Yayy!! Im sooooo freakin happy! I ‘ve waited for freakin EVER for this and its almost here!! I really loved crush! Yes it was vanilla but it was entertaining, romantic and hell that Hunter is HOT! I just love the covers! Its perfect and his eyes are so captivating!
Coming June 23, 2013 Smitten (Book 2) by Lacey Weatherford. Here’s a sneak peak: [SPOILER ALERT]
Life is good. Cami is away at her dream college with her dream man by her side. She thinks if she can just get through with meeting Hunter’s family that everything will be perfect. Little does she know that life’s about to turn upside down again when Hunter is called to infiltrate a gang whose specialty is chopping and racing cars. His contact happens to be a beautiful curvy girl who is the gang leader’s sister and he has to pose as her boyfriend. Communication with Cami is basically forbidden to help keep his cover.
Hunter, however, can’t stand being away from the girl he really loves, and he sneaks away one night to meet her across town. He doesn’t know the gang leader, Ripper, has suspicions about him already and he’s following him to see where he goes. He surprises Hunter and Cami, and Hunter quickly introduces her as his cousin who is having some car trouble. He thinks all is well until he discovers he has one serious problem. Ripper likes Cami and decides to pursue her, drawing her into the same dangerous world he’s supposed to bring down.
Can he keep his cover without having Cami get caught in the crossfire? Will the two of them survive having to watch each other fake it in the arms of another? Or will their hot stolen kisses destroy everything?
Slowly he released my finger, and the grin was back as he bent toward the side of my head, his warm breath brushing against my ear. “I’ll let you in on a little secret. I have something special planned for you later at my place.”
Goose bumps flared over my skin. “Special?” I managed to squeak out.
He nuzzled his face into my hair. “I’m finally out of that damn sling, and my muscles are feeling good after therapy. I figured you and I could celebrate that together. What do you think? Maybe cuddle on the couch and watch a movie?” He paused, pulling away to look at me. “Or we could skip the movie and just make out.” He grinned.
Mental images of the two of us tangled in each other’s arms flashed through my mind, and my heart rate kicked up to about a thousand. “Why do I get the idea you’re hoping I’ll choose the second option?” I smiled, loving the excited look on his face.
“Am I that obvious,” he replied with a laugh.
I nodded. “Pretty much, yeah.”
“And that’s why I love you. You know me so well.” He lifted his hands and cupped my face stroking my cheeks with his thumbs. “My family is going to love you, too.” He leaned forward and lightly kissed me. His chocolate colored eyes, with their flecks of honey, looked warm and caring as he locked gazes with me. I didn’t doubt his love. I could see it shining there.
The butterflies resurfaced at the mention of his family. “I’m worried they’ll think I’m too young for you.”
“They already know how old you are, Goody,” he said using his pet name for me. “I’ve explained everything to them. My mom didn’t even bat an eyelash. She thinks it’s all terribly romantic.”
“Really?” Hearing that made me feel better.
Hunter chuckled. “Really. They’re very excited to meet you. Chris has told them how wonderful you are too. He and my sister will be there as well. You have allies.”
I had fond memories of the few times I’d been able to visit with Hunter’s brother-in-law, Chris. Not to mention he’d saved both our lives during the incident with Clay, so that gave him huge brownie points in my book.
“Are we good?” he asked. “No more nerves.”
I gave a short laugh. “Oh, I still have plenty of those. I don’t want to screw anything up.”
“You’ll be perfect. Don’t worry.”
“How can you know that? Have you added “psychic abilities” to that impressive resume of yours?” I teased him. “Because unless you’ve suddenly become all knowing, I don’t see how you can predict something like that.”
“I know because you’re perfect. Everyone who meets you loves you. Why would my family be any different?”
“I bet Gabby would beg to differ with you.” An image of the gorgeous brunette from high school popped into my head. “She was very clear about wanting me out of the way so she could have you.”
Hunter groaned. “Please don’t ruin our nice evening by mentioning her. I’ve quite enjoyed leaving her in the past—where she belongs.”
