Not at First by Phalla S. Rios
Book: Not At First
Author: Phalla S. Rios
Release date: July 19th
Synopsis:
Falling for two men at the
same time was something Angel Mabbott never expected to happen.
Leaving a past full of
pain and loss in California, Angel is determined to make something of her life
when she starts college in Minneapolis.
But life takes a turn when she finds herself torn between Kevin and
Roman.
Kevin Hawken is a
domineering man who forces himself into Angel’s life and changes everything
she thought she knew. But how much can
he be trusted when he is so secretive about himself?
Angel was instantly
intrigued when she first laid eyes on Roman Conti, an Investment firm
owner. He was everything she ever
wanted in a man: romantic, loving, and protective over her.
As Angel begins to weave a
bitter web of desire and deceit, will she find herself consumed, or will she
be able to find her way out and follow her heart?
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Excerpt:
“Angel,
I’m so happy that you are living in the house. I hope we will become the best
of friends.” Aubrey yells across Zoe and Lola in order for me to hear her.
I
give her a small smile and we all click our glasses together.
“I
want to dance now,” Zoe says, dancing in her seat.
“You
guys go ahead I want to enjoy more of my champagne.” I say.
“Are
you sure?” Lola asks.
“Yes,”
I nod
The
girls leave with Lola glancing back at me once.
I
slowly sip my drink and look out, at the crowd and I blink, and then I blink
again. My eyes stay focused on a figure across the room.
Boy,
does he look pissed.
I
move my gaze away from him and pretend I didn’t see him. As if that will be
enough to keep him away.
Shit,
he’s making his way over to me. I set the glass down, make my way to the
stairs, and out onto the dance floor in a panic. I feel my phone buzzing in my
wristlet.
It’s
him, don’t look, and just keep moving, I tell myself.
I
find Lola and the girls dancing together. They have guys around them. Lola has
her back to a guy, dancing her heart out, and she’s grinning.
She
reaches her hands out to take mine and I start to move with her. She lets my
hands go when she see that I am dancing.
A
very good looking boy comes up to me and starts dancing. I hook an arm around
his neck to bring him in closer. He presses his body into mine and sways his
hips. I move with him.
“You’re
so beautiful. Where have you been all my life?” He murmurs into my ear.
I
giggle and move my back to him without breaking any body contact. He pulls me
in close with his hand that is on my stomach.
As
we continue to dance, my mind drifts away from him. Is he still coming after
me? Is he watching me dance with this guy? I want him to see how much I am
enjoying dancing with cutie boy here, I don’t know why. But I do.
I
move my dance moves up a notch in the sexiness range by bending down and
tapping the floor with one hand. I move back up slowly and grind my hips
against my dance partner.
We
dance just like this for a moment. I don’t understand what is happening when I
feel his hands slide off of me. I am a little irritated that he doesn't even
have the courtesy to tell me he’s leaving.
My
irritation is cut short when a big strong arm circles around to the front of my
body and crushes me to him. The familiar scent of sweet, earthy manliness invades
my senses and I fight to get his tattoo covered arms off of me. His arm comes
back and he presses his hand on one of my boobs. He chuckles into my hair.
Yanking
his arm away from me, I turn around, and slap him.
“You
really need to know your boundaries, Kevin,” I yell at him and stomp away.
He
follows right behind me.
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