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Book: The Perception
Author: Adriana Locke
Author: Adriana Locke
SYNOPSIS
There is no greater burden than a secret, and Kari Stanley has been carrying one alone for a long time. But fate intervenes in the form of a broken down car and the kind offer of assistance from a handsome stranger with a sweet, southern drawl. In exchange, all she has to do is go to dinner with him. Temptation was never so sweet.
Max Quinn has secrets of his own. His good deeds aren't just a product of his southern upbringing; they're his atonement. As one dinner turns into two, he realizes that Kari just might be his salvation.
As they struggle to find their path together, their secrets weigh heavier on them. Will they be able to trust one another with the truth, or will their secrets keep them apart forever?
Max Quinn has secrets of his own. His good deeds aren't just a product of his southern upbringing; they're his atonement. As one dinner turns into two, he realizes that Kari just might be his salvation.
As they struggle to find their path together, their secrets weigh heavier on them. Will they be able to trust one another with the truth, or will their secrets keep them apart forever?
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SNIPPET
I leaned against the doorframe and watched him.
Max hadn’t heard me enter. He was sprawled across the
bed, a pair of crimson red boxer briefs the only thing covering his divine
body. His abs muscles rippled as he played with Titus, the puppy he found
abandoned on a job site. In typical Max
fashion, he brought the puppy home. Titus slept on Max’s chest that night, obviously
in love with him from the start. I couldn’t say I blamed him - it was my
favorite spot to snuggle, too.
Max rolled the chocolate-colored puppy a few times,
his large hand bigger than the puppy’s head. Titus rolled across the bed and
Max chuckled, stretching out on his back. The dog padded across the blankets
and plopped down beside him, panting from the play. Max reached over and
stroked his stomach. “How are ya, boy? You like this, huh? You like playin’
with me?”
“I’m not sure how anything wouldn’t like you touching
it like that,” I laughed, walking into the room.
Max popped up on his elbows and smiled sexily. His
dimple shining in his cheek, his hair a wild mess, he looked downright edible.
“Get your ass over here and I’ll touch you like that, too.”
I shrugged off my robe and tossed it onto a nearby
chair. “I don’t want to interrupt …”
“Woman,” he growled, picking up the puppy and sitting
it gently on the floor. Titus whined immediately, his little cobalt blue eyes
sad. Max reached down and petted him. “Be good and go on.” He nodded his head
towards the fluffy pillow he bought the dog and Titus obediently walked over,
marched in a circle, and laid down.
Max shook his head and sighed. “If only I could get
you to listen half as well as that dog.”
“Not a chance, babe,” I laughed. I stood between his
legs. He wrapped his arms around my waist and nuzzled his face into my abdomen.
“I bought you all of those things to sleep in and you
are wearin’ my old Sun Devils shirt?”
“I like this shirt. It’s all cozy and soft and it
smells like you. And I took all of my things to my house to wash yesterday.”
His shoulders slumped. “Would it do me any good at
all to point out the ridiculousness that you don’t live here?”
“Nope,” I said, grabbing his hair and pulling his
head back so I could see into his emerald eyes. They were so easy to get lost
in. I had found myself on the verge of agreeing to things I knew better than to
agree to when gazing into them.
He grabbed my thighs, pressing his fingertips into my
bare skin. His touch, coupled with the earlier unobstructed view of his body,
made me ache with want.
“It wouldn’t do you any good at all to go there,” I
continued, “but it might do you some good to go here.” I grabbed his right hand and placed it between my legs. He
rubbed his thumb over my opening, the fabric of my panties pressing into my
wetness. I pushed my body against his hand, needing the friction to ease the
buildup that was beginning to grow out of control.
Max withdrew his hand and placed both of them on the
backs of my legs, pulling me closer to him.
“What are you doing? I want you. Now,” I all but
begged.
“I know you do, sweetheart. But I want to slow down a
minute.”
I looked at him in disbelief. “I don’t want to slow
down. I want you inside me.”
“And I want to be inside you,” he said, his voice
deep and rough. I could hear the need in his tone, mirroring mine. He ran his
hands up the backs of my legs, setting my skin on fire, until he reached my
backside. He cupped both cheeks in his hands. “I always want to be inside you.
But I want to enjoy your body. This,” he said, squeezing my ass, “should be
appreciated. Let me love on you a minute.”
LINKS
Get a taste of Max and Kari in The Exception.
AUTHOR BIO
Adriana Locke lives and breathes books. After years of slightly
obsessive relationships with the flawed bad boys created by other authors, she
has created her own.
Adriana lives in the Midwest with her family. She spends a large
amount of time playing with her kids, drinking coffee, and cooking. Her
favorite things include sunshine, candy, and random quotes.
She loves to hear from readers! Find her at the following social
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