SNOWY EVER AFTER IS LIVE!!!
SNOWY EVER AFTER is LIVE!!
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Here's a little excerpt for you!
“I’m ridiculous, right?”
Austin picked up his glass and smiled at her. “Not at all. I think it’s kind of cute.”
“Cute?” Her dark eyes went wide as if he’d insulted her.
With a kiss to the tip of her nose, he nodded. “Yeah. Cute.”
Mia took a sip of her wine before putting the glass down. “I’m not sure I like that description. Puppies are cute. Kittens are cute. A grown woman should not be described as cute.”
Was she really getting this upset over a word?
“To be fair, I didn’t say you were cute. I said it was cute that you wanted to escort your wedding gown into Sydney’s house and snuck in a little time with Jax.” He shrugged. “If I were to describe you, it would be sexy, beautiful, curvy…” He paused for dramatic effect. “And delicious.” Austin’s voice dropped enough to let her know exactly what he was thinking.
And because they were so completely in sync with each other, her smile turned a little teasing. “Hmm…those are definitely much better descriptions.” One perfectly manicured finger tapped her lips. “Now, how would I describe you?” Her voice turned soft and sultry as she moved in close to him.
She smelled so good, and he wanted to simply pick her up and take her to bed, but this kind of teasing banter was one of the best types of foreplay.
“Not to be unoriginal, but…you’re sexy,” she began, placing one soft hand on his chest. “And very muscly.”
“Is that even a word?” he whispered, placing a kiss along her jaw.
“Uh-huh. I’m a writer. I know words,” she murmured as her head fell back slightly.
Austin continued to kiss her–along her jaw, her throat, the shell of her ear. “Go on.”
“Hmm?”
“You were describing me and stopped at sexy.”
Her laugh was low and husky. “Don’t forget muscly.”
“Mm-hmm…”
“Strong…hot…” Mia gently nudged his chin to get his attention, and when their eyes met, she added, “And you’re delicious too.”
The look on her face, the husky voice…it was like hitting the launch button. Scooping her up in his arms, he turned and strode from the room.
“Ooh…you made a fire,” she said, breaking through the sexy haze.
“Um…yeah.” Then he remembered setting a romantic scene so they could celebrate.
That’s when the idea came to him.
Carefully, he made his way across the living room and placed Mia on the end of the sofa closest to the fireplace. “Wait right there,” he told her before going back to the kitchen to get their wine. Once she was holding her glass, he placed his on the coffee table and said, “One more minute,” before going to the bedroom. The thought of whipping their comforter off the bed was tempting, but he took the few extra steps to their closet and found the cashmere blanket they sometimes kept at the foot of the bed before heading back to the living room.
He stopped in the doorway and looked at her–thankful their bedroom was so close by–and thought she’d never looked lovelier. The light of the fire gave her an ethereal glow as she slowly sipped her wine, and if they weren’t already engaged to be married, this would have been the moment he proposed.
Casually, he walked back into the room and placed the blanket on the floor in front of the fireplace before kneeling in front of Mia.
“You know what I’m finding is the best thing about planning this wedding?” she softly asked, caressing his cheek.
“No, what?”
Leaning in until she was pressed against him, she replied, “How there is always something to celebrate.” She kissed him. “And I really love the way we celebrate.”
Another kiss.
This time, he deepened it and carefully maneuvered her off the sofa and onto the floor with him. Most of the main living area had hardwood floors, but they had the plushest area rug he had ever felt over by the sofas. It was the only reason he considered moving them from the furniture.
There was nothing rushed; they had all the time in the world. Instead, they shared lazy kisses as they undressed each other He slowly peeled the pants down Mia’s legs, and when he looked down at her, he was reminded of their first date.
Not that he’d gotten her naked that night, but they had sat out on the deck by candlelight and he’d been struck by how incredibly beautiful she looked.
Just like she did now.
If you haven't grabbed your copy yet, don't wait! The 99 cent price is for this week only so don't miss out!!
