Friday, July 11, 2014

BLOG TOUR: EXCERPT & GIVEAWAY - Afraid to Hope by MJ Nightingale

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Afraid to Hope
MJ Nightingale

synopsis

Louisa Sears is ready to start over. Escaping her small town where prejudice, long memories, and old fashioned values haunt her, Louisa embarks on her dream of finding love, and a man who can warm up her bed at night. Pregnant at sixteen, divorced from an abusive husband at twenty, and raising a daughter alone, Louisa is now ready to live. She wants what every woman wants. A rock hard man, who knows how to love. Will Florida be the place where her dreams come true?

Jay Russell is battle scarred. A past filled with horrors from childhood, the war in Iraq, and the most devastating event of his life that occurred when he returned home, he is definitely not looking for love. When he first meets Louisa Sears, the bombshell with the fantastic body, he wants one thing, and one thing only, her body underneath him. The hot little ticket that walks by his t-shirt shop, meets all his requirements for a night of passion.

The scars in them run deep though, and they both have secrets. Can two people so deeply wounded by the past learn to trust each other enough to share those secrets? And if they do, will they be able to get past them and learn to hope again?

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*~* EXCERPT *~*

She recognized him right away, and how could she not from his massive bulky frame to the tattoos adorning one of his arms.  And from the looks of it, he recognized her as well. He was staring quite devilishly as she approached. “Great,” she mumbled as she resumed her walking. “Just great.”
He continued to watch her as she crossed the parking lot towards him.  The butterflies began to swarm in her stomach, and she couldn’t help but wonder how long he had been watching her, and if he could tell by that distance that she had been upset.
She was maybe twenty yards away, noticing, all right admiring, his massive arms crossed in front of his barrel-like chest. He gave her a slow seductive smile eyes slightly amused. Their greyness glinted in the sun. As she approached the crossway, his arms dropped to his sides.  Her mouth dropped open in shock, and not from the amazing torso that was apparent from the tightness of his t-shirt.  It was the t-shirt itself that had shocked her.  It was red, and had large white lettering that surely made a statement like no other novelty t-shirt she had ever seen before. It read, “I fuck as hard as my body. Want to see?”
The shock passed by quickly and turned into something else. Louisa couldn’t help it, and perhaps because of her earlier mood, she found it hysterical while subconsciously she was also answering the question in the affirmative. She burst out laughing, and that’s when Jay spoke.  She hadn’t forgotten his name, not this man’s, Jayson Russell, and she had thought of him often since that brief encounter at the flea market a few months ago.  He had told her very suggestively then that he worked on the weekends if she ever wanted to find him.  He sold novelty t-shirts, and apparently, she eyed him up and down one more time, advertised them as well.
“You never came back to see me,” he stated matter-of-factly. Oh, he remembered her all right.  He couldn’t forget a rack like that, he thought.
“Sorry,” she replied trying to make her way around him. “My weekends have been pretty busy.” It was an honest answer too. She had been apartment hunting recently.  Since moving to Florida she had been staying with her best friend from high school, Ana.  Ana and her boyfriend, Teddy, we’re getting pretty serious and she wanted to give them more space and privacy. Her friend, Ana, deserved this. She had been through the ringer, and life had not been kind to her.
Jay must have taken her words wrong because his response not only surprised her, but shocked her as well.
“Louisa, mmm.” It came out like a growl. “What a shame that you’re taken. I have been fantasizing about you. A lot.”
“Me?” It came out like a squeak. She actually looked around to see if anyone else was approaching.  Jay found that entertaining.
“Yes. You.” The words were deliberate, and prolonged as they rolled off his tongue. His smoky grey-blue eyes sparkled with clear intent. “I am rarely wrong about woman, Lou. I was sure you would be back.”
Lou’s eyes squinted narrowly at his presumption.  It was one thing being hit on, but she found his cockiness a bit grating as if he expected all women to simply throw themselves at him, and her one of them.  His ego was obviously huge, and she almost brushed past him. But if she was honest with herself, she had been tempted a time or two to pay a little visit to the USA Flea Market on the off chance she would run into this rugged and sexy stranger.  Hearing the not so quiet Ana and her boyfriend in the wee hours of the dawn, she had to admit, she had fantasized about Jay a time or two. Well, more than that, but who was counting, she thought, as she eyed the magnificent male specimen in front of her.  But his comment about rarely being wrong about women had her feathers ruffled. She stood a little taller on her five foot two inch frame, glad she had worn heels that made her three inches taller.  Jay had to be over six feet tall.  Like a gladiator.  Mmm, she shook her head of long brown curls to push out the image that just popped into her mind.
Jay laughed. His eyes narrowed and he gave her body a complete once over.  Her hair was a riot of brown waves and the clip she wore on the side did nothing to tame them.  He imagined her naked on a sheet, spread out before him with her hair fanned out waiting to be touched. Her pale skin was like ivory, the red lips full, and the tantalizing neckline on the busty small frame was just what he had in mind for a little diversion.  She was wearing an emerald V-neck shirt, nothing too revealing, but enough to make a man wonder. Her ass was a little flat, he had noticed when she walked away at the flea market, but those tits had barely contained themselves in her little red halter top on that warm summer day.  God, they had bounced as she walked down the aisles with her red-headed friend, the Amazon, and the blond guy that wasn’t her boyfriend.  His cock began to harden as he remembered.  Her legs were slender, shapely and pale.  She needed to get out more.  He imagined what those legs would look like on his shoulders, draped over his back as he licked her pussy up against a wall.  She probably weighed 110 pounds.  He could lift her with one hand.  Maybe 115, with those tits, he thought as his gaze travelled back up over them. His hands itched to feel the weight of them. His cock was stone hard now, straining uncomfortably against the zipper of his jeans. He cleared his throat. “I am glad I was wrong about you,” he confessed.  The fact that she hadn’t come running back the next day like most women he hit on did, said she was a bit classier than the rest. He wanted to probe her pussy with his tongue until she screamed for more.

 



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about the author

MJ Nightingale has spent over two decades teaching students how to write, and now she is doing it herself. Originally from Canada, she graduated from University with her Bachelor of Arts and then went on to get her Bachelor of Education Degree in Secondary Education.
Reading has been a part of her life since she was a child. She has been an avid lover of classical English and American literature, but romance has always held a special place in her heart. She devours historical romance novels all summer long, and any type of fiction; thrillers, crime, suspense, and drama. This is her second published book, and she has one more book, Afraid to Hope, coming out in in the summer of 2014. All three, Fire In His Eyes, Afraid to Love and Afraid to Hope, are erotic romance standalone novels and are part of her Secrets & Seduction Series.

She is also working on a new series The Bounty Hunters for 2015.
She currently lives in Florida, where she continues to teach, with her wonderful husband of nine years, and her sons. She plans on pursuing her writing career full time very soon.
**MJ Nightingale would love to hear from her readers. She can be reached at authormjnightingale@gmail.com

And you can also visit her author page on Facebook at: https://www.facebook.com/pages/MJ-Nightingale/185806224943537?ref=hl to see what is coming next by MJ Nightingale.

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