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Fahrenheit [366765]

Fahrenheit Synopsis:

 Lauren Michaels is exhausted with the push and pull of copy editing for Los Angeles’s woman’s magazine, Frenzy, which caters to pop culture, style, and above all, sex.

She wants to write for the magazine rather than edit, but her boss is convinced that Lauren’s conservative tendencies won’t fit in with the risqué nature of what Frenzy is about.

Convinced to make her mark, Lauren begs for the chance to prove herself.

Her mission? To investigate the growing popularity of sex clubs in Los Angeles, and figure out how the sensual underworld functions.

Out of her element, Lauren starts her search with pen and paper in hand at a local sex shop, hoping she’ll find a trail that leads to the lairs of sex and fetishes. Instead, it leads her to Nathan Sanders. He’s daunting, charming, and a little too dark and mysterious for her taste, but Lauren knows he’s what she needs as her way in.

What she doesn’t see coming is that Nathan is all too willing to invite her to a nightclub she’s only ever heard stories about, and also the fact that Nathan know’s Lauren doesn’t have a clue what she’s getting herself into.

This could be fun, they said. There’s no harm in it, they agreed.

Little do they know, a little research can serve up some unexpected results.

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EXCERPT

 

I’m trying to find a way to level the playing field, but nothing comes to mind, and nothing seems to make sense.

Nathan is here. In public. He likes me nervous. He also likes my honesty. And he totally kissed me. In public. He also called my best friend a jackass. Did I forget to mention he kissed me? In public? Oh, and on occasion we go to a sex nightclub, and he does mind blowing things to my body … for my research.

As if reading my wandering thoughts, and steering them where he sees fit, he pulls me in for another shocking kiss, only tail spinning my confusion into a twenty-car-pile up on the highway of my brain.

I can’t help myself as I kiss back with confusion, and a deep-seated frustration fuels my words that I manage between our lips, “You’re insane, and you get some sick pleasure messing with me.”

He pulls away, nodding his confirmation. Is it to insanity, or to messing with me? Hard to tell.

His hand slides over my shoulder and down the side of my torso before he lifts it back to his side of the towel, putting blatant distance between us, and I wish the goose bumps weren’t so obvious as they pebble over the skin he’s just touched.

“I have a request,” he says a little too sweetly, and I’m admittedly too interested in that tone, and his effortless switch in bravado. I can barely keep up, and I worry he knows it.

“Really? I can’t imagine what that’ll be,” I chide, wiping my mouth of his recent assault, trying to pretend I’m basking in the sunshine, and not his stare.

I don’t want him to leave yet, though, but he’s already shifting his body as if he’s getting ready to.

He leans forward, his eyes heated, his lips soft and swollen as they brush against the shell of my ear, igniting my adrenaline before whispering, “I want you to touch yourself tonight, and I dare you not to think of me.”

Nate’s mouth spine-tinglingly nips at my earlobe, which apparently shares a nerve ending with the one between my legs.

Dirty talk is something I’ve never encountered … ever, but I think I like it.

He’s clambering up, smugly smirking, adjusting his swim trunks again without uttering a goodbye, because apparently his work here is done, and I try not to turn into a blabbering idiot.

“Y-You don’t play fair!” I shout as he grabs for his surfboard and begins walking away, shooting me that dammed half smile before he’s heading back to the water. The bastard even winks with his teeth clamped down over his bottom lip, forcing all the heat in my cheeks to rush south.

From surprise visits, to life advice, to naughty requests; how the hell do I wrap my head around any of that?

I’m hot and bothered all over again, and it’s not because I’ve been in the sun too long.

I try not to watch him run back to the water and trace my eyes over the lines of his ass in his swim trunks, even though the sight could easily be worshipped. I’d go to church every damn day if that’s what was waiting for me on the pews.

Oh god, I need to get a grip. My catholic mother’s cross is probably burning.

Regardless, one question can’t help but flash like bright neon in my mind: How come Nate’s allowed to break all the rules, but I can’t?

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Alex Rosa Bio:

 

Alex Rosa [366762]

Alex Rosa lives in San Diego, California. When she isn’t scouring city parks or cafe’s to write she is more than likely trying to convince her friends to join her on her next adventure. A sufferer of wanderlust, she is always looking for a new mountain to climb, a canyon to hike, or a plane to board. Her resume consists of coroner, to working at a zoo, and most recently as an executive assistant, but finds her home amongst words, whether it be in books, or in film. Her obsessions are on the brink of bizarre, but that’s just the way she likes it.

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Comments

  1. Now THAT was an interesting excerpt!

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