To Have and To Heist Excerpt!
“Have you ever wanted to disappear?” he asked. “Just run away and start your life all over again as someone else?”
I couldn’t tell him what I knew he wanted to hear. “Honestly, no. I couldn’t imagine leaving Chloe and Olivia. Or Rose. Or my family, even though they ignored me for most of my childhood and are now trying to make up for it by meddling in my life. If we get this money, it won’t mean anything unless I have someone to share it with, the people I love.”
“I had that once.” He drew back, and I could see the pain in his eyes.
“Love?”
“And family.”
His eyes never left mine as he lowered his mouth. His kiss started soft but deepened toward delirium. He backed me up against the vehicle, pressing me against the cold, hard door. Then he was everywhere. His hands roamed up my arms, over my shoulders, and down to my rear. His hips pinned me in place, his hard length pressed tight against my belly.
“Jack . . .” I turned my head, drew in a ragged breath. “Maybe we should take this to the back of your vehicle. Did you know it’s built for more than just profiling at Target? It’s got a very spacious cargo hold. If you fold down the seats, it’s big enough for two.”
“You deserve more than the back of a rental vehicle in a parking lot in East Garfield,” he said. “If we do this, it will be a whole night—soft bed, silk sheets. It’s going to be slow. I want to take my time with you, strip off your clothes piece by piece, kiss every inch of your skin—”
I didn’t get to find out what else he was going to do or when “this” would happen. Dog interrupted our intimate moment by trying to hit us with his truck.
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I couldn’t tell him what I knew he wanted to hear. “Honestly, no. I couldn’t imagine leaving Chloe and Olivia. Or Rose. Or my family, even though they ignored me for most of my childhood and are now trying to make up for it by meddling in my life. If we get this money, it won’t mean anything unless I have someone to share it with, the people I love.”
“I had that once.” He drew back, and I could see the pain in his eyes.
“Love?”
“And family.”
His eyes never left mine as he lowered his mouth. His kiss started soft but deepened toward delirium. He backed me up against the vehicle, pressing me against the cold, hard door. Then he was everywhere. His hands roamed up my arms, over my shoulders, and down to my rear. His hips pinned me in place, his hard length pressed tight against my belly.
“Jack . . .” I turned my head, drew in a ragged breath. “Maybe we should take this to the back of your vehicle. Did you know it’s built for more than just profiling at Target? It’s got a very spacious cargo hold. If you fold down the seats, it’s big enough for two.”
“You deserve more than the back of a rental vehicle in a parking lot in East Garfield,” he said. “If we do this, it will be a whole night—soft bed, silk sheets. It’s going to be slow. I want to take my time with you, strip off your clothes piece by piece, kiss every inch of your skin—”
I didn’t get to find out what else he was going to do or when “this” would happen. Dog interrupted our intimate moment by trying to hit us with his truck.
Pre-order your copy today!
Amazon: https://bit.ly/40G48Z6
Apple Books: http://bit.ly/3nPcbo5
Nook: https://bit.ly/3qSRx82
Kobo: https://bit.ly/441V9TC
Google Play: https://bit.ly/3KfYwxX
Goodreads: http://bit.ly/3MehPdv
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