#TeaserTuesday

Here’s the first teaser for Levi’s book: Left Behind – Finding My Forever Book 3

Levi’s love interest was in Book 2, though I won’t tell you how much or how little. But, I might be persuaded to give you clues next week. So, I think you will know who it is before I release Book 3 ;)

(Unedited and subject to change)

“Please. Stop. Talking,” he ground out angrily.

“Why? You afraid if you have an actual conversation with me that you might actually like me?” I asked.

He stopped walking and faced me, “Just shut the hell up!”

“Make me,” I challenged with narrowed eyes.

“Maybe I will,” he yelled. I could practically see the anger burning red-hot on his skin and climbing up his neck.

“Oh yeah? How the fuck do you think you’re gonna do that?!” I shouted back.

He growled angrily and before I had time to react, he had ahold of my shoulders and his mouth was crashing into mine with so much force that I stumbled backwards, but he steadied me with his strong hands, not allowing me to fall. When I gasped in surprise, he forced his tongue into my mouth and I hungrily met it with my own. I fisted his shirt in my hands between us and moaned. Low and loud.

That sound seemed to snap him out of it because he broke the kiss, jerking his head back, and stared at me with a shock ridden look on his stupid, handsome face. He seemed just as surprised by the kiss as I felt. He just stared at me for a moment, his hands still gripping my shoulders.

Of course I couldn’t keep my mouth shut, “Well, that’s one way to go about it.”

He growled—or maybe groaned—and released me, then turned on his heel and walked away.

I shouted after him, “Next time, maybe lead with that!”

He flipped me the bird over his head as he walked out the door.

I ran a hand over my face before turning to head back up to my room, but was stopped by the sound of Miranda’s voice, “That was really hot.”

I rolled my eyes at her and spat out, “Yeah, whatever.” Then I walked right past her before she could start questioning me and—god, no—asking me about my feelings—again. I shuddered at the thought as I climbed into the elevator.

(Copyright © Michele Notaro 2017)