“Really? That’s too bad. I was thinking of dying my hair dark-brown and purchasing a much sluttier wardrobe. I thought you might like that.” I bit my lip in anticipation of his reaction.
“Don’t you dare touch your hair. Ever. It’s perfect just like it is.” He picked up one of the lose curls and twisted it around his finger.
“Ever?” I asked, faking confusion. “It’s going to be awful messy if I can’t touch it ever.”
He laughed and gently tweaked my nose. “You know what I mean, Miss Smarty Pants.”
“Smarty Pants? Is that an upgrade or a down grade from Goody-Two-Shoes?”
His eyes were positively sparkling with mirth. “Neither. You’ll always be my Goody.” He leaned in and lightly kissed my lips, before giving me a half-cocked grin. “Do you know how good you make me feel?”
I slid my arms around his neck and hugged him tightly. “You make me feel good too.” Popping up on my tiptoes, I kissed him—lip-gloss forgotten. A soft moan escaped him and he wrapped an arm around my waist, his other hand slipping up my neck to tangle into my hair.
I sighed happily at the contact, loving the feelings his touch evoked inside me. He made me feel the craziest things. I’d never experienced this kind of intense emotion for another person before.
He suddenly broke away with a heavy sigh, leaning his forehead against mine. “We better get going, I think, or I might be tempted to skip dinner. My mom wouldn’t be too happy about that I’m afraid. She’s been very anxious to meet you.”
The little ball of nerves bounced back into my stomach. “Okay. Let’s get this over with.”
He laughed heartily. “I’m not taking you to be executed, you know. I really do think you’ll like them.”
“I’m sure I will . . . especially if they’re anything like you.” I was doing my best to be positive. I wasn’t sure why the idea of meeting his parents was so terrifying. Of course, I’d never been in love before. Hunter . . . Dylan . . . was my first love. That made the relationship so important. Making a good impression was a must for me. I knew he was close to his family by the way he lit up when he talked about them, and I didn’t want them to think I wasn’t good enough for their son. I’d heard too many horror stories of relationships broken up by the extended family because they didn’t get along with the newcomer. I didn’t want that to happen to us. I couldn’t lose him.
Hunter grabbed my hand, leading me out of my dorm room, downstairs, and to the parking lot. He opened the passenger door of the Camaro and I slid inside. I dug through my purse to find my lip-gloss so I could reapply it while he went around to get in his side. He climbed in beside me and watched for a second as I leaned forward to look into the mirror on the visor.
“You don’t really need to wear that you know.”
I glanced over at him. “What do you mean?”
“I mean you might as well save yourself the trouble because I plan on kissing you all evening. You’re going to be constantly reapplying.” He winked at me.
“You’re incorrigible,” I replied with a small smile and a shake of my head before I finished applying.
He shrugged. “Just trying to help you out.”
I recapped my makeup and dropped it back into my bag, leaning back against the seat. “At least let me make introductions first. Then you may kiss to your heart’s content.”
Is that a promise?” He grinned as he started the car. “I’m going to hold you to it.”
“Does it really matter? You know you’re just going to do what you want anyway.”
He chuckled as he backed out of the space. “Yeah, I am. You really do know me too well.”
CRUSH (BOOK ONE) :
Cami Wimberley has a plan, and that plan includes no room for boys—especially the big time party animal, Hunter Wilder, no matter how handsome and charismatic he is. She’s beautiful, a senior, extremely talented, gets good grades, and is working her way toward her dream college to be a musical theater major. Everything is perfect.
Hunter Wilder does not want a girlfriend—that would complicate his life way too much right now. He especially doesn’t want this girl, Miss-Goody-Two-Shoes, so how come he can’t keep his eyes off her? He tries to keep her at arms length, but fate seems to keep pushing them together. Before long, it’s obvious to everyone they’re crushing on each other.
As sparks begin to fly, Hunter finds himself sinking deeper and deeper into hot water. Soon he’s scrambling to keep Cami from discovering his dark secret—one that can destroy their entire relationship.