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Title: 42 Hours (Time
for Love #3)
Eight years ago, Scott and Gaby shared one very special night. Not wanting to
ruin their friendship, they didn't take things further...but neither of
them has forgotten.
When
Scott’s friends stage an intervention to make him realize that his fiancé, Victoria, is all wrong for
him, he takes time to evaluate his life. He’s earned a big promotion and just
bought his dream car, but those things are just superficial. The one time he
was truly happy, was with Gaby.
Gaby is in
a good place in her life. She loves her job, has the best friends and family a girl could ask
for, and is dating a sweet and sexy guy, but she’s never stopped thinking about
that night with Scott.
Eager to
find happiness again, Scott makes a plan to win Gaby’s heart during a weekend getaway, but she
doesn’t want to be his rebound girl. Will 42 hours be enough to convince Gaby
that it's finally
their time for
love?
“The other night, at the bar, right before the band started…. You came back from the bathroom, looking all flushed and embarrassed. Then you downed TJ’s beer… I’d meant to ask you about it then, but the music came on, and we all got distracted. Did something happen?”
I flushed at his question, as I remembered the scene that had gotten me all flustered.
“Oh… God… I just,” I felt like such a child, I could barely even talk about it, and it wasn’t as if I’d walked in on them having sex or anything. “I ran into Brock’s brother Brendan … The lead singer. Anyway, he and some girl were going at it pretty hot and heavy in the hallway.”
“Oh,” Scott looked at me suddenly, then cleared his throat and looked back out the windshield. “So you were embarrassed?”
I let out a nervous laugh and admitted, “Yeah, because I was taken by surprised, and I kind of, um, stood there and watched for a minute. Then, Brendan caught me, and said hi, like it was no big deal. I just felt like a prude.”
“Hmmm,” Scott began, as if unsure what to say next. “Have you never been in that situation before?”
I averted my eyes, then responded softly, “What? Practically having sex in a bar? No.”
“No,” Scott said, his voice rough. “Where you’ve been so in the moment, that you couldn’t control yourself, and didn’t care if you got caught or not.”
I squirmed in my seat, his words affecting me more than they probably should. My body felt warm, so I turned up the AC a bit and pointed the vent in my direction.
“No,” I admitted, my voice barely audible.
When Scott didn’t respond, I started to worry that he thought I was referring to the night that he and I’d slept together, so I blurted, “Oh… I wasn’t trying to say that you and I didn’t have passion…”
I felt the blush roll over my face like a heat wave.
“I mean, it was our first time… And it was lovely…” Shit, I was digging in deeper. “What I meant was that I’ve never had someone take me up against the wall in the club like that.”
Oh. My. God. Had I just said that. I wanted to melt into the floorboards. I brought my hands to my face, hiding my mortification.
a fun photo of Bethany with cover model Nathan Weller!
About
Bethany Lopez
Award-Winning Author Bethany Lopez began
self-publishing in June 2011. Since then she has published
various YA and NA
books. She is a lover of romance, family, and friends, and
enjoys incorporating
those things in what she writes. When she isn't reading or
writing, she loves
spending time with her husband and children, traveling
whenever possible.
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USA Today and New York Times Bestselling
author Erin McCarthy sold her first book in 2002 and has since written
almost fifty novels and novellas in teen fiction, new adult, and adult
romance. Erin has a special weakness for New Orleans, tattoos, high-heeled
boots, beaches and martinis. She lives in Ohio with her family, two
grumpy cats and a socially awkward dog.
