ABOUT ABOUT THAT KISS (a standalone Heartbreaker Bay novel)
When love drives you crazy . . .
When sexy Joe Malone never calls after their explosive kiss, Kylie shoves him out of her mind. Until she needs a favor, and it’s a doozy. Something precious to her has been stolen and there’s only one person with unique finder-and-fixer skills that can help—Joe. It means swallowing her pride and somehow trying to avoid the temptation to throttle him—or seduce him.
the best thing to do . . .
No, Joe didn’t call after the kiss. He’s the fun time guy, not the forever guy. And Kylie, after all she’s been through, deserves a good man who will stay. But everything about Kylie makes it damned hard to focus, and though his brain knows what he has to do, his heart isn’t getting the memo.
… is enjoy the ride.
As Kylie and Joe go on the scavenger hunt of their lives, they discover surprising things about each other. Now, the best way for them to get over “that kiss” might just be to replace it with a hundred more.
Teaser Excerpt:
Joe studied
her. “I asked you once before, but now I’m going to ask you again. Is there
something going
on between you
two?”
She tossed up
her hands. “Why do you both keep asking me that about each other?”
His eyes
narrowed. “I thought nothing was going on.”
“And before
today, I could’ve passed a lie detector test on that,” she said.
“What happened
today?”
She paused. Not
because she had anything to be ashamed of, but because she wasn’t quite sure
what
had happened.
“Kylie.”
She sighed.
“It’s nothing.”
“Try again,”
Joe said and gave her the very male universal go on gesture.
She rolled her
eyes. “Fine. He . . . finally made a move on me.”
Joe didn’t
budge. Not a blink, not a muscle twitch, nothing, but she could’ve popped corn
off the electric tension coming off him.
“Describe ‘made
a move,’ ” he finally said.
She crossed her
arms. “And again, how is this relevant to my case?”
He just gave
her that careful stare again and she thought wow, those
eyes of his should be registered as a lethal
weapon, because she found herself opening her
mouth and spilling her guts. “He kissed me.”
“He kissed
you.”
“Yeah,” she
said. “Do you know that you often repeat what I say?”
“What kind of a
kiss?” he asked.
She was
momentarily bewildered. “I don’t know. It was a kiss. A normal kiss. A nice
kiss.” She cocked her head at him. “How many kinds of kisses are there?”
He just looked
at her for a long moment before coming toward her. He backed her to the wall
and pressed his big hands on either side of her head.
“There are many
kinds of kisses,” he said.
Her breath had
backed up in her throat, where her heart had lodged, pounding wildly. “S-s-such
as?”
“Such as this
one.” And then he leaned in and covered her mouth with his.
At
the touch of Joe’s mouth, Kylie’s brain stopped being capable of rational
thought. His tongue gave a knee-weakening stroke against hers and she let out a
shockingly needy moan as she clutched at him, fisting her hands in the material
of his shirt at his chest. Only when he’d thoroughly plundered and pillaged and
left her boneless did he lift his head and
look into her
eyes.
“Wow,” she
whispered, fully aware she was still holding on to him like he was a lifeline,
but the bones in her legs had liquefied. “I mean . . .” She shook her head.
“Wow.”
He nodded.
“Yeah. So to be clear, that wasn’t ‘a normal kiss’ or even ‘a nice kiss.’ It
was a ‘wow’ kiss. Any questions?”
“Just one,” she
said softly. “Can I have another?”
Joe didn’t have
to be asked twice. His mouth immediately descended again, his fingers sliding
into her hair to change the angle of the kiss to suit him. It was a controlled,
alpha thing to do, but she had only one thought—nothing about the usually
carefully, purposely leashed Joe was in control at the moment.
And she liked
it.
She had no idea
how long they went at it because she was in absolute heaven. Who knew that the
man could use his preferred silent mode to
communicate in a way that she finally approved of?
Only when she
was completely breathless and about to strip him down to his birthday suit did
she manage to pull back.
“Any more
questions?” he asked, also a little bit breathless, which was more than
slightly gratifying. Dumbly, she shook her head. His eyes softened and he
gently he stroked his thumb over her bottom lip. “And FYI? Gib’s an idiot.”
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ABOUT JILL SHALVIS
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