by E. K. Blair
Both men couldn’t be more polar opposites, but both offer Tara different qualities that she needs to fulfil her destiny.
As Tara continues her journey, she will discover fate can offer you more than one path. Her fate is in her own hands, and the choices she makes, will shape her life forever.
Excerpt:
I went into the bathroom; Riley was still sitting on one of the dining chairs with a towel wrapped around his hips.
“You look very tempting,” he said with a sexy grin.
“Why thank you,” I said and gave him a catwalk twirl. I was wearing a little halter neck top, A-line skirt and a frangipani hair clip I had bought in Fiji.
“You look very tempting too,” I said, appraising his nearly naked body.
He gave me a sad smile. “I guess it’s time for a shave,” he said, holding his razor. Then he held the razor up to me. “Would you like to do the honours?”
I’d never shaved anyone before and was a little nervous, but Riley seemed perfectly okay with it so I decided to give it a try.
He pulled me onto his lap so I was facing him with my legs on either side. “Can you do it from here?” he asked with a twinkle in his eye.
Now I was even more nervous as I reached around for the shaving gel and lathered his face.
“Do you trust me?” I asked seriously, looking into his eyes.
“With my life,” he replied. Then added, “And my heart.”
I kissed him delicately on the lips between the shaving foam. “Tell me how hard to press,” I said as I started tentatively moving the blade down one cheek.
Riley reached up and took my hand, guiding it so I could feel the correct pressure and angle.
“Just like this,” he said quietly, but his eyes were telling me he was thinking of something else entirely. He guided a few more strokes until I got the feel of it and then he let me take over.
His hands were resting on my thighs as I continued carefully shaving his face, then ever so slowly he started running them up and down my thighs, getting higher and higher.
“You’re distracting me,” I scolded him teasingly. I exhaled heavily and bit my bottom lip, trying my hardest to concentrate.
“You’re distracting me,” he retorted just as teasingly, watching my mouth. “Let’s see how well you perform under pressure shall we.”
His hands continued caressing my thighs then they slid higher under my skirt, his fingers gently pressing into my hips as he pulled me closer into him. He ran his thumb over the silky fabric of my thong until he found the spot he was searching for, then gently started stroking me.
I took my eyes off his neck to look directly into his eyes. I was trying so hard to concentrate on the task at hand but it was becoming increasingly difficult.
“I’m nearly finished, just give me a minute,” I breathed as the pressure of his thumb increased slightly. I closed my eyes for a moment and shifted my hips subconsciously, a soft moan escaping as I exhaled, before looking back at his face.
His eyes were glowing with passion and I could see his chest rising and falling more rapidly, as he tried to stay still.
“Are you finished?” he asked huskily.
I dropped the razor into the sink. “Finished.”
“Good.”
His free hand was in my hair holding me in place as his lips enthusiastically met mine. His tongue searched my mouth before pulling away slightly and lightly biting my bottom lip. His lips made their way over my jaw, down my neck to my shoulder and I dropped my head back and closed my eyes, finally able to relax.
I ran my hands through his still damp hair and over his smooth cheeks then down his chest. His body felt amazing, his lips on my neck and shoulders felt incredible. He ran the tip of his tongue up my neck to just below my ear, and then nipped my earlobe.
I sighed, partly for the sensation on my neck and ear, and partly for what my palms were caressing, his glorious body, every muscle clearly defined.
He slid his thumb inside my thong as it continued its onslaught before reaching down and opening his towel, then effortlessly lifted me and pulling my thong to one side, lowered me down onto him.
I moaned deeply at the sensation of him inside me as I wrapped my arms around his neck, then set the balls of my feet firmly on the floor to get my balance.
Riley’s hands were on my hips as they started moving me back and forth setting the rhythm and depth. I kissed him passionately on the lips, our tongues seeking each other’s out as our pace fastened and the intensity grew. I was breathing heavily as I sat back and rested one hand on Riley’s knee for balance.
He groaned deeply through clenched teeth and growled, “Oh fuck babe...” as he gripped my hips more forcefully, every muscle in his arms and chest tensed as he moved me back and forth, his eyes locked with mine.
I couldn’t hold on. I dug my nails into his knee as my body tensed and I cried out. His release soon followed, his eyes never leaving mine until he finally pulled me into him and rested his forehead against mine, our hearts still racing.
“God I love you,” he said breathlessly.
I smiled and rubbed the tip of my nose against his. “I love you too.”
