USED
(Unloveable #1)
by
Lynetta Halat
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| Release Date: January 19, 2014 Genre: New Adult Romance |
~ Synopsis ~
I am a slut. No worries. I've come to terms with it, and you will too. I’m not one of those girls who thinks she’s too plain, too fat, too skinny, too shy … no, I don’t have that kind of luck. I’m the girl who knows she’s just right for everyone. — Denver
A reputation as a manwhore–with–a–heart–of–gold tends to precede me. But, I don’t do girls with issues, that is until this girl. It's this girl I want to fix. This girl I want to protect. And maybe … more. — Ransom
Being in love with the same girl your entire life isn't all it's cracked up to be. She uses me in every way imaginable. How does she see me? I am her perpetual one-night stand. No strings, no attachments. Just mind-numbing sex ... for her anyway. — Greer
Feeling like the life is being choked out of her in the small town of Anaconda, Montana, Denver Dempsey craves the escape that college offers … even if that means leaving her “best friend with benefits” and looking for a new way to forget. Thinking she's found the perfect hookup in Ransom, Denver's outlook on college is bright. That is, until Greer shows up looking for a second chance, and Ransom's interest turns to hatred.
Love. Hate. Triangle.
Who's using who?
A reputation as a manwhore–with–a–heart–of–gold tends to precede me. But, I don’t do girls with issues, that is until this girl. It's this girl I want to fix. This girl I want to protect. And maybe … more. — Ransom
Being in love with the same girl your entire life isn't all it's cracked up to be. She uses me in every way imaginable. How does she see me? I am her perpetual one-night stand. No strings, no attachments. Just mind-numbing sex ... for her anyway. — Greer
Feeling like the life is being choked out of her in the small town of Anaconda, Montana, Denver Dempsey craves the escape that college offers … even if that means leaving her “best friend with benefits” and looking for a new way to forget. Thinking she's found the perfect hookup in Ransom, Denver's outlook on college is bright. That is, until Greer shows up looking for a second chance, and Ransom's interest turns to hatred.
Love. Hate. Triangle.
Who's using who?
Shut Up, and Kiss Me
After a few
minutes, Greer stretches out beside me and searches for my hand. Only his hand
touches mine, but my whole being tingles. He threads his fingers through mine
and runs his thumb over my palm. Something in me twists and splinters, shooting
chills all through my body. My breath hitches in my throat because I can’t
breathe around the knot that has formed there.
“You feel
it too,” he says simply.
I close my
eyes tighter, suddenly embarrassed by the fact that I’m not slick. “Yes,” I
admit in a whisper.
“Look at
me, Denver.”
Turning my
head to the side, I open my eyes to find his blue-eyed gaze roaming over me.
His eyes find mine, and we just take each other in. I want to say something,
but I can’t think of one darn thing that sounds intelligent or even … sexy. Do
I even want to be sexy for him? Yes. Yes,
I do. I see stupid girls flirt with him all the time. I don’t want to be that girl, but I do want him to see me
as a girl and not just his friend. Ironic, since I’ve spent my whole life
telling him not to treat me like a
girl.
“I want to
kiss you so bad … but if I kiss you, it will change everything,” he says in
that gravelly voice.
“Change is
good,” I whisper.
Rolling to
his side, his mouth is centimeters from mine. I can’t make myself move although
I’m aching with want. But I haven’t been kissed—ever. And I haven’t kissed
anyone since that time on the monkey bars in seventh grade when I stuck my
tongue in Brian Thomas’s mouth on a bet. I shocked the shit out of him, and he
didn’t even kiss me back. When the bell rang, he jerked back and hit his head
hard, sending him to the nurse for the rest of the afternoon. Not my finest
moment.
“I don’t
want to lose my best friend,” he tells me.
I bring up
my other hand and run it over his jaw. “You’re not going to lose me. No matter what.
We’ll still be friends.”
“Relationships
ruin friendships. We’ve seen enough of that.”
I shiver
with that truth. “True. But we’re different. We’ve been together since before
we were born. I can’t live without you, so I won’t hurt our friendship.”
Bringing
our entwined hands up, he kisses my knuckles. “Me either. We’ll take it slow,
all right?”
“All right,
my golden boy,” I whisper.
The effect
of my words is instantaneous; the blue in his eyes intensifies to boiling. He
leans in, his lips brushing mine softly. “Denver,” he whispers against me.
“I’ve always wanted to make you mine. Ever since I understood what that meant.
I’ve never seen anyone but you.” And even though his eyes burn with passion, I
hear a little tremor in his voice. Now, him always putting off those girls
makes a whole lot more sense.
“I thought
we were taking it slow,” I chastise, but I delight in knowing that he feels
something more for me.
“I just
want you to know that I don’t take this lightly. You’re the most important
person in my universe. And I’ll do anything to protect us.”
His
declaration unleashes a torrent of need in me, and I no longer want him to kiss
me—I need him to kiss me. “Greer,
will you shut up and kiss me, please?”
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~ About the Author ~
Since the dawn of time, Lynetta
Halat has lived to read and has written innumerable stories and plays. A lover
of good books, bad boys, and kickass tunes, she'd always dreamt of penning
books that people could connect with and remember. She also has a secret
penchant for wringing the emotions out of unsuspecting readers, and she
collects reader's tears in much the same way that wine connoisseurs collect
their favorite vintage.
Her first novel, Every Rose,
was the perfect catalyst to launch her into the world of publishing,
effectively burrowing her way into the hearts and minds of readers throughout
the world. Everything I've Never Had was her follow-up adult romance
novel. Now, she has penned Used, a New Adult Romance that she hopes
sinks its teeth into you and doesn't let go.
Her love of the English language
prompted her to pursue a Master's degree in English from Old Dominion
University in Virginia, where she also minored in snark and interpretive dance.
She lives somewhere along the Mississippi Gulf Coast with her adorable husband,
two amazing sons, and two loveable dogs. When she's not writing riveting
stories, she likes to focus on her macramé art and her scouring of eBay, where
she buys locks of hair from her favorite rock stars, most especially Bret
Michaels and Dave Grohl.
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