Inhale Exhale, a New Adult Contemporary romance from author Sarah M. Ross,
releases May 7th. Today is
Sarah’s birthday, so not only is she giving us an excerpt from the book, but
she’s also offering a signed paperback for one lucky winner!
Check out the BLURB:
Jillian had a plan: celebrate
the end of her first year of college with an amazing summer full of beaches,
barbeques, and bonfires. When her mom insists she needs a summer job, and her
boyfriend spends more time with his band than with her, Jillian’s plans go down
the drain.
Grant had a plan: finish his Masters, get a great job at Google, and get the hell out of Georgia. He might be giving up some of the fun of his youth, but he knows his all work and no play method would be worth it when his dreams came true.
But things never go according to plan.
When temptation brings them together and tragedy tears them apart, Jillian and Grant will be forced to choose: fight for their dreams, or fight for each other.
Grant had a plan: finish his Masters, get a great job at Google, and get the hell out of Georgia. He might be giving up some of the fun of his youth, but he knows his all work and no play method would be worth it when his dreams came true.
But things never go according to plan.
When temptation brings them together and tragedy tears them apart, Jillian and Grant will be forced to choose: fight for their dreams, or fight for each other.
Here’s the excerpt:
The
laughter, clinking of glasses, and music from the juke box faded away. I could
only hear the whooshing of my own heartbeat. I swallowed hard. Grant’s eyes
lowered to watch the movement of my neck, and I imagined what it would be like
for him to kiss me there like in my dream. To trace the line from my jaw with
his finger or tongue down to my clavicle, dipping into that tiny hollow.
I forgot to
breathe.
My leg
grazed his, with just the tiniest amount of friction. I didn’t take my eyes off
him, and I could see his own widen almost imperceptibly. His hand slipped under
the table next to mine, hovering. He never touched me. I could feel the heat
from his hand like a furnace. He was waiting for permission, a sign that I
wanted and accepted his touch. My hands stayed glued to the seat beside me, but
I lifted up onto the balls of my feet, causing my knee to bump into his
awaiting hand.
It took but
seconds for his large, strong hand to clasp the top of my leg, the pad of his
thumb brushing along the soft skin inside my thigh. I looked around the table,
but everyone was deep in their own conversations, and no one was paying us any
attention.
Neither his
hand nor my leg moved for a long time. Just the tiny swipes of his thumb,
causing my breath to hitch. We didn’t look at each other as to not draw
attention. He chatted casually with people at the table, while I was drawn
tighter than a bow.
Finally,
after an excruciatingly long time, he began to move his fingers. He ran his
thumb in tiny circles on the inside of my thigh as his fingers brushed behind
my knee, making a painstakingly slow ascent upward. One millimeter at a time.
Time stood
still and the room around me blurred. He was still an inch or two below the hem
of my shorts, but I felt like he was touching me at my core. Goosebumps rose
along my skin, and I shivered.
Grant must
have taken that as a good sign, because he began to very slowly—agonizingly
slowly—inch his fingers further up my thigh. My muscles tightened in
anticipation, knowing this was wrong but wanting nothing but his touch. He made his way to the hem of my tiny shorts,
sliding his fingers back and forth against it. Inside my thigh. Outside my
thigh. Inside. Outside. In. Out.
My vision
blurred, and my eyes slid shut with pleasure. I bit my bottom lip to contain
the groan that threatened to escape my lips.
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Steamy! Well done, Sarah! :)
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