Sharlay is back with a brand new release titled, Love Me To Death, and I have got an exclusive excerpt to try and tempt you! The book went LIVE yesterday, so I’ve also included the buy links below in case you’re left wanting more. Enjoy!
Is a player. He sleeps with women at night and kicks them out of his bed by morning. NO strings. NO attachments. And NO falling in love.
But not even his good looks, hot body or sexy way with words can get him out of the eviction notice stuck on his door.
Desperate for money and running out of time he finds himself signing a contract for an acting job that is about to break every rule that he’s ever made…
Is dying. With only a year left to live, falling in love is the last thing that she wants to do.
But with a mother desperate to see her find her one true love before her final days and an inability to say no to the one woman that she loves more than anything in the world, Neddie sets herself a simple task…
1. Hire someone to play her ‘lover’.
2. Don’t fall in love.
We’ve been here for two hours now. The twins arrived about an hour ago, and I may be a little drunk. I start laughing at the thought of Ned finding out I’ve been drinking, which she won’t. And why am I even thinking about her?
“What’s funny?” Lacey asks.
“Just a joke someone told me earlier. So, tell me, Lacey, what do I have to do to get you to come home with me tonight?” I whisper as I snake my arm around her waist and pull her so close that my lips are against her ear. I feel her shudder against me. Nice. I’m definitely getting some tonight.
“Well, you could start by getting my name right.”
I pull back. “Huh?”
“My name is not Lacey.”
I must be drunk.
“Then who in the hell are you?”
“Tracey,” she says in annoyance. “That’s Lacey, my twin sister,” she says pointing toward the girl talking to Bobby, behind us.
“There are two of you? Wow, I just thought I was seeing double.” I chuckle to myself. “I’m sorry,” I whisper, stroking the back of my fingers across her face. Well, I think it’s her face; things are a little blurry to be honest.
“It’s ok, you’ve had a bit to drink; I’ll let you off.” She laughs.
“That’s good to know. So, how do I get you to come home with me?”
“You don’t.” A stern voice interrupts. Both Lacey or Tracey — I’m still not sure yet — and I turn toward the owner of the voice.
“Ned?” I breathe as she stands there with her arms folded across her chest. Gosh she looks so freaking hot right now, well I think she does … from what I can make out. I imagine she does anyway. “What are you doing here?”
“I could ask you the same thing.”
“Do you know this girl?” Lacey or Tracey asks.
“Err…sort of,” I mumble.
“Sort of? How?”
“Oh, do tell, Cole,” Ned says.
“Cole? I thought your name was Brennan?”
“It is,” I say in confusion. “She just calls me Cole.”
“And who is she?”
“Well, she’s sort of my girlfriend.”
“What?” That word leaves several mouths: Lacey’s, Tracey’s, and Bobby’s.
“Since when did you get a girlfriend? And a very hot one too, might I add,” Bobby asks, looking Ned up and down.
“Since this morning,” I grumble. “I kind of forgot and stop checking out my girl. So not cool, Bobby.”
“Priceless,” Ned says with an exasperated laugh.
“You forgot you had a girlfriend? You were just begging me to come home with you!” Twiny says angrily.
“Technically I wasn’t begging. You didn’t make me work that hard.” I hear Ned start laughing. I love that sound.
“I never said yes and how can you laugh at the idea of your boyfriend taking another girl home?”
“Ah, worse things could happen, some people in the world are actually dying believe it or not,” Ned says and I smile at her for that comeback. Well, the blurry figure that I’m pretty sure is her.
“Have I told you how hot you are?” I ask Ned.
“No, you haven’t.”
“Well, you are.”
“I second that,” Bobby says. I think I see one of the twins slap him.
“Not cool, Bobby, not cool,” I mumble.
“Cole,” Ned says softly, instantly commanding my attention. I look up at the beautiful blur.
“Get up, we’re going.”
“And you’re bossy too; did anyone ever tell you that you’re bossy?”
“Good because you need to know. Bobby, do you see how bossy my girlfriend is?”
“Err … yeah,” he says in shock.
“Good. I’ll call you in the morning, enjoy the twins. I’m going to enjoy Ned … I hope.” I hear her scoff.
“I will.” He sounds perplexed and his voice is distant. That’s when I realize that Ned is currently dragging me out of the club. I try to focus and can just about make out my arm draped across her. My head falls onto her shoulder and I take in the smell of her hair.
“Damn, your hair smells good.”
“Thanks.” I’m sure she just laughed but I’m not certain since my eyes are closed.
“Like strawberries and cream.”
“I love strawberries and cream.”
“Where are we going?”
“To my penthouse.”
“Am I sleeping there?”
“Oh, you dirty, dirty girl. You’re taking advantage of the point in the contract about me staying at the penthouse. I’m so shocked.”
“Oh, you’re not shocked yet but in the morning, you will be.”
That sounds a lot like a threat, but I’m not sure because as soon as the sentence leaves her mouth I fall into complete darkness.
Sharlay is a British author who found success on Wattpad with her debut novel, Pretend, in 2012. Over 8 million views later, the young author now has 6 published novels, with more on the way!
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