HOOKED ON TROUBLE
Over the Top, #3
by Kelly Siskind
Release Date: January 10th
2017
Publisher: Forever Yours
Genre: Contemporary Romance
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Reality bites. Hard. The last time Raven did
"real" was sixteen months ago, when she spent one unforgettable night
with the tattooed, impossibly sexy Nico, and then he disappeared the next day.
Since then, she's kept her guard up and her feelings to herself. She doesn't
have time for relationship drama when she's busy searching for her long, lost
sister.
Nico hasn't stopped thinking about Raven—her sultry curves,
inked skin, or the fact that he ditched her after their night together. Now
that they're living in the same city, he knows this is his chance to make
things right. What better way to prove to Raven he's for real than helping her
find her sister? But when the lines between right and wrong start to blur,
putting his job on the line, Nico has to decide if the risk is worth the
ultimate reward.
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Excerpt
His large hand presses against my knee under
the table. “Can we talk?”
Jesus, his touch. It’s the
first time I’ve felt the weight of his palm on me since Aspen. It’s heavy.
Huge. Callused. Instinctually I shift forward, my body no longer mine to
command. He doesn’t move his hand. Just his thumb. It presses harder, dragging
downward. I grip my armrests to keep from sliding to the floor. He stares at
me, waiting for my answer.
Yes.
No. Maybe. I choose silence.
The way our lives are entrenched with our
friends, I’ll have to spend time with him, and I can’t keep pretending I can
block him out. Moving here was about starting fresh, which means letting go of
this grudge. But talking about Aspen could stir up more feelings, the same way
the experience spurred my need to find Rose. If we talk about our time in the
hot tub, it could unhinge me further.
Our waiter arrives to take our order, and
Nico’s thumb moves again, a tiny brush, his skin against mine, sending a pulse
between my thighs. My sanity plummets. I shout, “Chicken,” like a lunatic as I
push away from the table.
Nico’s hand slides from my knee, but his eyes
don’t waver. I feel his gaze on my back as I hurry to the bathroom. The second
I get inside, I close the door and lean against it, thankful it’s not a public
room with several stalls. I take a few deep breaths.
How can that bit of contact turn me inside
out? The smallest touch?
Memories of his other touches flip through my
mind, snippets of skin and ink, flashes of ecstasy.
My back arching.
His fingers exploring.
The curve of his inked shoulder.
His huge hands.
The sheer size of him.
We might not have had sex, and the details
may be fuzzy, but there’s no doubt it was the hottest night I’ve ever had. What
isn’t fuzzy is the time I spent with him in the hot tub prior, and how he took
advantage of my vulnerability.
Goddamn
Nico. And Goddamn Aspen.
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A small-town girl at heart, Kelly
Siskind moved from the city to open a cheese shop with her husband in Northern
Ontario. When she’s not neck deep in cheese or out hiking, you can find her,
notepad in hand, scribbling down one of the many plot bunnies bouncing around
in her head.
She laughs at her own jokes and
has been known to eat her feelings—Gummy Bears heal all. She’s also an
incurable romantic, devouring romance novels into the wee hours of the morning.
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