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Excerpt – Let Love Live
“So where do we sign?” Dylan’s voice cuts through my
sidetracked brain.
Refocusing my attention back on him, I stammer. “Huh?
What?”
He steps next to me, pats me on the shoulder, but his
touch lands more on my chest than my arm. I stare down at his hand, struck dumb
– well, dumber than I currently sound, anyway. He pulls his hand away,
chuckling at me. “The gym. We like it. Where do we sign?”
Reid laughs along with Dylan as they follow me back out to
the front entrance. I give them the paperwork and before long, they’re both off
to the locker room to get changed.
I do not think
about what Dylan looks like out of his suit. Nope, I definitely don’t do that.
It’s been so long since anyone has worked me up like that. And it’s ridiculous
really, if I think about it.
Dylan’s here with his partner. They have a kid together.
And here I am fantasizing about someone else’s man just because I think he’s
attractive.
Though, anyone would be a fool to think otherwise. His
light blond hair flops forward in his blue-grey eyes. Everything about him
screams perfection; a hard jawline, dusted with the perfect five o’clock
shadow; high cheekbones create a square shape without being too hard-edged. The
one thing that’s not perfect, his nose; it’s crooked, looks like it’s been
broken more than once. It actually makes him even more perfect than if it had
been straight, somehow.
I can’t let myself go there, though. There’s too much on
my plate right now to add in a relationship. When the hell did staring down a
gorgeous man become looking for a relationship.
Maybe I just need to get laid.
Or sleep. Yeah, that’s it. I definitely just need some
sleep.
It’s official. I’ve crossed the line into crazy.
Just as I try to shake the crazy away, I look up from my
paperwork, and see Reid and Dylan step out of the locker room. Mesh shorts and
t-shirts replace Dylan’s high-end suit, but he doesn’t look any less
attractive. If it’s possible, he looks even more so.
I take a deep breath and get back to work. I need to get a
ton of crap done if I want to stay on top of everything, especially since
chances are Rachel won’t be in tomorrow either. Her migraines always last at
least two days. So much for that day off I was hoping for.
An hour passes quickly, and as I focus my attention back
into the gym, shamefully, I’m disappointed that I don’t see Dylan anywhere.
Leaning forward on the desk, I stretch across it, trying to look into the
weight room.
I’m not sure what sight makes me happier, seeing a small
handful of people in there or watching Dylan do lateral side raises.
I’m gonna go ahead and cast my vote for Dylan. He’s got
his short sleeves rolled up, exposing his muscled arms and golden skin. The
cords of his upper arms bunch and pull with each movement, causing my dick to
strain in my khaki shorts.
It’s a good thing I’m not wearing workout shorts because
nothings screams “I’m a professional” like sporting wood at the front desk of
your own gym.
Teasers
About the Author:
Melissa Collins has always been a book worm. Studying
Literature in college ensured that her nose was always stuck in a book. She
followed her passion for reading to the most logical career choice: English
teacher. Her hope was to share her passion for reading and the escapism of
books to her students. Having spent more than a decade in front of a classroom,
she can easily say that it’s been a dream.
Her passion for writing didn’t start until more recently.
When she was home on maternity leave in early 2012, she read her first romance
novel and her head filled with the passion, angst and laughter of the
characters who she read about it. It wasn’t long before characters of her own
took shape in her mind. Their lives took over Melissa’s brain and The Love Series
was born.
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