The Promise–the novella that starts off Jean Oram’s new Veils and Vows series is now out!
Get swept away by Blueberry Springs and stay up all night reading with this book early readers call highly emotional and addictive!
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SNEAK PEEK FROM THE PROMISE
“So…you race?” Olivia asked, turning to face him, while shifting out from under his arm.
Devon nodded. “Do you?”
She shook her head rapidly. Of course not.
She replied with a laugh, unable to come up with an answer that didn’t make her sound stuck up or chicken.
“You like the adrenaline rush?” she asked.
“Nothing has ever made me feel as alive.”
“Nothing?” she teased.
“Come with me sometime,” he said, his eyes on hers. “I’ll teach you.” He was serious.
She couldn’t imagine herself behind the wheel of a race car, but didn’t want to say no and risk shutting him down. She wanted to continue the flirtatious banter.
“I’d rather you teach me how to play pool.” She gave him a teasing glance, letting him know she was imagining his arms wrapped around her body as he helped her line up a shot.
He let out a bark of delighted laughter. “I like your style, Olivia.”
“Want to know a secret?”
He leaned closer, a wicked glint in his eyes. His aftershave was musky, intoxicating, and she inhaled it, waiting a beat before saying, “I already know how to play.”
He grinned, increasing the potent headiness of their flirting game.
“There’s a diner at the end of the block,” he stated.
“Want to go for coffee?”
He thought she was drunk and needed to sober up? Ouch.
“It was nice meeting you.” She went to turn away, but Devon cupped her head like he was going to bring her in for a kiss, his steady gaze making her feel seen, special.
He didn’t think she was drunk. He was interested in her.
That made her whole body feel as if a bottle of Sprite had been shaken, then let loose inside her.
“Are you going to kiss me?” she asked. “Because I’m going to kiss you.”