Író: N.G. JonesCím: If
Műfaj: New Adult
Megjelenés:
2015. Március 16.
Synopsis
If…
Someone hadn't scarred my face.
I hadn’t followed my dreams to LA.
That tweaker hadn't attacked that homeless guy.
I hadn't invited a stranger over for Thanksgiving.
I hadn’t fallen in love.
If I hadn’t lost him.
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If…
I hadn’t gone for that drive.
I saw the world like everyone else.
My “genius” wasn’t slowly destroying me.
I had just walked away before I could ever know her.
She hadn’t ignited the spark.
If the spark didn’t ignite the madness.
Excerpt
“Let’s start
with something simple. How about a tree, in the fall, so you can play with color?”
She smiled.
“That sounds perfect.”
“Okay, we’re
going to use acrylic because if you make a mistake, you can paint over it as
soon as it dries.”
“Oh ye of
little faith,” she said, coming over to stand in front of me at the easel. She
was so close, I could feel her warmth even though we weren’t touching. The pale
glow that surrounded her now grazed me.
I squeezed out
green and white and showed her how to mix for the right shade. Then I told her
to lay down short, staccato thrusts, but her swipes were, frankly, juvenile and
clunky.
“No, see, you
are trying to draw the tree. You just need to focus on the leaf, and then pull
that back to how the light hits the leaf because a leaf, even a leaf that you
just see as green, is many shades of green.”
“And this is
why I’m a dancer,” Bird said.
“Here,” I said,
grabbing some of the brush handle from behind, “let me guide you.” It was a
mistake. Her lavender scent grew strong, and I could smell her fruity shampoo
on top of it, and the curves of her behind pressed against my pelvis. The heat
rolled down my neck, and to my fingertips. Even though I was touching wood, I
felt the warmth of the coziest blanket rubbing against them.
“Okay,” she
said in barely a whisper. Her voice moved in transparent cerulean and seafoam
wavelengths in my line of sight.
I slid my hands
up the edge of the brush, so my hand was over her delicate hand. And shit, I am
only a man and I just wanted her so bad. But, I focused on the empty sheet on
the easel.
“So you start
soft, tentative, until you find a rhythm.” My words were barely a breeze
against her ear. “Just relax.” I gently guided her hand and she let me take
over. I used the hand of my muse to fill the canvas with strokes of green.
“This will be the foundation, but soon we’ll fill it with browns and oranges,
even pinks.”
“We? You’re
doing all the work, but I like it that way,” she said, almost woozily, as if
she were in the same trance as me. She leaned back, resting her head against
the front of my shoulder. My heart thudded so hard, I was afraid she would be
able to feel it. I guided her hand to a cup of water and she dropped the brush.
But I didn’t let go. I didn’t want to let go, and I don’t think she wanted me
to either.
“Let’s come
back to this, we can work on it a little each day,” she said, turning her palm
up so she could thread her fingers into mine. The heat was everywhere, like a
warm rush of water, lulling me to do whatever the hell she wanted.
“Now, I show
you how to dance.” She turned, using my hand, and then she was facing me. Her
skin radiated through tiny freckles on her cheeks and nose.
The next song
on the album played. “I love this song,” Bird said, pulling me to the open
floor in front of the record player as “How Can You Mend a Broken Heart” began to
play.
“There’s only
one way to dance to a song like this,” she said, stepping in close, guiding my
hands to her waist, as she wrapped hers around my neck.
There was too
much. A kaleidoscope of lilting colors, the strong scent of lavender, a sweet
taste like nectar, the blooming warmth rushing through my body.
I am only a
man.
Author
Bio
. Nina G. Jones is the author of the bestselling novel DEBT,
the Strapped Series and the erotic romance, Gorgeous Rotten Scoundrel. She
wants to say something clever here, but all her good material goes into her
characters.
Nina currently resides in Milwaukee, WI with her
husband and two crazy Boxers.
Her first new adult romance, If, releases on March 16th, 2015
under the moniker N.G. Jones.
Nina LOVES connecting with readers. You can connect with her via
Facebook, Twitter, or email her through her website, NinaGJones.com.
Website: http://ninagjones.wordpress.com/
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Twitter: https://twitter.com/NinaGJones
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