Title: Scared of Forever (Scared, #2)
Author: Jacqueline Abrahams
Genre: New Adult Romance
Release Date: December 14, 2014
BlurbEvery lie, no matter how small, has some degree of truth. Five months after moving to New York City, Emily is engaged to Blake Carson, future doctor and the man who she believes to be the love of her life. Until she starts to realize that the foundation upon which she’s building her future is based on a series of Blake’s self-serving lies. Blake can’t let her go. He can’t continue to deceive Emily, either. But Blake’s biggest problem is that he has to maintain the life he has become accustomed to, at any cost. And that means keeping his overbearing mother happy, and keeping Emily ignorant. Tyler Carson left New York City two years ago, happy to leave behind all of the Carson family drama. Until he comes home and meets Emily. Falling in love with his brother’s fiancée was easy. Protecting her from his family was necessary. Leaving her was almost impossible, knowing that he was breaking her heart, and his own. Finding solace in her friendship with Tyler, Emily is forced to face the reality that Blake is not the man she thought he was. But neither is Tyler, the friend who gave her the clarity she needed, and then left her alone to pick up the shattered pieces of her life. Heartbroken and deserted, Emily has had enough of the Carson brothers. But sometimes, love is not that which sends us soaring, but that which keeps us grounded. Can Emily ever bring herself to love another Carson completely? Secrets, lies and lust-filled nights, all in the name of the screwed-up pursuit of happily ever after, Scared of Forever is the second novel in the Scared Series, which features characters from Scared of Beautiful, but can be read as a standalone.
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Scared of Forever (Scared, #2)
Infinite Fear - A Novella (Scared #0.5)
Scared of Beautiful (Scared #1)
ExcerptHis eyes search mine, looking for an answer. Some sign of hope. They bore into me intensely. My entire body lights up, a burning warmth coursing through my mid-section. I’m so scared of my actions around Tyler now, especially when I’m so uninhibited by alcohol. I grab his hand silently and we walk down the corridor. I open the first door we see and turn the handle. It opens easily. In the dark, with only a small amount of moonlight illuminating the room from a small, high window, I see rows of crockery and cutlery on metal shelving down the center of the long room. I push the lock button on the door, sealing us both in. Tyler eyes me cautiously. “Emily, I don’t think this is such a good idea.” “Are you saying you don’t want to be alone with me?” I ask, taking a step forward, meeting his eyes in a silent challenge. “No,” he says. “I’m saying I don’t trust myself alone with you.” Tyler snakes an arm around my waist. My skin burns under his touch. “We’ve been alone before. Why is this time different?” “You know why,” he whispers. Tyler looks as if it’s taking all of his willpower to maintain his resolve against me. “I don’t,” I say softly. “Tell me why.” “You’re beautiful,” he says with a smile. “But you’ve been drinking. And believe me when I say that I’m using every ounce of restraint that I have to stay away from you. How will you feel about this in the morning?” “I may have been drinking, but you will still be Tyler in the morning. The world may end. But you’ll still be you. I’ll still be me. We’ll still have been here, alone. And I’ll still remember why I locked that door,” I say softly. “Your brain may be telling you one thing, but your body—” I stop speaking as I let my eyes wander down to the very obvious hard on in his pants. Tyler takes a step forward and crashes his lips into mine without a second’s more hesitation. My mind finally catches up to my body, realizing that I have wanted this for so long. Our lips dissolve into each other’s. My god! His lips. This kiss. So sweetly erotic. Tyler grips me firmly around the waist and moves in closer, pushing me gently against the cold wall. I don’t even register the temperature. My own body feels like it has been lit on fire. His hand reaches back to unclip my hair, and it falls freely over my shoulders. My hands grab hungrily at his shirt, yanking it from his pants. I feel him, hard in every way imaginable, pressed against my thigh. My fingers move fluidly up his back, feeling his muscles clench under my touch. He gently turns my face and leaves a trail of soft, delicious kisses down my neck. I move to undo his belt. I want to feel him. Need to. To know, just once, what Tyler Carson feels like. The smell of him is intoxicating. As he delivers kiss after mind-blowing kiss, his hands roam freely, as if memorizing every curve of my body. His fingers leave blazing trails on my skin wherever they venture. He leans up abruptly and cups my face in his hands. “Tell me you want this. Tell me you want me,” he whispers lowly, searching my eyes, his breath ragged.
About the AuthorJacqueline Abrahams is the author alter ego for an ordinary mum to three children (two human and one canine) and wife to one husband. Born in South Africa, she now calls Sydney, Australia her home. A collector all things books and bookish, she in an avid reader and has a tiny obsession with filling bookshelves. When she's not preoccupied wearing her aspiring author or mummy hat, she is working her way towards completing a degree in Primary and Secondary Teaching (with an English major of course!)
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