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Title: Make Me Fall
Author: Ember Leigh
Genre: Contemporary Romance
About Make Me Fall:
There’s one rule in my family.
Stay away from the Daly brothers.
We were raised to know them as users. Manipulators. But I only ever saw Connor as the enigmatic senior hottie who dropped into fifth period to teach us about the perils of drunk driving.
So when my first big girl job out of college ends up with us working at the same company, it’s heart throb city all over again. Except he’s way ahead of the game. Successful, talented, put together. I’m just a frumpy twenty-something in a quarter life crisis who doesn’t know a glue stick from a makeup highlighter.
He would never want me, even though he’s all I ever wanted in secret. So when we cross paths one night at the bar and one drink leads to another, he slaps me with an offer I can’t refuse.
Accompany him back to Bayshore, flight included.
Only stipulation? Pose as his girlfriend.
Our families will flip, but I’m not strong enough to say no to those baby blues, especially if it means I’ll have a chance to spend the next two weeks with my adolescent heart throb.
“I think we should kiss.”
The words sear through me like a surprise lightning bolt. Kiss?
Kiss Connor? The very thing I’ve been fantasizing about doing since junior year of high school?
Kiss Connor? The very thing I’ve been fantasizing about doing since junior year of high school?
Abso-fucking-lutely.
“To prove what a special couple we are,” he murmurs,
and squeezes the top of my waist. To anybody else, it looks a
s if he’s murmuring sweet nothings. I giggle, rolling my lips inward.
I angle myself toward him more, finally daring to meet his gaze.
and squeezes the top of my waist. To anybody else, it looks a
s if he’s murmuring sweet nothings. I giggle, rolling my lips inward.
I angle myself toward him more, finally daring to meet his gaze.
“Yeah?” I ask, nudging him with my shoulder.
From this angle, he’s more gorgeous than ever.
The corners of his eyes crinkle as he looks down at me.
He wets his bottom lip, that leather and spice not only
filling my senses but drowning me completely. I’m a goner.
Send for the rescue boat. The S. S. Kinsley is headed to the bottom of Lake Erie.
The corners of his eyes crinkle as he looks down at me.
He wets his bottom lip, that leather and spice not only
filling my senses but drowning me completely. I’m a goner.
Send for the rescue boat. The S. S. Kinsley is headed to the bottom of Lake Erie.
His eyes search my face for a moment, and then
he bridges the distance between our mouths,
his lips landing against mine so softly, yet so intensely,
that I have to silence a gasp. I grip the side of his arm,
pushing up onto my tiptoes so that we can mash our lips together even more.
he bridges the distance between our mouths,
his lips landing against mine so softly, yet so intensely,
that I have to silence a gasp. I grip the side of his arm,
pushing up onto my tiptoes so that we can mash our lips together even more.
Because now that I’ve had a taste of him? I need all of him.
He smiles through the kiss, which leads to a second kiss,
which leads to a very noticeable damp surge in my panties.
My fingers dig into the sleeve of his white button-down.
which leads to a very noticeable damp surge in my panties.
My fingers dig into the sleeve of his white button-down.
“Jeez, guys,” Grayson interjects a moment later,
as we’re rounding the corner into kiss number three. “Get a room.”
as we’re rounding the corner into kiss number three. “Get a room.”
Connor breaks away, and I collapse against him.
My heart is pounding between my ears, and I’m not certain I’ll be
able to walk out of the backyard on my own two feet.
Three kisses with Connor is all it takes to undo me. And we didn’t even use our tongues.
My heart is pounding between my ears, and I’m not certain I’ll be
able to walk out of the backyard on my own two feet.
Three kisses with Connor is all it takes to undo me. And we didn’t even use our tongues.
“We do have a room, you know,” he says to me,
loud enough for the others to hear. I laugh weakly,
because of course he’s saying it for them.
He doesn’t mean it. Even though the fake kisses
he gave me easily win first, second, and third place in the history of every kiss of my lifetime.
loud enough for the others to hear. I laugh weakly,
because of course he’s saying it for them.
He doesn’t mean it. Even though the fake kisses
he gave me easily win first, second, and third place in the history of every kiss of my lifetime.
“Sorry, guys.” I give his cousins an apologetic smile,
but I’m not sorry at all. God, it’s nice to play the
coy girlfriend part. Connor doesn’t move his arm
from my waist, and he effortlessly rejoins
the conversation about everybody’s current work situation.
I can barely focus on what they’re saying. I couldn’t care less, actually.
I just want Connor to kiss me again.
but I’m not sorry at all. God, it’s nice to play the
coy girlfriend part. Connor doesn’t move his arm
from my waist, and he effortlessly rejoins
the conversation about everybody’s current work situation.
I can barely focus on what they’re saying. I couldn’t care less, actually.
I just want Connor to kiss me again.
But he doesn’t, and the conversation whiles on.
Later, while Grayson is explaining his firm’s city of
origin to his cousins and I’ve more than zoned out, I catch
Connor’s intense gaze. He’s looking at me like he’s gobbling
me up. Like he doesn’t just tolerate me, but that he actually likes me. Maybe even wants me.
Later, while Grayson is explaining his firm’s city of
origin to his cousins and I’ve more than zoned out, I catch
Connor’s intense gaze. He’s looking at me like he’s gobbling
me up. Like he doesn’t just tolerate me, but that he actually likes me. Maybe even wants me.
Or maybe I’m so starved for affection
that I’ll see it anywhere.
that I’ll see it anywhere.
At any rate, the lines are blurring. My panties are
damp from wanting him, and I might not ever recover from those kisses.
damp from wanting him, and I might not ever recover from those kisses.
If this is what posing as Connor’s girlfriend is going to
be like for the next week and a half, I might not make it out of Bayshore alive.
be like for the next week and a half, I might not make it out of Bayshore alive.
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About Ember Leigh:
Ember Leigh has been writing erotic romance novels since she was far too young. A native of northern Ohio, she currently resides near Lake Erie with her Argentinean husband, where they run an Argentinian-American food truck. In addition to romance novels, Ember also writes travel memoirs and occasionally updates a couple of blogs. In her free time, she practices Ashtanga yoga, hops around the world, and eats lots of vegetables.
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