This week the debut novel from Amy Marie, Unexpected was the Book/series of the Week. The book was released on July 15th.
Synopsis
At 27 Erin Decker thinks she has the perfect life. A career as a middle school math teacher that is thriving, her best friend Noelle living with her in a dream home and a handsome longtime boyfriend, Robert, secure and faithful...or so she thought. When her visions of a marriage proposal are met with the ultimate betrayal Erin looks to embark on a summer that will change her life.
While trying to forget Robert’s infidelity Erin meets young and sexy Walker. After sharing a night of passion with the strong willed, sexy distraction she walks away, no strings attached.
Her life changing summer becomes just that when she realizes she took a little piece of Walker with her and no way to find him. Just when she is finally coming to terms that she will never see him again he shows up unexpectedly and turns Erin’s world upside down. Will Walker be exactly what Erin needs? Can Erin let go of her past to make way for a future she never saw coming? Will Erin achieve that perfect life she desperately craves with the most unexpected person?
While trying to forget Robert’s infidelity Erin meets young and sexy Walker. After sharing a night of passion with the strong willed, sexy distraction she walks away, no strings attached.
Her life changing summer becomes just that when she realizes she took a little piece of Walker with her and no way to find him. Just when she is finally coming to terms that she will never see him again he shows up unexpectedly and turns Erin’s world upside down. Will Walker be exactly what Erin needs? Can Erin let go of her past to make way for a future she never saw coming? Will Erin achieve that perfect life she desperately craves with the most unexpected person?
Excerpts
Excerpt #1
“You feeling ok, baby? Maybe remembering how I felt inside you? I can make that happen again.”
“You feeling ok, baby? Maybe remembering how I felt inside you? I can make that happen again.”
His voice oozes seduction, and though the question pisses me off, the clothes he is wearing are now my focal point. It’s nothing close to the sexed up god look The dark forest green polo shirt is slim on his torso, and showcasing the pecs I used for support as I rode him almost three long lonely months ago. The ironed khaki pants are tight and hiding the beast that almost split me in two. My pulse quickens at the thought. Raising my eyes up to his one dimpled smirk, and swallowing the lump in my throat, I know he has caught me. “Like what you see?”
“You are so egotistical, you know that? And didn’t you say you were seeing someone, Walker? Don’t make those kinds of comments to me and then go home to someone else,” I say in a hushed tone, finally breaking my silence.
“I don’t think she would mind, Erin. In fact, it's you that I'm seeing. You’re all I see. All I’ve seen for months now. I can’t get you out of this goddamn head of mine.” He taps the side of his temple to make his point. “Every time I close my eyes I see your beautiful brown eyes, hovering above me, using me for pleasure.”
“You are so egotistical, you know that? And didn’t you say you were seeing someone, Walker? Don’t make those kinds of comments to me and then go home to someone else,” I say in a hushed tone, finally breaking my silence.
“I don’t think she would mind, Erin. In fact, it's you that I'm seeing. You’re all I see. All I’ve seen for months now. I can’t get you out of this goddamn head of mine.” He taps the side of his temple to make his point. “Every time I close my eyes I see your beautiful brown eyes, hovering above me, using me for pleasure.”
Excerpt #2
My body isn’t used to this much alcohol. The few glasses of wine I normally drink don’t have me in the middle of a dance “orgy” without remembering how I got there. Sweat is dripping down my neck and tickling the space between my breasts. After the third round of drinks, bought by three different men just wanting to get in my pants, I feel relaxed yet out of control. Noelle is nowhere to be found and in my drunken state I’m not even the least bit concerned about it. The music has taken over my body and I can feel myself letting go of all the stress and anxiety that Robert has caused me. I don’t
care who is watching because at this moment I feel like the sexiest person in here.
With my eyes closed I rub my hands along my hips all the way to my hair, pulling it off my neck into a makeshift ponytail. The beat of the music moves through me like an electric wave. When a cool puff of air passes over the back of my neck it feels like water in the Sahara. Larger hands than I’ve ever felt before unexpectedly come around my waist and pull me back into a rock hard chest. My breathing becomes more ragged ragged as the mystery man whispers in my ear.
My body isn’t used to this much alcohol. The few glasses of wine I normally drink don’t have me in the middle of a dance “orgy” without remembering how I got there. Sweat is dripping down my neck and tickling the space between my breasts. After the third round of drinks, bought by three different men just wanting to get in my pants, I feel relaxed yet out of control. Noelle is nowhere to be found and in my drunken state I’m not even the least bit concerned about it. The music has taken over my body and I can feel myself letting go of all the stress and anxiety that Robert has caused me. I don’t
care who is watching because at this moment I feel like the sexiest person in here.
