to turn over a new leaf, focusing on his role in the
family corporation and erasing his womanizing reputation. In Asheville, North
Carolina, on business, the last thing he’d planned on was getting involved with
a local girl. But one encounter with Marissa has him hooked. He soon falls hard
for the designer, and now he’s terrified to reveal his romantic past for fear
she’ll bolt.
Marissa recognizes a playboy
when she sees one and tries to keep her attraction to Josh under wraps–until
they share a passionate kiss that leaves both of them singed. Still, she knows
their love affair has an expiration date, and everything is destined to end
once Josh finishes his business in Asheville. Now, along with showing his family
that he’s left his old habits behind, Josh has a new challenge–proving to
Marissa that she can trust him with her heart.
EXCERPTAfter I climb up the three brick steps, I pause and face him. “Listen, Josh . . .”Thankfully, my words halt him at the bottom of the steps. He hooks his thumbs into his jeans pockets and tips his head to one side, smirking. “Uh, oh. That doesn’t usually precede something a guy wants to hear after a first date.”“Oh, no. I wasn’t going to say . . . Let me start over.” Closing my eyes, I draw a huge breath. Then I release it slowly, willing my skittishness to go with it, and look at him again. “People who know me—or at least know of me—will tell you I date. A lot. My friends will even tell you that, and they give me shit about it all the time.”“There’s nothing wrong with dating a lot,” he says, frowning a little.“No, of course not. But to most people, it seems like I, well . . .” I pause, thinking how to phrase things. “I don’t exactly have a reputation, if you know what I mean. But I haven’t dated anyone seriously in a really long time.”A perplexed line forms between his brows. “How long are we talking?”“Three years.”He lets out a soft whistle.“But like I said, I’ve dated. Nothing long term. Four or five dates at most. I just— I have my reasons.”Josh gazes at me for a few seconds, then climbs up the first two steps to my porch. The move brings him within six inches and manages to knock the air out of me without him even touching me. We aren’t quite at eye level, but it’s close. He’s still taller.“So we’ll take it slow,” he murmurs. “You decide when and where. We get to know each other. We have fun. And if we get past four or five dates . . .”I don’t think I’ve breathed in the last sixty seconds. My head spins. “Then what?”“Then . . .” He leans forward until his smooth-shaven cheek brushes mine, his lips drifting close to my ear. Sparks fly across my skin as his breath tickles my neck. “Let’s just say it’ll be a nice change of pace for both of us.”How can a whisper feel like an intimate caress?A series of twitches flicker down my arms as the impulse to grab ahold of him and steal a kiss races through my muscles. But before I do anything, he backs down the steps, a look of satisfaction on his face.Neither of us says anything else as he returns to his car, climbs in, and drives away with a quick triple-beep of the horn.I can’t move until his taillights disappear from the end of my driveway.
Other Books in the Sweet Somethings Series
J. Lynn Rowan started writing stories as a small child, usually
starring her favorite cartoon characters. Most of her work through middle and
high school was filled with typical teenage angst and melodrama, and usually
mirrored the books she loved to read. But eventually she found her own author’s
voice and decided to seriously pursue a writing career.
Historical fiction remains J.
Lynn’s “first love”, but she has enjoyed the journey to becoming an author of
romance and chick lit. She is a member of Romance Writers of America, the
Central New York Romance Writers, and the Historical Novel Society. She is also
a teacher who tries to instill a love of learning, reading, and writing in her
students.
When she’s not writing, J.
Lynn enjoys travelling, gardening poorly but enthusiastically, studying various
topics in American history for her own expertise, and channeling Julia Child
every time she steps into the kitchen.
A native of Oswego, NY, she
now lives in Charlotte, NC, with her own Romantic Hero of a husband and the
most adorable toddler on the planet.
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