Happy Tuesday everyone!
I'm super freaking excited to announce that Tuesday Teasers are BACK
...but there's a catch.
On the first Tuesday of every month from now until FORGIVING LIES is released (Oct. 29th), you will get a somewhat lengthy teaser, (five total, and they will vary in length) the other sixteen Tuesdays will consist of the ULTIMATE teasers...one-liners.
;)
I have a feeling this is going to be fun, haha
And now, for the first teaser for FORGIVING LIES:
You ever have that feeling when you know someone is in the room with you,
even though you should be alone?
Yeah. I was having it right now.
I kept my eyes closed and tried to keep
my breathing steady, but I was on the verge of a full-blown Rachel freak-out
before I caught the scent of cinnamon. Cracking one eye open, I saw Kash
sitting on the edge of my bed just staring at me with an amused expression.
“Can I help you?” I mumbled against the
pillow.
“I’m hungry and want pancakes.”
“You want . . . what are you, five?! Make
your own. I even bought the easy-make pancakes last weekend. All you have to do
is add water.” I rolled over and groaned. “Seven thirty? Kash, we didn’t get
back from work until after one. You have got to stop waking me up so early. And
how are you even in here?”
He looked like he was fighting a smile
and his eyes kept flashing up above mine. “Candice let me in.”
Trying to act like I didn’t notice where
his eyes kept going, and like I wasn’t flipping out because I was sure my hair
looked like a hot mess, I slowly brought my arm up to brush back the hair from
my face when my hand hit something that tugged at my forehead. “What the hell?”
I tried to look straight up and even leaned my head back to try to follow
whatever was at the very top of my forehead. I saw a blue tip and grabbed at it
before yanking it off and holding it in front of my eyes. “A Nerf dart?!”
Kash shamelessly pulled up a Nerf gun and
waved it at his side. His eyes slid back up to my forehead and a hard laugh
burst from his chest. Rolling back, he fell off the bed and landed with a dull
thump on the floor.
“What?” I snapped, and scrambled out of
bed. As I made my way to the bathroom, I was hit once in the butt and once on
my calf by more darts. “You’re such a child, Kash!” Flipping on the light, I
blinked against the brightness before focusing on the mirror. A loud gasp
filled the small room. “Logan Kash Hendricks! What did you do?”
He was still cracking up as he got to his
feet and came to stand behind me. “I just had to make sure it was on there real
good. So I tested it a few times . . . you’re a really heavy sleeper, by the
way.”
“There is a hickey on my forehead!”