Title: Stay
Series: Bleeding Stars #5
Author: A. L. Jackson
Release Date: January 23rd, 2017
From NYT & USA Today Bestselling Author A.L. Jackson comes the next sexy, gripping Bleeding Stars Stand-Alone Novel…
I’m Ash Evans.
The life of the party.
Hot. Rich. Charismatic.
A tattooed rock star with the world at my feet.
I burn through women faster than the strike of a match.
I’ve embraced my lifestyle and live it to the fullest.
Until the day my lifestyle caught up to me.
Willow Langston found me at my lowest.
Literally.
Facedown in a puddle of my own blood.
I owe her my life and I have three months to repay that debt.
What I never should have done was touch her. Kiss her. Take her to my bed.
Love wasn’t supposed to be a part of the equation.
I gave up that nasty complication a long damned time ago.
Now I want her more than my next breath.
But she doesn’t know what I know.
Do I leave to protect her? Or can I face my demons and ask her to Stay?
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Excerpt:
She stared back at me with big chocolate eyes.
Molten.
Her gaze washed over me like lava.
Burning up everything in its path.
“You are so
beautiful,” she said, voice hoarse.
“Peaches,” I
whispered as a warning. Wasn’t sure I trusted myself with her right then.
“You are. Did you
know…did you know the first time I saw you…when you were lying covered in blood
and you opened your eyes and looked at me, that I saw it? Something so
beautiful and raw and powerful. Even when you’d been broken. The way you looked
at me shook me straight to my bones. And then tonight…what you did for me…I
don’t…”
I roughed a hand
through my thrashing hair, a perfect mirror to my thrashing heart. “Peaches.”
Another warning.
I didn’t deserve the
way she was looking at me. Like I was good and right when I was no better than
the bastard we’d left lying back there on the floor.
So slowly, she
reached out, shaking fingers gentle as she traced them along the scar that
marked that night beneath my eye.
A tremble took me
whole.
Energy pulsed and
shivered and shook.
Shit.
I gripped her by the
wrist and pressed the underside to my nose. “You’re killing me, darlin’.”
“And you’re saving
me.”
A hard frown hit me.
“It was you who did all the saving.”
Sitting back a fraction,
she shook her head. “If it weren’t for you, I’d be home tonight, hiding in the
dark.” Her tongue darted out to sweep across her lips. “I never would have been
brave enough to go there or to stand up to him. To say those things.”
“But that’s where I
think you’re wrong, darlin’.” This time it was my turn to reach out and touch
her. I cupped the side of her face, glancing between her and the road. “I think
you’re so much braver than you’ve been giving yourself credit for. I see it
there. Feel it every time I look at you. You’re incredible, Willow. Every time
you walk through my door, I know it. So good that I know I shouldn’t be doing
whatever the fuck it is I think I’m doin’ with you.”
She was still
panting those breathy pants, and she leaned into my touch.
“I…” she attempted
before she looked down, averted her gaze. Even with her head downturned, there
was no missing the blush creeping to her cheeks. She hesitated before she
spoke. “When you kiss me…it doesn’t feel like pretending. It feels like the best
thing I’ve ever felt.”
I swallowed hard,
crossing a line. Pushing into the boundaries that should have been firmly set
in place. “That’s because when I kiss you? It’s not pretend. When I tell you
you’re gorgeous—the best thing I’ve ever seen? I mean it. And when I look at
you…”
I touched the center
of my chest, feeling ripped open wide. Exposed. Maybe telling her the truth
when it wouldn’t do either of us any good was wrong. But there was no hiding
when this girl was looking at me that way. “I feel it right here. We might be
pretending, but you can’t fake this.”
Like she didn’t
trust herself, she pressed farther against the door. “You make me want
things…things I know I shouldn’t want.”
“And what is it you
want, Peaches?” I prodded low, knowing full well I was pointing us in the
direction of no return. “Told you when I came into your store that I’d give you
anything.”
“I want…” She tucked
her bottom lip between her teeth, nervous or unsure whether to give me the
truth.
Blood pounded
mercilessly through my veins. Thickened with lust. All of it clouded my
judgement, knocking loose my center of gravity.
Because I knew the
look on her face. Desire was written across her like a musical score.
The way her body
rocked and trembled and silently pled.
Desperate to be
played.
I knew I should
close my mouth. Shut this down. Drop her at home. Instead, I let
the words slide free. “Tell me, Peaches.”
The needy rasp fell
from between her lips. “I want you to touch me.”
About the Author:
A.L. Jackson is the New York Times & USA Today Bestselling author of contemporary romance. She writes emotional, sexy, heart-filled stories about boys who usually like to be a little bit bad.
Her bestselling series include THE REGRET SERIES, CLOSER TO YOU, as well as the newest BLEEDING STARS novels. Watch for the next installment STAND, coming Spring 2017.
If she’s not writing, you can find her hanging out by the pool with her family, sipping cocktails with her friends, or of course with her nose buried in a book.
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