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Love In Between
SANDI LYNN
Love In Between copyright © 2013 Sandi Lynn
Publisher: Sandi Lynn Books
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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are the products of the author’s imagination or are used factitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
Cover Design by Cover It Designs
Photo Image/Couple by Media Bakery
Photographer Mike Bluestone
Photo Image/Guitar D7INAMI7S/Shutterstock
Editing by Lucy D’Andrea
And B.Z. Hercules
Music Acknowledgement
Clouds
Music and Lyrics by Letters and Lights
I want to take this opportunity to thank, Eric Knudsen, of the band, Letters and Lights for graciously allowing me to use the lyrics to his song “Clouds” in Love In Between.
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Other Contemporary Novels by Sandi Lynn
The Forever Trilogy:
Forever Black
Forever You
Forever Us (Releasing 11/26/13)
New Contemporary Novels by Sandi Lynn
Releasing in 2014:
The Upside of Love (Love Series #2)
Keeping Alex
Table of Contents
Love In Between
Music Acknowledgement
Prologue
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The Upside of Love
Acknowledgements
About The Author
The Mourning After
Prologue
“You’re the most beautiful bride that I’ve ever seen.”
“You have to say that; you’re my mom.” I smiled.
I stared at my white A-line strapless dress, embellished with rhinestone flowers that cascaded asymmetrically over the bodice as I ran my hands down my sides. I turned my head to make sure my cathedral bridal veil was placed perfectly amongst my elegant curly updo.
“I can’t believe you’re finally getting married!” Giselle smiled.
“You’re picture-perfect, Lily Gilmore,” Gretchen said as she snapped a picture with her phone.
I was so nervous; my hands were beginning to sweat. I couldn’t believe this day had finally arrived. The past year of planning the perfect wedding was torturous, but exciting. Hunter stood by my side and had agreed with everything that I liked. I think he just wanted to keep the peace, or he just didn’t care. He didn’t want a big wedding; he wanted to run off to Vegas and get married at one of those drive-by chapels. I’ve always dreamed of a big wedding, and he understood, so he nixed the idea of Vegas. Plus, my mother would have killed us both if we eloped.
People were gathered in the church, waiting for the ceremony to begin.
“Lily, where’s your sister?”
“I’m not sure, mom. She said she had to go get something and that she’d be right back.”
“She’s your maid of honor, and she needs to be here; the ceremony’s about to start.”
I sighed and headed out of the dressing room. I walked down the long hallway that connected to a small kitchen. I figured she probably went out behind the church to have a cigarette, so I proceeded through the kitchen and stopped when I heard a noise coming from one of the rooms off to the side. I put my hand on the knob and slowly turned it as I pushed opened the door. Nothing had prepared me for what I saw.
I pulled the door shut, and I ran out of the church. My heart was racing, and my stomach felt sick. I heard my mother’s voice following me from behind. I stopped when she asked me to. I put my hand on my head and paced in circles, not believing what I just saw. My breathing was rapid as I looked up and saw Hunter standing there, looking at me, and my sister standing behind him. Tears began to stream down my face as he slowly started walking towards me. I put my right hand up before he took three steps.
“Don’t you dare come near me, you bastard!” I screamed.
“Lily, Hunter, what the hell is going on?” my mother asked.
I stood there, pointing my finger. “Why don’t you ask that cheating bastard over there and his dirty whore standing behind him?!” I spat.
My mother turned her head and looked at my sister, Brynn. She stood there, shaking her head; then looked at Hunter. By this time, a crowd of people had emerged from the church and were gathered around to see what all the commotion was. The way my mother was looking at Brynn and Hunter gave me the feeling that she knew what was going on between them.
“Lily, please let me—”Hunter started to say.
“Don’t you ever say a fucking word to me again!” I screamed, cutting him off.
I stood there, feeling about as small as an ant, and raised my arms up in the air. “Well, it looks like there isn’t going to be a wedding today, folks! Unless, my whore of a sister over there wants to marry this cheating bastard!” I yelled as I pointed to Hunter.
“Lily! That’s enough!” my mother commanded.
I looked at her with disgrace and slowly walked towards her. “You knew, didn’t you? You knew they were screwing behind my back!”
She stared at me with a look of guilt. She didn’t have to say a word; her reaction said it all. I shook my head as I looked at my sister who was standing on the steps, crying. “Why are you crying? Isn’t this what you wanted? You can have him, baby sister, because the two of you were made for each other!”
I ripped off my veil and threw it on the ground as I turned on my heels and stomped away. Giselle and Gretchen followed behind, and we took the limo back to their hotel room.
We stepped into the hotel room, and I immediately sat on the edge of the bed. I was still in my wedding dress. The only tears that fell were the ones outside the church. I was still in shock until Giselle sat down next to me and told me that it was ok to cry. I broke down as she held me. Gretchen walked over and sat on the other side as all three of us hugged each other.
“It’s going to be ok, Lily,” Gretchen whispered.
“How could he do this to me?” I sobbed.
“He’s an asshole, and it’s better that you found out now,” Giselle said.
