Cover & Excerpt
Love Hashtagged Book Three
Her best friend has his own comic shop, respects her fandom, and offers to add a with benefits clause to their relationship, to distract her from the stresses of work. What more could a geek-girl ask for?
Tori thought being the head designer and co-owner of a cosplay-themed lingerie company meant a chance to create. Instead of coming up with new ideas of her own, she spends all her time drawing others’ concepts, and managing her half the corporation.
The pressure pushes her past the edge of frustration. Her best friend and Sunday afternoon movie buddy, Archer, offers her an outlet—sex, minus the emotional attachment. When getting off takes a graphically novel turn, Tori realizes dirty talk is a massive turn-on.
The rush of speaking her mind bleeds into the workplace, and the backlash leaves Tori staggering. On top of that, she hasn't protected her heart from Archer as well as she intended. Now the novelty of saying what she thinks threatens to screw Tori out of her job and her closest friend.
Genre: Contemporary RomancePurchase link(s): Amazon
Content/Theme(s): Geek Love, Friends to lovers
Release Date: February 12, 2016
Publisher: Acelette Press
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“That wasn’t awkward at all.” Tori’s voice startled him.
He whirled to find her sitting on the counter in the kitchen again, kicking her legs back and forth.
“The work phone call or the Riley thing?”
“Either. Both. Can we not talk about work?”
Right. Because he’d tell her she needed to stand up for herself and make her people do their jobs, and she’d get pissed at him. Not irritating her sounded pretty good. “I mean it when I say I’m over her. It’s… What if I make the same mistake again?”
She knocked back another swallow of beer and then wobbled in her seat on the counter for a moment before righting herself. She hadn’t been this drunk when she took the call.
“How many beers did you have while you were gone?”
“Two or three. How many did I take with me? Here’s the thing about Zane. He’s arrogant, fickle, bossy, possessive, and has always been in love with Riley.” She looked Archer over, something in her gaze burrowing past his surface. She laughed. “The two of you actually have a lot in common. Except he made it work in his favor.”
Her words dug deep, until they collided with something he couldn’t identify. “Your point is?”
She set her bottle aside. The glass clanged against the granite top, but nothing sloshed inside. “I’m sorry. It’s true, you boys have a few less-than desirable traits in common, but for the most part, you’re pretty different. Everyone can see that. Who knows what made the two of them work? I sure don’t. Maybe Zane’s a better kisser.”
Knowing she was drunk didn’t stop his pride from stumbling again. His ego was going to be limping into an emergency room if she kept this up. “I kiss fine.”
“I’m not saying that’s the issue. It’s one option. It’s not like I’ve ever kissed either of you.”
“Even if I have no idea why they make a good couple, I’m pretty sure kissing isn’t at the top of the list. There’s nothing wrong with the way I kiss.”
“Prove it.” Tori straightened, some of the fog evaporating from her expression.
Archer raised his brows. He was wounded enough to be baited into the challenge. Besides, her full lips enticed him, and he’d wondered what kind of kisser—among other things—Tori was, on more than one occasion. Except this wasn’t the time to find out. “You’re drunk.”
“I’m not propositioning you, and you’re not taking advantage of me.” The slur faded from her voice. “I’m saying you’re not allowed to be the judge of your own kissing skills. If you’re so sure that’s not the issue… Or maybe you’re not as certain as you act.”
The taunt wasn’t what pushed aside the last of his restraint, but it helped. The thing that broke him was the way she caught her lip between her bottom teeth. And the heave of her chest. And the way her posture highlighted every curve.
He closed the distance between them and rested a hand on her hip. Her shirt had risen, leaving part of her waist exposed, and her skin was warm and soft against his palm. He brushed a strand of hair off her forehead, and a pleasant jolt ran through him. Tori tilted her head closer. Her brown eyes were wide and dark, almost black in the dim light, and he couldn’t look away.
He settled his other palm at the back of her neck, holding her head steady, and pressed his lips to hers. His blood roared in response. She whimpered and parted her lips, and he darted his tongue into her mouth, to dance with hers.
How have we not tried this before? He wasn’t sure where the thought came from, but he let it linger. He pressed between her legs. Her fingers dug into his chest, hot even through his shirt. Every time she touched him, his pulse increased another notch. She locked her knees around his waist, and a low groan tore from his throat.
They broke apart, both of them gasping. Her cheeks were bright red, and she danced her fingers over her swollen lips.
“Yeah, the kissing isn’t the problem.” Her voice was breathy.
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