Anywhere With You (28 page)
My agent, Tom, walks up. “Okay Liam, they are about to start are you ready for this?”
I squeeze Allison’s hand and kiss her temple. I turn to look at Aiden who is in the same room with me, as well as his family and his agent. We insisted that we all be together that way we can celebrate. We have become one big family. I give Aiden a head nod that he returns. “Let’s do this.”
We all watch from the screen as the announcer steps to the podium. “The North Carolina Panthers pick quarterback Liam McCoy, UNC.” The room filled with my family and friends erupt with cheers.
I sit stunned until Allison takes my face in her hands. “You did it babe!” She kisses me. “Go on, they’re waiting for you.” She pulls me to my feet and towards the stage. I walk out and receive my Panthers hat and jersey and get my picture taken with the head coach. We move off to the side to get family photos, once all of that is done we retreat back to our waiting room to determine Aiden’s fate. On the way back to the room, I pull her aside and lift her off her feet and crush my lips to hers. “We did it baby, we made it to the big time!” She laughs and kisses me back. I hear cheers from our room and see Aiden twirling Hales in circles. He puts her down and comes walking out wearing a grin. He walks straight to me and Allie and pulls us both into a bear crushing hug.
“Panthers, man. We’re going to the same fucking team.” He releases us and struts off the stage to do the hat and jersey dance that I just completed.
I rest my forehead against Allie’s. “Looks like we’re going to Charlotte, beautiful girl.”
“I can plan a wedding in Charlotte.”
What other response does that deserve other than a soul searing kiss, so that’s what I give her. This amazing, beautiful, sexy creature is my future and the Carolina Panthers just sweetened the deal.
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I have so many people that I want to thank. First and foremost, my husband for your never ending support and encouragement. There is no way that I could have made it through this process without you. To my son for all the times that mommy needed just a few more minutes. I love you both!
I have met some amazing people throughout this journey and I am proud to say that I am a member of the indie community. Ilsa Madden-Mills, Tiffany Aleman, L.B. Simmons, Jade C. Jamison, Kasey Millstead, Nikki Godwin you ladies are amazing and I love you all. I know that I am forgetting a lot of people. To be able to list each and every one of you who have mentored me and offered me advice, well that would take another hundred pages. Thank you to all of my fellow authors, my friends.
I would like to send a huge Thank you out to Sarah Hanson of Okay Creations for the amazing cover. I am honored to say Anywhere With You has a kick ass Okay Creations cover!
Mary from Mary Elizabeth’s Crazy Book Obsession, girl you are amazing! Organizing the release day blitz, to the blog tour and creating the trailer. Your support means the world to me and I could not have done this without you!
To all of the bloggers out there … Thank you so much. Your never ending support of the indie community is greatly appreciated. I know that you don’t hear it enough so hear me now. I appreciate each and every one of you and the support that you have given me. Just Booked, Helenas Book Obesession, Bad and Dirty Books, Laura’s Book Blog (Blame it on the rain), LipSmackin Good Books, Stephanie’s Book Reports, Thank you to all of you for the support that you have given me. I know that there are many others who have supported me through this process and I thank each and every one of you from the bottom of my heart.
To my beta readers Mary, Jodi and Cat, you ladies ROCK! I will be forever grateful for all of your advice, and critique. For all of the time that you took away from your families to read and re-read Anywhere With You. You helped me make AWY what it is. Thank you!
To Angela at Fictional Formats for taking my work and making it look amazing. You are like the icing on the cake!
To my street team, who have helped pimp me and AWY. I am eternally grateful for your support and your pimpin skills. Thank you, thank you, thank you!
Last but not least, to the readers. Without you none of this would even be worth the effort. I truly love writing and I am honored that I am able to share that with you. Thank you to each and every one of you for reading Anywhere With You.
Continue reading for a few experts from a few other amazing indie authors …
Be looking for Ilsa Madden-Mills’
Very Bad Things
, a New Adult romance book releasing September 10, 2013! Read below for an unedited excerpt …
I purposely walked outside to the patio and strolled by his table, shooting him and his companions a flirtatious smile while he glared back. Then I went to the bar and ordered a glass of water. And waited.
It took fifty-three seconds for him to appear beside me.
“Not drinking today?” he said in a low voice, sending delicious tingles all over my body. He settled himself beside me on a stool.
“No fake ID,” I said, putting my hand on his inner thigh and caressing the taut muscles there. “You seem tense. Is there anything I can do to help you relax?” I asked, my lips curving up in invitation.
He stared at my stroking hand and swallowed but didn’t move away. “I just came over to see how you’re doing,” he said with a face like stone, not giving anything away.
I scowled and pulled my hand back. “Why? Because you feel bad for the poor little rich girl with all the problems?”
He looked away from me.
I said, “Let’s go in the bathroom and fuck.”
