Monday, September 10, 2012
The Secret of Ella and Micha Teaser!
I have no idea if I've posted this teaser already. I tried to go through my posts, but there are too many. So if you've read this already, I apologize.
Here is teaser from The Secret of Ella and Micha (a new adult contemporary novel)! This book has a Mature Content Advisory and is not suitable for young readers.
Micha reaches the grass, just before the fence divides our houses. “How did you know about that?”
I stop just short of the fence. As long as we stay on opposite sides, then it will be okay. “Ethan told me while you were gone.”
He shakes his head, annoyed. “He has such a mouth on him. He’s worse than a girl.”
“Hey,” I say, feigning offended. “Now all girls are bad. I’ve always been an excellent secret keeper. You know that.”
He places his hands on the fence, gripping the metal tightly. “I don’t know that anymore. In fact, I’m starting to think I’ve never known you at all.” He gestures his hand at my clothes. “Maybe this was who you always were. Maybe this place was just getting in the way.”
I’m upset, but I don’t know why. He’s just saying what he thinks. “I don’t think I even know who I am anymore. But either way, you could have told me what was going on with your dad.”
“Could I?” His legs push against the fence. “Because I’m not sure you can handle that, pretty girl. You can barely handle your own problems.”
I narrow the small gap between myself and the fence. “Try me.”
His aqua eyes search mine. “It was almost as painful as that day you ran off. I mean, he has a whole other family….” His voice cracks at the end and he bites down on his lip, nibbling anxiously at his lip ring. “Like we weren’t good enough or something.”
The ache in his expression pulls me into his world for a moment and I start to panic, wanting to make him feel better. Not knowing what else to do, I lean over the fence and lightly graze my lips against his. Heat caresses my mouth and I pull back.
“No ***** way,” Micha growls with so much desire in his eyes my knees buckle. “I’m not letting you run away this time.” His hand slides around the back of my neck, much gentler then the intensity in his voice. He guides my body against his and tempts me with a soft brush of his lips. And I can’t help myself—I fall into him.
My mouth opens willingly, lost in the mind-numbing moment. He slips his tongue deep inside my mouth, tasting me thoroughly. My hands trace up the front of his bare chest, and I hook my arms around his neck. We crush the fence between our bodies and we try to bury ourselves into one another.
Posted by Jessica Sorensen at 7:27 PM