Against the Tide
Nikki Groom
April 13, 2015
Contemporary
Romance
Blurb
I was
happy until I met him.
I was content until I met
her.
That's a
lie. I was lonely.
That's a lie. I was
incomplete.
He was
nothing but a handsome distraction.
She was nothing but a pretty
pastime.
That's
untrue. He changed my life.
That's untrue. She altered my
world.
I blame
him.
I blame her.
I blame myself. He wasn't to
know.
I blame myself. It wasn't her
fault.
I don't
want to need him.
I hate that I want
her.
There's
no easy solution.
There's no going
back.
Excerpt
I realise that I’ve been waiting to see her since the last time she was here. I’ve wanted to feel that electricity that fires off her when she holds my gaze, and every week that she’s not been here, I’ve been disappointed. We haven’t spoken, haven’t even exchanged smiles. There’s just something there. It’s like we seek each other out, and I don’t know why. It’s turned in to a habit I like more than the ecstasy I take.
“Hey Finny
boy, Tequila, you in or you going for a piss?” Kyle calls out behind me loading
his question with the silent search of my intentions for this
evening.
I glance back
at him answering “Yeah, man.” When I look back, she’s still there. Looking.
Just looking. No smile. No scowl. Just looking at me like there’s something
compelling her to do so. The light catches her lip ring and my eyes roam the
length of her body like a hungry man that’s been starved for weeks, no, months.
She gives off something that makes my hormones run rampant, like an unbalanced
teenager. Only I’m fully aware that I’m a grown man and I know exactly what I
want to do to her. God, what I would do to her. She’s dressed in a little black
dress, and I mean, little. It’s simple, but the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.
It hugs her tiny, perfect waist, and only just covers her ass. Her legs, her
perfect legs, which even though she isn’t tall, look just long enough to wrap
around my waist …
“Here.” Harley
nudges my arm and hands me a shot of Tequila. I take it mindlessly, all the
while still locked on to the enigma on the other side of the room. Then she
does something that floors me. She nods, winks, and raises her glass to me
across the room. For a second, I’m stunned at the action. We’ve been watching
each other for weeks, no words, no actions, just the silent knowledge that we
both know we are looking at each other. Now she’s broken the silent pact, what
does that mean?
About the
Author
Nikki Groom is
a hopeless romantic, lover of all things happily ever after and firm believer
that love makes the world go around.
In her spare time, you will find Nikki laughing with her
very treasured family, walking with her beloved dog in the hundred acre wood or
curled up in a cosy corner with words and wine.
She lives in East Sussex with her husband and two children.
Having turned her hand to many things over the years, Nikki is now proud to add
‘author’ to that list.
Having always been a dreamer, Nikki’s imagination stretches
far and wide, which enables her to get lost in faraway places and imaginary
people.
Nikki loves to
chat, especially about books! You can find her here…
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