Confident and boldly spoken, Cameron Green has always been the guy bad girls can’t get enough of and all the good girls want to tame. He’s lived a lavish lifestyle filled with drugs, women, and alcohol up until his destructive path finally caught up with him. Now Cameron isn’t sure what to do with himself or how to dampen the longing for something more festering inside of him since coming out of his drug-induced haze. But when he meets a doe-eyed girl who gets past his walls like no other, everything about him clicks into place.
Together the two learn there are emotions that hold within them all the power to control you…
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I narrowed my eyes at him and smiled. “Show-off. I thought you were supposed to show me how to use my core.”
“I am. Grab your ball.” He leaned against the computer and smirked at me.
Rubbing my hands down my pant legs, I retrieved my ball and started to the lane. Cameron followed behind me, causing an uncomfortable dry sensation to build in the back of my throat. I tucked my elbows in at my sides, placed my feet together, and held my ball with both hands.
“The trick is in the arm flow. You can’t hesitate in your motion. Some people do so without realizing, because they are worried they might smack the ball into the back of their knee.” One of his hands gripped my left hip while the other touched my elbow. I licked at my bottom lip, fighting the moan that had built at the base of my throat from his nearness. “Then you need to focus on your step. When you lunge forward, you also need to bend your knees. Follow this motion.” He moved my arm back and pressed on my hip so that I would dip at the right time.
“Like that?” My voice was soft as my nerve endings continued to short out and tingle.
“Exactly.” His warm breath grazed against my ear, and I prayed he’d press his lips there for a moment, maybe even take a little nibble. “Now you try it alone.”
I felt it the second he stepped away from me, taking all of his warmth and sexy guy-smell with him. Doing as Cameron had instructed, I launched the ball down the center of the lane and managed to wipe out nearly half of the pins.
“Not a strike, but still pretty good if I do say so myself.” I smiled and turned back around to wait for my ball.
“Oh yes.” His voice was low when he spoke, as though we were talking about two separate things.
My cheeks warmed, and I watched the machine as it spit out my ball. Hurrying, I lined up my body like the previous time and watched as the ball spiraled down the lane, taking down three more pins.
“You’re a really good teacher,” I said as I walked back toward my seat, grinning from ear to ear.
An impish grin twisted his lips as he walked past me, brushing his body against mine, to retrieve his ball. “Just imagine all theother things I could teach you.”
About the author
Jennifer Snyder lives in North Carolina were she spends most of her time writing New Adult and Young Adult Fiction, reading, and struggling to stay on top of housework. She is a tea lover with an obsession for Post-it notes and smooth writing pens. Jennifer lives with her husband and two children, who endure listening to songs that spur inspiration on repeat and tolerate her love for all paranormal, teenage-targeted TV shows.GIVEAWAY
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