Playing For Keeps by Emma Hart
Synopsis
From
New York Times and USA Today bestselling author, Emma Hart,
comes the second book in The Game series, and the story everyone wanted after
The Love Game…
She's
in love with him.
He's trying not to love her.
One night changes everything.
He's trying not to love her.
One night changes everything.
Aston
Banks never meant to get close to Megan Harper – not even for that one night.
Haunted by a childhood he refuses to face, he knew she could break through
every wall he’d ever built and tear them down without even realising she was
doing it.
Betraying
Braden by starting a relationship with Aston wasn’t on Megan’s to-do list, but
the second she sees a glimpse of someone other than the arrogant ass she’s come
to know, she can’t walk away.
Aston’s
childhood is worse than Megan ever guessed, but as he tries and fails to push
her away, it’s clear her love is stronger than the demons that cling to him
every day. And now, because of it, he finally has to deal with what he’s buried
deep down.
What
he doesn’t want to face. What he’s fought against for so long.
And
they have to do it all without Braden finding out.
Keeping
a relationship secret has never been harder.
**This
book can be read as a standalone novel, but reading The Love Game (The Game,
#1) beforehand is advised.)
Excerpt
“If you’re trying
to hide, babe, then you’re failing. I can see you.” Aston’s words crawl over me
in a smooth caress, making my throat dry up and my blood boil simultaneously.
“Why would I be
hiding?” I sit up and look forward, determined not to meet his eyes.
He shrugs a
shoulder carelessly, twirling a pen between his fingers. I catch his every
movement from the corner of my eye. His eyes are burning into the side of my
head - they’re begging me to turn, begging me to look.
“Because you want
me so badly you can’t bear to see me,” he says in a dramatic tone with a touch
of arrogance.
My back
straightens. “Clearly someone has been feeding your ego again,” I reply dryly.
“Because I don’t remember ever telling you I want you.”
His bicep brushes
mine as he leans forward. “Is that so?” he asks, his voice low and barely
perceptible.
I fight the urge
to drop my eyes to the desk. “Damn right it is.”
A fingertip
trails down the back of my arm, the tingling feeling making me fight against a
shiver.
“I think you’re
wrong,” he whispers. “Because I’m pretty sure you said you wanted me on
Saturday night – right before you dug those nails of yours into my back and
wrapped your pretty little legs around my waist.”
My head snaps
round to him, and our faces are inches apart. His lips are curled in a slightly
smug smile, and I hate the fact that’s where my eyes fell first. I drag them
away from his mouth and across the sharp planes of his face until they meet his
smoky eyes.
I remember why I
didn’t want to look at him. His eyes have the power to entrance me and to break
me. Right now it’s the former – the silvery hint at the edge of his iris
pulling me in and holding me captive. I remember why, from the first touch of
his lips against mine on Saturday night, nothing could have stopped us
happening.
About the Author
She likes to write about magic, kisses and whatever else she can fit into the story. Sarcastic, witty characters are a must. As are hot guys.
Emma is currently working too many books to even count -
including Playing for Keeps, the companion book to New York Times and USA Today
bestselling novel, The Love Game. She likes to be busy - unless busy involves
doing the dishes, but that seems to when all the ideas come to life.
Find Emma online at:
Blog: http://www.emmahart93.blogspot.com/
Facebook: www.facebook.com/YAAuthorEmmaHart
Twitter: @EmmaHartAuthor
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