Author: Tamsyn Bester
Release Date: July 22, 2013
Book Link: Goodreads
Blurb:
On the outside, Huntley Morgan is your typical girl-next-door, with her long blonde hair and piercing blue eyes, and that’s exactly what she wants people to see. Her name exposes her to the demons of her past but remembering her reason for moving across the country to start over is what keeps her alive. For the first time since the brutal murder of her mother, Huntley allows herself to care about the people around her.
Grayson Carter has everything a 21yr old College Senior could wish for – he’s the star of Whitley University’s football team, he has a different girl willing to be in his bed every night and a supportive family. For years he has managed keep his family together and hide their dark secrets from the small town of Breckinridge, Alabama.
When Huntley and Grayson meet, a force so strong pulls them together in a hurricane of feelings neither of them could have ever anticipated. Huntley and Grayson try to stay away from each other, but when Huntley’s demons seek her out, their pasts become the biggest storm of all. Will they learn to trust each other and build a new future together or will they simply do nothing to prevent history from repeating itself?
Excerpt
1
“You’re not
what I was expecting,” Huntley says shifting in her seat to face me. The
comment is blunt and completely unexpected, pulling me straight out of my dippy
thoughts.
“Oh yeah?” I
quip sarcastically, “Why’s that?”
I’m dying to
know what people have told her about me. Probably about what a play boy I am or
how I party too much or maybe how I have a new girl on my arm every night.
Stupid rumors piss me off
so much I’ve never really wasted any time negating them. But I wish I had, just
so that Huntley won’t have any reason to believe them.
“I’ve heard
things,” she doesn’t look me in the eye and I hate it. Clearly she’s already
made up her mind about me. I hate that too.
“I’m sure
you have,” I growl, shaking my head. My tone is less kind than I intend but it
makes me furious to know that someone has taken the time to deprecate Huntley’s
opinion of me before she’s had the chance to even know me. I guess this is all
part of keeping secrets and why I refuse to get attached to anyone.
I jump out
my truck and slam my door, pulling my fingers through my hair while I take in
the warm air. I hear the passenger door close but I don’t look back at Huntley,
afraid I’ll snap at her for shit other people have said. I squelch the urge to
yell and release my frustration the way a toddler would.
“I’m sorry.”
Her voice is soft and tiny. I snap my head back and frown. Before she can look
up, I walk the few steps between us and cage her in against my truck. She looks
scared, like I might hurt her, but when her eyes find mine I see nothing but
warmth and benevolence in their boundless sapphire-colored depths.
In that
moment I feel naked, like she can see my soul stripped bare of its impurities
and imperfections. I don’t like that it makes me feel vulnerable and completely
exposed to the derision I know will follow when she sees the ugly secrets that
keep me awake night after night.
I take the
chance to inhale her scent. Leaning in a little closer, I drag my nose along
her shoulder, getting as close as possible without touching her. The edges of
my mouth turn up, forming a smile, when I find that I’m right. She does smell
like strawberries. And vanilla. It’s a heady combination that I’m going to
become addicted to very quickly.
“I won’t
hurt you,” I whisper, “But I think it’s best if we stay away from each other.”
Hurt
flickers across her features and it’s like a punch to the stomach. “What made
you think I was interested Grayson?” she bites back. She has a fire inside her.
I see it. I feel it. And it’s sexy.
“Oh, I know
you are,” I know it’s arrogant but I’m hoping my cocky attitude will repulse
her enough to make her stay away.
A car pulls
up to the curb, making us both shift apart. I cringe when my body immediately
misses the heat that radiated off of her in waves.
Her back
straightens and she squares her shoulders, pushing off my truck. “Goodbye
Grayson.” Her back turns to me and I watch her get into Demi’s red Lexus and
drive away. I should’ve kept my mouth shut until Demi got here. That would’ve
been the smart thing to do.
Excerpt
2
“I was busy
Rebecca.” My voice is cold and flat and I know I’m being an asshole but it’s
time to end this. I didn’t sign up for a girlfriend and certainly not a
possessive one at that, which Rebecca knew from the start. I should’ve known
she’d get attached, they always do.
I hear her
say something but it falls away when my eyes land on someone else. My breath
catches in my throat and it’s like all time is standing still, freezing this
moment before it flies past too quickly. Nothing else exists.