With my eyes closed I rub my hands along my hips all the way to my hair, pulling it off my neck into a makeshift ponytail. The beat of the music moves through me like an electric wave. When a cool puff of air passes over the back of my neck it feels like water in the Sahara. Larger hands than I’ve ever felt before unexpectedly come around my waist and pull me back into a rock hard chest. My breathing becomes more ragged ragged as the mystery man whispers in my ear.
“Are you hot, baby?” He asks, his hot breath sending shivers down my spine.
My senses are on high alert and despite the fact that I haven’t a clue what he looks like, those four words turn me on instantly. If his voice can do that to me I’d love to see what his enormous hands are capable of. Our bodies connect and sway to the music as his mouth continues to hover just above my shoulder causing tingles to radiate through my body. I can feel his lips grazing the crease of my neck and when he nips my skin my knees go weak. My head falls back involuntarily giving him more access to continue his sensual assault. He smells delicious, and the soft suctioning kisses he places up my neck cause me to moan in anticipation. I have to see the man who is releasing all my inhibitions.
Reluctantly I turn my heated body around feeling the loss of his soft lips, but what I’m rewarded with is a vision of godliness. Standing at what appears to be well over six feet tall is the most panty-dropping specimen that I have ever laid my eyes upon. I should have turned around sooner! His plain black t-shirt hugs every single slender muscle in his sexy ass arms. The faded blue jeans he wears are snug, even more so where his zipper lies, showing me how much he is turned on. His dark brown hair is a styled mess; short on the sides but longer up top. I can’t help but wonder what it would feel like to grab hold of it and tug. Hard. A grin flashes across his face, as if he’s read my mind, and I see a hint of just one dimple on the right side of his mouth. His green eyes appear hungry as they shamelessly take me in from my toes to my own starving eyes. I swallow hard and try to catch my breath.
“I thought you looked good from behind but damn if you don’t look heavenly from
this angle,” he says loudly, over the music.
He grabs both of my hands, circling them around his neck. With our height difference my forehead falls into his chest perfectly, as if we are two pieces of a puzzle. I try to control my breathing; the alcohol is coursing through my veins now. Freeing my hands from their hold, they find their way down and softly graze over his pecs and then the ripple of his abs. They falter as they come in contact with not a six pack but, a ...1,2,3,... eight pack! I see his chest rising and falling rapidly. I think he must be as turned on by me as I am by him. Impossible.
My senses are on high alert and despite the fact that I haven’t a clue what he looks like, those four words turn me on instantly. If his voice can do that to me I’d love to see what his enormous hands are capable of. Our bodies connect and sway to the music as his mouth continues to hover just above my shoulder causing tingles to radiate through my body. I can feel his lips grazing the crease of my neck and when he nips my skin my knees go weak. My head falls back involuntarily giving him more access to continue his sensual assault. He smells delicious, and the soft suctioning kisses he places up my neck cause me to moan in anticipation. I have to see the man who is releasing all my inhibitions.
Reluctantly I turn my heated body around feeling the loss of his soft lips, but what I’m rewarded with is a vision of godliness. Standing at what appears to be well over six feet tall is the most panty-dropping specimen that I have ever laid my eyes upon. I should have turned around sooner! His plain black t-shirt hugs every single slender muscle in his sexy ass arms. The faded blue jeans he wears are snug, even more so where his zipper lies, showing me how much he is turned on. His dark brown hair is a styled mess; short on the sides but longer up top. I can’t help but wonder what it would feel like to grab hold of it and tug. Hard. A grin flashes across his face, as if he’s read my mind, and I see a hint of just one dimple on the right side of his mouth. His green eyes appear hungry as they shamelessly take me in from my toes to my own starving eyes. I swallow hard and try to catch my breath.
“I thought you looked good from behind but damn if you don’t look heavenly from
this angle,” he says loudly, over the music.
He grabs both of my hands, circling them around his neck. With our height difference my forehead falls into his chest perfectly, as if we are two pieces of a puzzle. I try to control my breathing; the alcohol is coursing through my veins now. Freeing my hands from their hold, they find their way down and softly graze over his pecs and then the ripple of his abs. They falter as they come in contact with not a six pack but, a ...1,2,3,... eight pack! I see his chest rising and falling rapidly. I think he must be as turned on by me as I am by him. Impossible.
Unexpected is now available on Amazon and Barnes & Noble
About the Author
Amy Marie is new author. Her debut novel, Unexpected was released on July 15th. For more information about Amy and her upcoming books, visit her Facebook page.
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