Lost in Us
by
Layla Hagen
Layla Hagen
Serena has learned to live with her past, locking her secrets
and nightmares deep inside her. But when her boyfriend of six years
abruptly leaves her, she’s catapulted back into pain, nursing a broken
heart. When indulging in mountains of chocolate doesn’t work, Serena
decides the best way to deal with her shattered heart is to indulge
in something else. A rebound . . .
The night she swaps her usual Sprite for tequila, she meets James. The encounter is breathtaking.
Electrifying.
And best not repeated.
James is a successful entrepreneur in Silicon Valley. A man who has amassed a fortune by taking risks. A man who has shunned commitment completely, and still does. He’s the exact opposite of Serena. But sometimes opposites attract. Sometimes they give in to burning passion. Sometimes opposites are perfect for each other.
James is everything her damaged soul could want. His kisses are intoxicating, his touch out of this world. He makes her forget. He grants her peace from her pain. But as they grow closer, Serena discovers she isn’t the only one with a past. James carries the scars of a past much darker than hers. One that has left him damaged, hurt, and wary of love. A past that gives him the power to shatter her.
Now James and Serena must find a way to mend one another. Or risk losing each other forever.
The night she swaps her usual Sprite for tequila, she meets James. The encounter is breathtaking.
Electrifying.
And best not repeated.
James is a successful entrepreneur in Silicon Valley. A man who has amassed a fortune by taking risks. A man who has shunned commitment completely, and still does. He’s the exact opposite of Serena. But sometimes opposites attract. Sometimes they give in to burning passion. Sometimes opposites are perfect for each other.
James is everything her damaged soul could want. His kisses are intoxicating, his touch out of this world. He makes her forget. He grants her peace from her pain. But as they grow closer, Serena discovers she isn’t the only one with a past. James carries the scars of a past much darker than hers. One that has left him damaged, hurt, and wary of love. A past that gives him the power to shatter her.
Now James and Serena must find a way to mend one another. Or risk losing each other forever.
~ Excerpt ~
"Is your
office far from here?"
"You can see
it over there actually," he says, pointing to a spot over the trees.
I frown. "I
don't see anything." I sway a little as I get up from my chair, and James
hurries to steady me.
"Who gets
wasted from two glasses of wine?" he says, amused.
"I am not
wasted," I say. "I just have balance problems."
"Okay,"
he says, grabbing me by the waist with one arm, and taking my right hand with
the other, pointing up. "There."
And now I do see
it. The skyscraper. The top of it, at least.
"Which floor
is your office?"
Instead of an
answer I get a kiss on my neck. And then another one. I dig my fingers in his
hair and turn my head, desperately searching his lips. I find them at the same
time his hands slide under my top. I don't know if it's the wine or the
chocolate, or my desperate need for him finally overpowering me, but I don't
make any move to stop him as his hands go higher and higher, touching my
breasts, my nipples. I don't want him to stop. I want him to touch me. All of
me. Right here. Right now. He bites my lip and I moan deeply in his mouth.
It's only when one
of his hands slides down and unzips my jeans that I come to my senses.
"Not
here," I whisper, and for a frozen second, neither of us moves.
Then he grabs my
hand. "Fuck, Serena. Let's go."
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My name is Layla Hagen and I am a New Adult Contemporary Romance
author.
I fell in love with books when I was nine years old, and my love affair with stories continues even now, many years later.
I write romantic stories and can’t wait to share them with the world.
And I drink coffee. Lots of it, in case the photo didn’t make it obvious enough
I fell in love with books when I was nine years old, and my love affair with stories continues even now, many years later.
I write romantic stories and can’t wait to share them with the world.
And I drink coffee. Lots of it, in case the photo didn’t make it obvious enough
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