Her blonde
hair is pulled up high in a messy bun with a few loose tendrils hanging in her
face. She’s wearing a white sundress that compliments her sun kissed skin and
red cowboy boots that make her legs look they go on forever. God have mercy… those legs… My mind goes
straight to conjuring up images of seeing her in nothing but those red boots.
Damn…
I don’t
think Blondie could get any hotter but then she proves me wrong when she
laughs, a light choral sound that echoes through every bone in my body and
settles itself in the core of my stomach. I am completely transfixed, my eyes
following her every move until she disappears into the kitchen.
Excerpt
3
Moments
later, Mrs. Coach calls me inside to help carry out the remainder of the food
when there’s a knock at the door. It’s so soft I’m almost sure I imagined it.
“Grayson honey, please grab the door,” Mrs. Coach calls from the kitchen. I
walk to the door but when I open it, I’m completely unprepared for what’s in
front of me. Or rather who is in front of me.
Huntley is
wearing a coral sundress with matching pumps. The color accentuates her
sun-kissed skin, making it look like she’s glowing.
Her hair is
curled and left loose, hanging down past her shoulders. My eyes stop at her
lips, pink and glossy. I stand there like an idiot and shamelessly drink her
curves in.
She clears
her throat and for a brief second I’m lost in the depth of those
sapphire-colored irises. I have never seen stormy blue eyes until now. They tell a story, about what I’m not sure,
but it’s there, in those stormy depths and I want to find out what it is.
“Hi,” she
whispers. Her musical voice moves through my body and jolts me from my daze.
“What are
you doing here?” The words are out of my mouth before I realize what I’m
saying. Hurt flashes across her face at the sound of my accusatory tone and I
want to kick myself in the nuts for being such an ass. It just goes to show
what being around this gorgeous girl does to me.
“This is my
family,” she states matter-of-factly, “I was invited.”
Of course
she was invited. Coach Morgan is her uncle after all.
Thank you Captain Obvious…
Dumbass…
“Sorry, of
course, come in,” I barely choke the words out and gesture for her to come in.
I catch a trace of her perfume and almost lose my mind. God, I love
strawberries and vanilla. She giggles and I realize I said that out loud.
Are you fucking kidding me? Could this get any
worse?
Huntley
pauses in front of me and smiles. It’s enough to steal the air right out of my
lungs.
“Strawberries
and vanilla are my favorite too,” she whispers. She stretches onto the balls of
her feet to place a feather-light peck on my cheek. I can feel the heat surface
in my cheeks and it’s the first time ever
that a girl makes me blush.
Playlist
The House That Built Me – Miranda
Lambert
Love Story – Taylor Swift
Holding Out For A Hero – Ella Mae
Bowen
Barefoot Blue Jean Night – Jake Owen
I knew You Were Trouble – Taylor
Swift
Beneath Your Beautiful – Labrynth ft
Emile Sande
Red – Taylor Swift
Hard To Love –Lee Brice
Cruise – Florida Georgia Line ft
Nelly
If I Die Young – The Band Perry
I Should’ve Kissed You (Goodnight) –
Gloriana
Crazier – Taylor Swift
Between The Raindrops – Lifehouse ft
Natasha Beddingfield
Before The Storm – Miley Cyrus ft
Nick Jonas
Because You Live – Jesse McCartney
Why Ya Wanna – Jana Kramer
Whiskey – Jana Kramer
God Gave Me You – Blake Shelton
We Are Broken – Paramore
Gone – Phillip Phillips
Life Aint Always Beautiful – Gary
Allen
God Bless The Broken Road – Rascal
Flatts
Wanted – Hunter Hayes
Author Bio:
Tamsyn is a 21 year old blogger turned author from South Africa who has an insatiable hunger for New Adult Contemporary Romance novels, coffee and chocolate. When she’s not getting caught up in yet another steamy romance with a new book boyfriend, she can be found spending endless hours working away on her laptop in pursuit of her Marketing degree and a career in book Publishing. Tamsyn is a Brat when it comes to books and believes that every story, no matter how challenging, should have a Happy Ever After. Tamsyn is currently hard at work on her debut novel Beneath Your Beautiful, set to be available July 2013.
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