Today
on First Kiss Friday, we welcome romance author, Mary E Thompson, and an excerpt from her Contemporary
Romance, “Order vs. Chaos (Opposites Attract Book 1).”
Paradise is not
like I remembered…
My curvy, sexy
new boss has a chip on her shoulder the size of The Big Island.
And it’s all
because of me. Although I have no idea why. She couldn’t be pissed because I
checked her out the first time we met. She’s hot, and I like to look. But I
won’t touch. She is my boss.
I spend my days
trying to convince her she won’t regret hiring me, and my nights trying to
forget my past.
And I’m failing
at both. Kiana threatens to fire me before our first wedding. But I’m not
leaving Hawaii. I lived through hell, and have the flashbacks to prove it. I’m
staying put. No matter what she throws at me.
Even if it’s my
worst nightmare come to life.
First
Kiss Excerpt
She sighed and
that vulnerability snuck back into her eyes. “Why do you care?”
I shrugged.
“What kind of person would I be if I didn’t care?”
“You don’t even
know me,” she whispered, making me wonder if she was talking to me or herself.
“That doesn’t
mean I want you to run yourself ragged or get hurt. You need to take care of
yourself.”
“I do fine.”
“I didn’t say
you didn’t. I care about the people I’m around. And that starts with you.”
She looked up at
me with eyes so big she looked like a cartoon character. She was close to me,
close enough that I could smell coconut rolling off her.
Her pulse
fluttered in her neck, and her breath quickened. I stepped closer to her,
unable to resist the tug between us. I’d felt it the moment I saw her, and it
only got stronger as she stared up at me with those eyes that begged me to take
care of her.
I wanted nothing
more.
She rose to her
tiptoes as I leaned down. Our lips met somewhere in the middle, a spark
shooting through me. Her lips were soft, delicate, tentative. I didn’t know if
she was single, if she even liked me, but in that moment, nothing mattered
except kissing her.
Her hands wound
around my neck, dragging me closer to her. I slid one hand into her hair and
the other low on her waist, desperate to feel her curves.
She moaned
softly when my tongue traced her lips, then parted them for me. She tasted as
sweet as I knew she would. Like everything good in the world wrapped up in one
beautiful wedding planning package.
Which reminded
me…she was my boss.
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