He exhaled heavily and stood up from the stool.
“No?” I said, feeling ashamed for the words coming out of my mouth, yet completely powerless to stop them. “You know, one of my favorite books has this sizzling chapter where the main characters go to lunch together. And even though it’s a first date, they end up fucking in a bathroom stall because they can’t wait to get at each other. He just bends her over and gives it to her, hard and fast. I’d like to reenact that scene.” I took a hasty sip of water and got my nerve up. “All we’d have to do is pick the biggest stall, and then you flip my dress up and take me from behind. Or I could get on my knees for you?”
He paled and pinched the bridge of his nose. “You don’t want me, Nora. I’ll fuck you and when I’m done, I’ll leave you.”
All the air was taken out of me and a searing pain squeezed my heart so hard I thought I might cry out. “Well, if not you, then someone else will do,” I said, looking around the bar. “Who should I choose? There’s the young guy over there in the corner with the power suit and buzz cut who’s been trying to catch my eye since I sat down … although I think I see a wedding band on his finger. He’s out, I suppose. Even I have standards. And, there’s the fortyish-looking guy sitting across from me. He’s been staring at my breasts.” I smiled and waved at the gentleman in question, and he waved back, a hopeful look on his face. “Oh yeah, definitely interested.”
I opened my purse, pulled out a pen and wrote my name and number on a bar napkin. I pushed it over to Leo. “Do me favor? Take this over to him and tell him what a great girl I am. How good I am. How you know I’m not really
bad
.” I stared at Leo’s crotch. “Maybe tell him how hard you get when I talk about fucking.”
He pulled me off the stool so quick I didn’t know what had happened until I was standing right next to him, both of our chests heaving and tempers flaring. His eyes flashed. “Go back to your table. No fucking today, Nora,” he bit out.
I smiled and batted my lashes. “Tomorrow?”
He growled at me and I thrilled at the sound, imagining him doing it while he made love to me. See, here’s the thing: this was a whole lot more than just wanting to do bad things. I couldn’t blame this on meaningless sex. No, this was all about him. About
Leo
. He sparked this insatiable, urgent need in me, one that I hadn’t quite wrapped my head around yet. I’d never felt more alive than when I was with him, even if we were antagonizing each other.
“Are you high?” he asked me, his eyes boring into mine.
I laughed. “God, no. This is all me,” I said bitterly. “I don’t need drugs to be a whore, Leo. I can do it all by myself.”
--Excerpt is unedited and may change.
Very Bad Things
Book Description
Born into a life of privilege and secrets, Nora Blakely has everything any nineteen-year-old girl could desire. She’s an accomplished pianist, a Texas beauty queen, and on her way to Princeton after high school. She’s perfect …
Leaving behind her million dollar mansion and Jimmy Choos, she becomes a girl hell-bent on pushing the limits with alcohol, drugs, and meaningless sex.
Then she meets her soulmate. But he doesn’t want her.
When it comes to girls, twenty-five-year old Leo Tate has one rule: never fall in love. His gym and his brother are all he cares about until he meets Nora. He resists the pull of their attraction, hung up on their six year age difference.
As they struggle to stay away from each other, secrets will be revealed, tempers will flare, and hearts will be broken.
Welcome to Briarcrest Academy … where sometimes, the best things in life are
Very Bad Things
.
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Available at Amazon and Barnes and Noble September 10, 2013.
Coming this fall:
Forbidden Forever
By: Christy Dilg
After a restless sleep, I get up and get ready for my day at work. A place people normally want to get away from, but I want to run to. Chance is standing at my desk when I walk in and shut the door behind me. It’s earlier than a normal business day so not many workers are here. One look at him and I can’t control the need I feel inside; basically throwing myself on him, he wraps his muscular arms around me. I feel the static that always draws me to him. I lift my head up and our eyes meet as I feel the firmness growing in his pants pressed up against my leg. The longing of him is making the pleasure of being this close so much greater. The sexual desire for months has been building up and is as heightened as it could be without just coming apart on my own. I want his hands on me. I need him to taste me. I need to feel him in me.
I grab his face and he presses my back to the wall; grabbing my face in his hands, he looks deeply into my eyes making sure this is what I want. He knows by the look on my face that I am ready to completely give myself to him. His hand slides up my back and pulls my light blue blouse out of the pants, never taking his eyes off mine. I pull off his doctor’s coat and start unbuttoning his dark, purple, long sleeve shirt. Taking in the deep smell of him, I know I have just begun to feel how amazing this is going to be no matter how wrong it is. He has opened my shirt by this point and I drag his shirt off and toss it somewhere below us. I see for the first time a sleeve of tattoos that seem hold a special theme like some remarkable work of art as it flows to his back and down his chest. It is truly the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. It looks like a history of pain and happiness; something I would study later when I have more time to think clearly.
