Sunday, November 11, 2012
I thought for the hop today I'd feature an excerpt my my good friend, Wendi Zwaduk's military romance, You'll Think of Me. Cade's always been close to my heart because he's not your average romance hero. He's suffering from PTSD and struggling to fit back into the world. I thank all the men and women of the military and am so glad they are doing what they do to keep us all safe. For my giveaway, there's a copy of You'll Think of Me up for grabs. The prize is open to anyone (US and INT) who comments on the post, leaves their name and their email. Add more entries by signing up for the newsletter. Easy! Now, let's get on with that excerpt.
Melanie Roberts loved her best friend more than she could ever imagine, and for longer than she wants to admit. Though once lovers, she's resigned herself to being no more than his best friend and roommate. On the eve of his return from deployment in Iraq, in order to keep her heart from breaking, she decides she's moving on—after one last sexy night.
Cade Nicholson has come to a decision. As he comes home damaged in both body and soul from his latest deployment, all he wants is to find comfort in Melanie's arms. Unsure and unsteady in expressing his love to the only woman to hold his heart, he has to find a way to convince her of his true feelings.
Can two best friends overcome their demons to prove their love for one another before past decisions come back to haunt them and it’s too late?
Reader Advisory: This book contains anal and outdoor sex.
And now for an excerpt:
“Hi,” he murmured.
She looked up and fisted his shirt in her hands as his arms enfolded her. His dark eyes sparkled as a crooked grin tugged at his lips. What was running through his mind? The heat radiating from his body kicked her senses into hyper drive. The only thought she had was finding satisfaction with Cade.
Liquid desire pooled between her legs. She shifted her hips. No, no. Restraint. If she practiced a little restraint, maybe the heat of the moment would pass. Not quite. He looked too damn enticing in casual clothes. Oh, hell, who cared about restraint? “Did I ever tell you how dead sexy you are?”
As he raised his thick brows and smirked, he rubbed her back with long, languid strokes. The creases on his forehead melted away, making him look like the Cade she remembered. Could Rhett’s comment be true? A tiny part of her hoped so. She shoved the thought aside to insulate her feelings.
“It’s been a while, Mel. Why?”
His sexy rumble turned her insides out and spurred her on. She let go of his shirt and cupped his cheeks. “You are, and I want you—right now.” She pressed her open lips to his and moaned. Kissing Cade was almost better than sex. He knew how to tease and torment her with nothing more than his tongue. He tasted like sin and smelled divine, like an outdoorsman. A girl could get lost in that much testosterone, and Melanie never wanted to be found. How had she managed to stay friends-with-benefits with him for so long after the break up?
Groaning, he wound his fingers in her hair. Her scalp tingled as he spoke against her lips. “You do know how to get a man’s attention.”
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