Tiny Glitchesby Rebecca Chastain
ebook
Published January 12th 2016 by Mind Your Muse Books
ISBN139780990603139
Life isn’t exactly normal for Eva Parker: the stronger Eva’s emotions, the faster nearby electrical devices die. Eva can’t have a cell phone, use a computer, or be in a car for more than a few minutes without killing it. Dealing with her electricity-killing curse makes living in modern-day Los Angeles complicated enough for Eva—and that was before she was blackmailed into hiding a stolen baby elephant and partnered with Hudson, a sexy electrical engineer Eva just met.
Dodging repeated attempts on her life made by ruthless corporations hunting the elephant is easier for Eva than quelling her growing affection for Hudson, and while protecting an elephant is hard, controlling her curse is a lot harder. However, Eva must do both, because if she lets her emotions free and falls in love with Hudson, neither of them will survive.
Enchanting and quirky, Tiny Glitches fuses electrifying romance and high-voltage suspense in a rollicking adventure.
Excerpt:
“Here’s what I should have said,” I breathed against his lips. “I want to kiss you. I want to start at your mouth, and I want to see what your skin tastes like everywhere from your neck to your toes. I want to know what—”
Hudson wrapped his arms around me and pulled me up against him. My breasts flattened against his hard chest, and I swallowed a moan. I slid my fingers into his hair as his mouth settled over mine, hot and wet. We didn’t come up for air until my toes were curled.
I shifted in his embrace, enjoying the dual sensation of his hard body pressed against my nipples and the muscular cage of his arms. Hudson slid a hand down my spine to rest at the base of my tailbone. I wriggled against him, and he groaned. Lifting on tiptoes, I teased his deliciously firm lips with my tongue, then sank my teeth into his full bottom lip before soothing it with a gentle kiss. Hudson dipped his knees, evening our heights, and returned the kiss.
“You’re absolutely gorgeous, Eva.” Framing my face with his large, warm hands, Hudson stared into my eyes with the intensity of a man looking for a soul.
“You’re not bad yourself, Hudson.” I worked my hands under his T-shirt and up his back, running my fingers lightly along his vertebrae. Goose bumps followed my fingers back to his waistband. “Though I think I need to look at the big picture before I form an opinion.”
Hudson obligingly stepped back and yanked his shirt over his head. The muscles in his stomach shifted, flexing in a clearly defined six-pack. Golden brown hair dusted his pectorals and his stomach below his belly button, disappearing under the waistband of his jeans. I moistened my lips and savored the view.
“Your turn.”
I lowered the hand that had been reaching for him and smiled. I didn’t try to turn taking off my shirt into something sexy; my fingers were too clumsy. I tossed my top toward the sofa, then paused with my hands behind my back on my bra’s clasp. Hudson tracked me with dark, predatory eyes, and anticipation rushed hot from my bones to my skin.
“Here’s what I should have said,” I breathed against his lips. “I want to kiss you. I want to start at your mouth, and I want to see what your skin tastes like everywhere from your neck to your toes. I want to know what—”
Hudson wrapped his arms around me and pulled me up against him. My breasts flattened against his hard chest, and I swallowed a moan. I slid my fingers into his hair as his mouth settled over mine, hot and wet. We didn’t come up for air until my toes were curled.
I shifted in his embrace, enjoying the dual sensation of his hard body pressed against my nipples and the muscular cage of his arms. Hudson slid a hand down my spine to rest at the base of my tailbone. I wriggled against him, and he groaned. Lifting on tiptoes, I teased his deliciously firm lips with my tongue, then sank my teeth into his full bottom lip before soothing it with a gentle kiss. Hudson dipped his knees, evening our heights, and returned the kiss.
“You’re absolutely gorgeous, Eva.” Framing my face with his large, warm hands, Hudson stared into my eyes with the intensity of a man looking for a soul.
“You’re not bad yourself, Hudson.” I worked my hands under his T-shirt and up his back, running my fingers lightly along his vertebrae. Goose bumps followed my fingers back to his waistband. “Though I think I need to look at the big picture before I form an opinion.”
Hudson obligingly stepped back and yanked his shirt over his head. The muscles in his stomach shifted, flexing in a clearly defined six-pack. Golden brown hair dusted his pectorals and his stomach below his belly button, disappearing under the waistband of his jeans. I moistened my lips and savored the view.
“Your turn.”
I lowered the hand that had been reaching for him and smiled. I didn’t try to turn taking off my shirt into something sexy; my fingers were too clumsy. I tossed my top toward the sofa, then paused with my hands behind my back on my bra’s clasp. Hudson tracked me with dark, predatory eyes, and anticipation rushed hot from my bones to my skin.
About the Author:
Rebecca Chastain is the international bestselling fantasy author of A FISTFUL OF EVIL, A FISTFUL OF FIRE, and MAGIC OF THE GARGOYLES. She has found seven four-leaf clovers to date, won a purebred Arabian horse in a drawing, and once tamed a blackbird for a day. Dreaming up the absurd and writing stories designed to amuse and entertain has been her passion since she was eleven years old. She lives in northern California with her wonderful husband and two bossy cats. TINY GLITCHES is her latest novel. http://www.rebeccachastain.com
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