Release Day Blitz & Giveaway
Fusion
{Explosive #5}
by
Tessa Teevan
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Release Date: October 30, 2015
Genre: Contemporary Romance, Standalone
Cover Models: Don Allen and Faith Danielle
Cover Designer: Robin Harper at Wicked By Design |
~ Synopsis
~
Where do babies
come from?
The question every
parent dreads hearing has finally fallen from the lips of six year old Ava
Banks, the curious, precocious little girl that readers fell in love with in
Ignite. Jeremy and Sierra, normally blunt as can be, struggle to find the right
words to answer her. So instead, they rewind sixteen years to that one fateful
day where a game of Seven Minutes in Heaven inevitably led to life-long romance
filled with laughter, love, and many, many mishaps along the way.
Falling in love with your best friend? It's the most incredible thing in the world. But when a love comes so easily, will it truly be able to last? When the world comes crashing down around you, can even the strongest relationship withstand great tragedy?
Stay tuned for lots of laughs, teenage awkwardness, a few tears, and most of all, mullets. Because what good love story doesn't do business in the front, and party in the back?
Falling in love with your best friend? It's the most incredible thing in the world. But when a love comes so easily, will it truly be able to last? When the world comes crashing down around you, can even the strongest relationship withstand great tragedy?
Stay tuned for lots of laughs, teenage awkwardness, a few tears, and most of all, mullets. Because what good love story doesn't do business in the front, and party in the back?
Note: Fusion is standalone contemporary romance featuring side characters from Ignite.
Tears glistened as she
let out a disbelieving laugh. “And that’s the problem. You still see me as
dirty eight-year-old playing Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. The girl who played
kickball, skinning her knees, and spitting into your hand. Which is okay. I’m not
the girly-girl wearing skirts and worrying about having perfect makeup. I don’t
flirt or act ladylike. At least, not to you. That’s not how we are. That’s not
how we’ll ever be. I’m finally realizing that.”
I wanted to tell her that she was wrong. That I didn’t see
her as an eight-year-old girl. That, even though I’d been a blind fool, my eyes
had finally opened. I wanted to wax poetic about her long, beautiful hair and
how much I loved running my fingers through it while watching our favorite
shows. How the beautiful blue of her eyes was my favorite color and, if Crayola
could capture it in a crayon, I’d buy every single box until I had a lifetime
supply. And her lips. God, I wanted to profess how, ever since that day in
biology, her lips had had me transfixed and I wanted nothing more than a taste.
I hadn’t cared that there was dead frog cut open and splayed out on the table.
The way she’d sucked her bottom lip between her teeth, gasping and cursing as
she’d drawn blood, had thrown all my disgust over the frog out the window. All
I could see was her. All I wanted was her.
I wanted to tell her all of that.
But I didn’t, and I would regret it for the rest of the
summer.
“Sierra—” I began to protest, but she cut me off, giving me
a warm, watery smile.
“It’s fine, Jeremy. I promise. I have no problem being the
Tod to your Copper. Or the Joey to your Dawson. That’s who I am.” She hesitated
for a moment. “That’s who I’ll always be. You’re my best friend, Jeremy. It’s
okay that you don’t see my boobs. Hell, it’s probably better that way.”
My stomach plummeted, and if I was man enough to admit it,
my eyes burned with an unexpected rush of tears. I stepped out of the sight so
she couldn’t see me. She misinterpreted the move, but before I could find a
single ounce of courage, she was waving goodbye and running into her house,
leaving me there to watch her go.
Something I never wanted to do again.
It wasn’t until after Sierra had left for Ohio and I’d had a
chance to reflect on her words that I realized what she’d said. Dawson and
Joey, as of right then, weren’t even speaking. Copper and Tod had gone their
separate ways, and even though their friendship remained, they were still apart
for the rest of their lives.
I didn’t want to be Copper anymore. I sure as hell didn’t
want to be Dawson.
But it was too late. I’d lost my chance. I’d missed my
window. Sierra was gone, and there was nothing I could do about it.
Jenna was right.
I was an idiot.
I was unbelievable.
I was blind.
And, worst of all, I was alone.
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~ About the Author ~
Tessa is a twenty something book junkie who is also obsessed with sports. She works for the government during the day, hangs out with Air National Guard on the weekends, and has been married to her own book boyfriend for nine years. If she's not writing or looking through tons of photos of hot men, all in the name of research, then you can probably find her curled up with my Kindle, ignoring the rest of the world. 
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