We're celebrating the release of FINDING YOU by Elizabeth Lee! Check out the excerpt below and fall in love with Boone! #BooneSwoon
Title: Finding You
Author: Elizabeth Lee
Age Group: NA
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Scheduled to Release: October 7, 2013
Description:
Being the wild child has worked for Mallory Vandaveer for most of her life. She’s the good time girl, up for anything–and everyone in her small town knows it. But when her sister came home after years of being away, long hidden secrets came out. Turns out, Mallory isn’t who she thought she was. And now everything starts to feel like a lie. In order to figure out who she is she’ll have to set out on a journey to find the one man who holds the answers.
Everett Boone is in hiding. Hiding from his past and the press and the demands of a career he put on hold after tragedy struck. When a young woman with secrets of her own blows into town and rents the apartment next to his, he’ll have to face the past he was trying to escape in order to understand his feelings for her.
They’ll both have to dig deep inside themselves to discover whether or not they’re capable of being enough for one another. Finding the person you’re meant to love isn’t the problem. Sometimes the hardest person to find is yourself.
Spotify Playlist...
Fun
Facts about Finding You...
1. When I was dreaming up the perfect
guy for Mallory, my husband was watching the Golf Channel and I saw Adam
Scott. It was pretty much a no brainer.
You thought professional golfers were stiff and not sexy? Think again.
2. Boone loves 80's rock music.
(Journey, Van Halen, etc...) Anything with a good drum beat.
3. She's a little bit country, he's a
little bit rock and roll.
4. Cole and Whitney are back!
5. Mallory has spun herself one hell of
a web in this one! Lying about her name for starters.
6. Cereal for supper? We've all been
there. Boone takes it to a whole other
level.
Favorite Scene...
Hands down,
my favorite scene to write was the date scene.
Boone reluctantly agrees to a game of putt-putt with Mallory and the
chemistry between them is at an all time high.
I have fond memories of playing mini golf with my husband so it was a
must in this book!
“Won't happen,” she
stated matter-of-factly. “I'm nobody's
girlfriend.”
Channeling my inner wild child, Mallory,
was so much fun. She's spunky and
independent, which I love in a heroine.
I felt my knees wobble as the corners of
her lips turned up into a smile. I
wanted to blame it on the rickety fire escape [I was standing on], but I knew
it was a whole lot more about the girl I was looking at then I cared to admit.
I always love writing the moment when a guy
realizes that he's falling for a girl—when the physical becomes emotional.
I wasn't sure if I was even capable of
being someone's girlfriend. Sure, I
liked not being alone and the sex was a plus, but I knew my heart couldn't
stand another blow. I couldn't risk what
would happen if I wasn't capable of being loved.
Mallory always appears to be the tough girl,
but there's a reason she is so guarded.
Excerpt:
“So you're not busy?”
“Do I look busy?” I laughed, holding up my cereal bowl before sitting
on the counter next to me. “Just trying
to relax after a long week.”
I waited for
him to ask me how my week was, but he didn't. Before I chance to be upset that
he didn't bother asking why I was stressed, he was walked up to me quickly,
placing his hands on face and pulled my lips to mine.
His movements
sharp and decisive as his fingers tangled in my hair that was still damp from
the shower. My stomach fluttered in anticipation. I felt the tension finally
release from shoulders when I kissed him back.
His tongue swept through my mouth aggressively. It was different than
anyway he'd kissed me before, but I can't say that I minded. I'd always been the one who initiated my
sexual encounters. I knew what I wanted
and when I wanted, but in that moment, I let him take the lead. His hands dropped to my hips and circled
around to grab my behind.
“Well, now I'm busy,” I mumbled, enjoying the firm grasp of his hands
on my ass. I let my arms fell on to his
shoulders and he continued to work his mouth over mine. He'd come over to my apartment on a mission
and I was more than willing to let him see it through. Especially with the way he was manhandling
me—positioning our bodies perfectly to make the most of our kiss.
A groan
rumbled from deep inside of him as I let him press his body up against
mine. I smoothed my hands down his chest
and fisted his T-shirt, the same way I'd done on the stairwell that day we'd
first met, only this time I was holding myself up as he kissed me like it was
all he'd ever wanted to do.
“You taste like Lucky Charms,” he said, grinning against my lips
before nibbling the bottom one between his teeth. His hands moved to down my to waist to my
hips, then back up again with the same greediness as his mouth—kneading and
feeling my body as if it belonged to him.
My legs involuntary tried to clench together to relieve the pressure that
was building between them, but he stepped into me—his legs between mine—and
pressed himself up. The hard outline of
his cock pressed between my legs, sending a thrilling jolt through my body.
“You don't like Lucky Charms?” I fought back a moan as his lips moved
to my cheek and then down my neck. I let
my head fall back wanting—needing—to have his mouth on my skin. “I thought everyone did.”
“Oh no, I like them all right.” His tongue blazed a trail of heat up
to my ear before he whispered. “On you though... They are even more magically
delicious.” He moved my face back to
his. His lips and tongue working mine
over. I felt the pressure building
inside of me and knew that there was good chance I might implode if he didn't
direct his attention to the other parts my body that were throbbing for his
touch.
He lowered us
to the floor, not wanting to waste the time or energy to move to the bed. All of his energy was for me.
“I've been waiting all day for this,” he said, pulling my shirt over
her head and quickly tugging my bra down.
His head dropped immediately so that his mouth could lavish attention on
my bare breasts. “That's a lie. I've
been waiting since the second you left my apartment the other night.”
“Me too,” I confessed. “Other
than thinking about you, work has been— Ahhh...” He slipped his hand down the
front of my pants, grazing my sensitive flesh. “I need a good distraction for a
few minutes,” I finally managed to say.
“A few minutes?” he scoffed.
“You're crazy if you think this is only going to last a few minutes.” He
slicked his finger through my wet center, purposely putting pressure on the
sensitive bundle of nerves he'd missed on my way down.
Whatever had
gotten into him was driving me insane.
In the best possible way. It was
far cry from our first night together when he let me call the shots.
“I'm taking my sweet ass time,” he said, flashing me a wicked
grin. “The last thing you're going to be
thinking about is work. Hell, I'd be
surprised if you can think at all when I'm done with you.”
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Title: Escaping Me
Author: Elizabeth Lee
Age Group: NA
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Published: July 30, 2013
Description:
All she wanted to do was forget. Forget the memory of walking in on her boyfriend in the middle of, well, another girl. Forget how she had her entire life planned out. And, forget about being perfect all the time. Unfortunately, she was Whitney Vandaveer and despite the fact that she moved to the middle of nowhere – she couldn't.
He always knew he would never be more than nothing. No job, no money, no future. Cole Pritchett had accepted the fact that he would always be the screw up and he was okay with it. Until he met her.
Here's the thing they quickly found out – sometimes we all need a little help escaping who we think we are.
Author Bio:
If I’m not reading, writing, enjoying drinks with my amazing group of girlfriends or chasing around a sarcastically funny kid, I’m probably watching television shows that were created for teenagers, while my husband teases that I’m too old to watch them.
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