Love Junkie
Hello, my name is Rachel, and I’m addicted to romance.
But when it comes to addictions, I happen to think mine’s a pretty good one. Reading and writing stories about falling in love reminds me of the good in the world. The power of personal connection to overcome hardship and struggle. The need we all have to be truly understood by another. How despite our various backgrounds, social status, and nationality, at our core we’re all the same. We all love to swoon. We all love to see the growth that results from a true love journey. And we all love to believe that in the end, everyone has a perfect match.
Valentine’s Day embraces that very thing, and I had so much fun celebrating the holiday in my upcoming release, My Not So Super Sweet Life. As a special treat, I thought I’d share an exclusive first look at Cat and Lucas’s first Valentine’s Day together.
Hope you enjoy!!
EXCERPT:
All traces of earlier nervousness now gone, Lucas grins as he picks up a red balloon. He winds back, and even through the clear plastic coat, I see the muscles of his bicep bunch. His weight shifts, and aiming for the clean side of the canvas, he lobs the paint at the wall. I sigh.
Why watching that was sexy, I don’t know. It just was.
After that, we go at it, lobbing color after color at the canvas, laughing and taunting each other. It’s silly, and we’re having fun, two things I definitely didn’t expect when Lucas picked me up on his motorcycle. Or when he stopped outside what looked to be a location for a horror film. But this is exactly what I needed.
Lucas gets me.
Soon the canvas is completely covered, colors blending in new shades, all of it one big blob. I haven’t become a converted abstract artist during this exercise, but I know with everything in me that I’ll be doing this again.
Lucas swipes a red balloon and tosses it in the air. When he catches it, he grins.
“You look way too clean over there,” he declares, his voice heavy with disapproval. His gaze skims over my pristine coat, and I follow suit. It’s true, not a drop of color is on me. He, on the other hand, squeezed a few balloons too hard and paint exploded all over him.
“Guess I’m just good like that,” I say with a shrug. Being totally type-A doesn’t hurt either.
“Oh, you’re definitely good.” Lucas’s left arm shoots out and snags my waist. “But unless you get some on you, I’m not sure you’ve experienced the true spontaneous spirit of balloon art.”
“Spontaneous spirit?” I palm the blue balloon he’s yet to see behind my back and smile with innocence. “You think I need to be more spontaneous?”
He nods, and the action knocks back his hood. I eye his golden curls as he leans down to brush his lips against mine once, twice, and then says against my mouth, “Yes, I’d—”
Before he finishes that thought, I smash my balloon over his head.
Of course, some paint splatters on me, too, but it’s so worth the utter look of confusion and shock that washes over him.
Blue paint oozes in his curls, and rivulets trickle down the sides of his tanned face. I laugh, loving that for once I was the one doling out the surprises…then gasp as Lucas pushes back my hood and slams his paint balloon over the back of my head.
Thick, cool liquid gushes over my unprotected hair. I squeeze my eyes shut in case any makes its way toward them, then shiver as goose pimples prick the back of my neck at the odd, icky sensation. Lucas’s mouth slams against mine, hot, eager, and passionate, and those goose pimples multiply everywhere.
Scooping me up, his mouth never leaving mine, his hands shift to my bottom. He lifts me until I wrap my legs around his plastic-covered hips, then palms the back of my paint-coated head, kissing me with an urgency I’ve never experienced before.
Making me feel wanted in a way I never thought I would.
My arms latch around his neck, and I hang on tight. I match Lucas stroke for stroke, nibble for nibble, as we pour all the fun, all the excitement, all the romance of the day into the kiss. And as the hour of my Cinderella-like curfew draws closer, I try and show Lucas just how much feeling wanted means to me.
BOOK DESCRIPTION:
Cat Crawford just wants to be normal—or at least as normal as a daughter of Hollywood royalty can be. And it looks like fate is granting her wish: she’s got an amazing boyfriend, Lucas; her fabulous cousin, Alessandra, living with her; and her dad planning his second marriage to a great future stepmom. That is, until her prodigal mother reveals on national television that she has something important to tell her daughter…causing a media frenzy.
Lucas Capelli knows his fate is to be with Cat, and he’s worked hard to win her over once and for all. Unfortunately, Lucas has his own issues to deal with, including a scandal that could take him away from the first place he’s truly belonged.
As secrets are revealed, rumors explode, and the world watches, Cat and Lucas discover it’s not fate they have to fight if they want to stay together…this time, it’s their own insecurities.
Well, and the stalkerazzi.
Release date: April 1, 2014
What did you guys think? I don't know about you guys but I fell head over heels with this excerpt! I can't wait for My Not So Super Sweet Life! Rachel Harris is great when it comes to writing romances and swoony boys!
Thank you so much Rachel for doing this, despite being so busy! It means so much and I just adore the excerpt you picked out! It's truly amazing, like you!
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~Kayla~
WHY did I not know about this book before now?! It's a good thing it's not out yet so I'm not *really* behind on the times, but I want it to be out NOW so I can read it!
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