Today C.R. Ellis is here today to share her upcoming romance WHY STARS CHASE THE SUN!
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Release Day: June 26th
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Twenty-four hours. A no-strings-attached adventure with the most gorgeous man I’ve ever seen—this was my alcohol-slash-lust-fueled proposal, and given before I could consider the potential ramifications. While his looks alone are enough to make a girl swoon, it’s the rest of him—a perfect balance of mysterious, sweet, and effortlessly charming—that draws me in. Through his cryptic comments and half-answers, he’s quickly become an enigma I’m determined to solve. One way or another, this adventure promises to snap the stagnant, lackluster pattern my love life has been locked in lately. Is it naïve and a little reckless to think this won’t blow up in my face? Probably. But the bigger question is the only one I need to answer… Is the chance to soar among the stars worth the risk of being burned when the sun eventually rises?
Love is a mistake I won’t make again. My rules are simple. Keep things surface-deep. Don’t make plans. And never, ever get attached. One look at her is all it takes for me to break my first rule. One conversation with her is all it takes for me to question everything. Which means accepting her proposal is bound to be a mistake. She has no idea who I am or what kind of demons I live with, so I tell myself there’s no harm in spending one day with her. But the more I lose myself in her, the more she brings me out of the darkness and into her light, the harder it’ll be to let her go. When reality comes crashing down on us in the worst way possible, I have to decide between walking away…or risking everything for the woman who breaks all of my rules.
“Jade,” I bellowed when she was nowhere to be seen in the living room or kitchen. I darted glances down both hallways visible from the living room, one leading to the bedrooms and one to the office. My feet knew which direction to go before my brain did. Not surprising, considering which part of my anatomy is running the show right now. All those thoughts of ways I wanted to make Jade pay for torturing me earlier evaporated as soon as I stepped into the office. I had half a second to take in the sight of her, casually leaning against my desk looking drop-dead gorgeous in a dress that would’ve looked even better discarded on the floor, before she launched herself into my arms. I welcomed her assault and hauled her body against mine. “Missed you,” she drawled against my lips, while her hands looped around my neck. “Missed you too, pretty girl,” I replied before sealing our smiling lips together. Keeping her in place, I walked backward to the desk and eased Jade down on an empty spot. I allowed my hands to glide over the silky material of her dress along her waist, my desperation for her growing with each inch of fabric I covered. She leaned into my chest, fisting the hair along the base of my skull and pulling me closer. My hands traveled along her ribcage until they were parallel with her perfect, full breasts that begged for my attention. My thumb grazed her peak, and she moaned into my mouth while letting her legs fall open so I could close the last remaining space between our bodies. Her hands worked furiously at the tie around my neck while I stripped off my suit jacket and let it fall to the floor. I immediately dropped my hands to the hem of her dress, tugging it up to finally expose those legs I’d spent half my day wanting wrapped around my body. I leaned back just enough to get a better view of her. My eyes couldn’t decide where to linger—the rise and fall of her chest, the garters attached to those damn stockings on her thighs, or the shadow her dress cast between her legs beckoning me in. Godfuckingshit. “I hope you’re not overly attached to anything you’re currently wearing, because I don’t have the patience to be gentle right now,” I warned, my eyes scanning the length of her once more before landing on her face. Her legs hooked around my thighs to pull me closer, and she peered up at me with hungry, hooded eyes. “Took you long enough, Boston,” she rasped with a smile, fingers finding the buttons of my shirt.
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