Keep Me Waiting by Angela Addams
Publish Date: February 10, 2020
Publisher: Entangled Embrace
Synopsis: All I’ve ever tried to do is keep the people in my life safe. That’s gotten me into hot water more times than I can count. Hell, the last time got me four years behind bars.
So when my favorite barista tells her mom that I’m her boyfriend to stop the woman’s endless criticism, I can’t stop myself from helping her out. But she’s too innocent and I’m too damaged for this to ever be the real deal.
I can’t allow myself to touch her, not when making her mine will drag her into my world and drown her in my messed up life. What I really need to do is stay away.
Except every touch and every accidental kiss breaks my control. I want her.
Then I find out her dad is the detective who put me away...and he’s trying to take down my family.
I don’t blame him. The secrets I’m keeping are big enough to destroy everything.
Meet Angela,
Angela Addams is an author of many naughty things. She believes that the written word is an amazing tool for crafting the most erotic of scenarios and likes telling stories about normal people getting down and dirty and falling in love. Enthralled by the paranormal at an early age, Angela also spends a lot of her time thinking up new story ideas that involve supernatural creatures in everyday situations.
She is an avid tattoo collector, a total book hoarder, and loves anything covered in chocolate…except for bugs.
She lives in Ontario, Canada in an old, creaky house, with her husband, children and four moody cats.
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Excerpt:
“Maggie, can you help the next customer, please? I need to
get some more napkins from the back.” She doesn’t wait for me to respond. She
just leaves.
I look over at Liam. He’s watching her walk away. Her ass
sways naturally, like she was born knowing how to pull all eyes in her
direction.
Thanks, Stella. She knows I’ve been fantasizing about
Liam for months, lusting over his muscles, his face, that chiseled jaw,
thinking about running my fingers over that stubble that’s sometimes there.
Pressing against those pouty lips he has or licking along the scar on his
cheek.
My face gets hotter if that’s possible. I keep my eyes down.
“No problem,” I mumble. I wipe my hands on the towel and move to the cash. “Is
today a butterscotch day?”
“Excuse me?” His voice is so gruff, like he’s gargled in
liquid sex.
I snap my eyes up, suddenly panicked. Maybe he doesn’t get a
shot some days. Am I remembering it wrong? “I thought you liked your coffee
black with a shot of butterscotch every once in a while.”
“Oh, sure, I do.” He offers a smile. It’s not a big one,
just a slight turn of his lips, but it’s there. “That’d be great, thanks.”
I try to smile back nonchalantly, but I can’t control what
my mouth is doing. I go all crazy smile on him, like flash my teeth and set my
burning red cheeks on full display. My eyes are probably sparklingly with
unconfined lust.
His eyes flick to my chest, where I can feel my nipples
harden. Wearing a cotton bra might be comfortable, but it does nothing to disguise
the twins from jutting at the slightest breeze—or penetrating gaze.
“And your muffins look great today.”
“Um...huh?” I choke on the words, sputtering a little as I
do. “My-y-y muff—”
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