“She’s right, honey, it’s better now than five years from now,” Gretchen spoke.
I sniffled as Giselle handed me some tissues. “What are you going to do now?” Gretchen asked.
“Gretchen!” Giselle scolded.
“It’s ok. I don’t know what I’m going to do. I can’t go back home, and I can’t face my family. I can’t believe my mother knew about Hunter and Brynn. How could she do that to me after what my father did to her?”
“I don’t know, sweetie, it’s pretty fucked up that she knew, and your sister, my god, why would she do that to you?”
“I feel like I’m going to be sick,” I said as I sprang from the bed and into the bathroom, shutting the door behind me.
***
I stayed in the hotel room for an entire week. I didn’t get out of bed except to use the bathroom. I kept my phone off and gave strict instructions to Giselle and Gretchen not to let anyone know where I was staying. They went out and bought me a new cell phone so that we could keep in touch, because they needed to get back to California for their jobs. I ordered room service when I felt like it, but I mostly stared at the ceiling, thinking about how much my life sucked. I cried until it felt like my eyes were going to fall out, and I didn’t understand why Hunter would do that to me. Oh wait, yes I do. It’s because he’s a man, and that’s what men do. They’re cheating, lying bastards who can’t commit to one woman. Are all men like that? I’m starting to believe they are. Then, there was my sister.
***
It was Wednesday, so I knew my mother would be at her charity meeting and that my sister would be having lunch with her friends. It was something they did every Wednesday. As the cab pulled up to the house, I stared at it for a minute through the window.
“Miss, are you getting out?” the driver asked.
I looked at him, and it took my brain a minute to register what he asked. “Yeah, I’m sorry.” I paid him the cab fare, got out of the cab, and stood in front of the long winding driveway that led to the only house that I’ve known my entire life. I slowly entered the house, making sure no one was home. I couldn’t face my family; not after what they’ve done to me. I went upstairs to my room, quickly grabbed my suitcases from the closet, and began throwing only the necessities inside. I needed to do this quick before someone came home. I grabbed a handful of clothes from my closet, my makeup, bras, underwear, and shoes. I had two suitcases packed and ready to go. I opened the top drawer of my desk, pulled out my bank book, and I stood in the doorway, looking at my room. I headed down the stairs with my suitcases. As I was approaching the front door, it opened, and my mother walked in. She froze when she saw me, and tears started to fill her eyes.
“Lily, my baby, I was so worried about you. Where have you been?”
I looked at her with a stern look, and I instantly felt sick to my stomach. “It doesn’t matter where I’ve been. The only thing that matters is I’m gone and out of this family forever. What you did to me, by not telling me about Brynn and Hunter, is unforgivable. You helped me plan my wedding, knowing he was fucking my little sister. You were going to let me marry a cheater and a liar. What kind of mother are you?!” I started to cry.
“Lily, please, you have to understand that I was trying to protect you, and he
promised me that it was over,” she said as she walked towards me with her arms out.
“Don’t you dare take another step!” I snapped. “I’m nothing like you, and I won’t live my life like you either.”
I walked out the front door, stopped, and turned around, staring at my mother as she stood there, crying. “This family is dead to me. Tell my little sister that I hope both her and Hunter live happily ever after. Have a nice life, mother.” I threw my suitcases in the back of my Explorer, got in, and started the truck as my mother came running out of the house after me.
“Please, Lily, I’m sorry; don’t do this to us. You’re going to regret it.”
“The only thing I regret is ever being a part of this lying, cheating family!” I spat as I peeled out of the driveway and headed as far away from this place as I could. The only thing I knew was that I couldn’t stay in Seattle anymore. It was time for me to disappear and start a new life.
I drove for about three hours until my gas light came on. I had reached Portland, Oregon. I pulled into a gas station and opened my purse to get my credit card; then I froze when I saw the two tickets to Aruba, which was supposed to be my honeymoon. We were supposed to leave tomorrow because Hunter couldn’t get two weeks off the day after the wedding. I filled up the Explorer with gas and drove down the road to a mini outdoor mall. I took out my camera and decided I was going to take pictures of every place I stopped. I wanted to make a scrapbook of the journey to my new life. I took pictures of the shops, the signs, and the people all around. It was a beautiful, warm sunny day, and I noticed a café with tables that sat outside. I wasn’t really hungry, but it had been several hours since I last ate. I took a seat at an open table and then placed my order with the waitress. I was looking around, taking in the fresh air, when I noticed a couple sitting a few tables over from me. They were holding hands, and laughing. The guy was hot; there was no doubt about that, and his girlfriend was very pretty. There was something about his smile that struck me in more places than one. They looked happy, and from what I could see, they were very much in love. I grabbed my camera and snapped a picture of them.