Amazon: https://geni.us/SnowyEverAfterKindle
Apple: https://geni.us/SnowyEverAfterApple
Barnes & Noble: https://geni.us/SnowyEverAfterNook
Kobo: https://geni.us/SnowyEverAfterKobo
Here's a little excerpt for you!
“I’m ridiculous, right?”
Austin picked up his glass and smiled at her. “Not at all. I think it’s kind of cute.”
“Cute?” Her dark eyes went wide as if he’d insulted her.
With a kiss to the tip of her nose, he nodded. “Yeah. Cute.”
Mia took a sip of her wine before putting the glass down. “I’m not sure I like that description. Puppies are cute. Kittens are cute. A grown woman should not be described as cute.”
Was she really getting this upset over a word?
“To be fair, I didn’t say you were cute. I said it was cute that you wanted to escort your wedding gown into Sydney’s house and snuck in a little time with Jax.” He shrugged. “If I were to describe you, it would be sexy, beautiful, curvy…” He paused for dramatic effect. “And delicious.” Austin’s voice dropped enough to let her know exactly what he was thinking.
And because they were so completely in sync with each other, her smile turned a little teasing. “Hmm…those are definitely much better descriptions.” One perfectly manicured finger tapped her lips. “Now, how would I describe you?” Her voice turned soft and sultry as she moved in close to him.
She smelled so good, and he wanted to simply pick her up and take her to bed, but this kind of teasing banter was one of the best types of foreplay.
“Not to be unoriginal, but…you’re sexy,” she began, placing one soft hand on his chest. “And very muscly.”
“Is that even a word?” he whispered, placing a kiss along her jaw.
“Uh-huh. I’m a writer. I know words,” she murmured as her head fell back slightly.
Austin continued to kiss her–along her jaw, her throat, the shell of her ear. “Go on.”
“Hmm?”
“You were describing me and stopped at sexy.”
Her laugh was low and husky. “Don’t forget muscly.”
“Mm-hmm…”
“Strong…hot…” Mia gently nudged his chin to get his attention, and when their eyes met, she added, “And you’re delicious too.”
The look on her face, the husky voice…it was like hitting the launch button. Scooping her up in his arms, he turned and strode from the room.
“Ooh…you made a fire,” she said, breaking through the sexy haze.
“Um…yeah.” Then he remembered setting a romantic scene so they could celebrate.
That’s when the idea came to him.
Carefully, he made his way across the living room and placed Mia on the end of the sofa closest to the fireplace. “Wait right there,” he told her before going back to the kitchen to get their wine. Once she was holding her glass, he placed his on the coffee table and said, “One more minute,” before going to the bedroom. The thought of whipping their comforter off the bed was tempting, but he took the few extra steps to their closet and found the cashmere blanket they sometimes kept at the foot of the bed before heading back to the living room.
He stopped in the doorway and looked at her–thankful their bedroom was so close by–and thought she’d never looked lovelier. The light of the fire gave her an ethereal glow as she slowly sipped her wine, and if they weren’t already engaged to be married, this would have been the moment he proposed.
Casually, he walked back into the room and placed the blanket on the floor in front of the fireplace before kneeling in front of Mia.
“You know what I’m finding is the best thing about planning this wedding?” she softly asked, caressing his cheek.
“No, what?”
Leaning in until she was pressed against him, she replied, “How there is always something to celebrate.” She kissed him. “And I really love the way we celebrate.”
Another kiss.
This time, he deepened it and carefully maneuvered her off the sofa and onto the floor with him. Most of the main living area had hardwood floors, but they had the plushest area rug he had ever felt over by the sofas. It was the only reason he considered moving them from the furniture.
There was nothing rushed; they had all the time in the world. Instead, they shared lazy kisses as they undressed each other He slowly peeled the pants down Mia’s legs, and when he looked down at her, he was reminded of their first date.
Not that he’d gotten her naked that night, but they had sat out on the deck by candlelight and he’d been struck by how incredibly beautiful she looked.
Just like she did now.
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