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Only 10 Days…

on May 23, 2015May 23, 2015 By Samantha Young

Until MOONLIGHT ON NIGHTINGALE WAY…

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😉TEASER TUESDAY😉 We’d graduated from the living room floor to my bed. I’d changed into a tank top and fresh underwear while Killian cleaned up in the bathroom. When he came out, his eyes drank in the sight of me sitting on the bed waiting for him. He lingered on my bare legs and then shucked off his shoes. The T-shirt followed, and I got all warm and tingly again as he removed his jeans. I’d felt his lean muscle while holding on to him for dear life as he moved inside me, but seeing it made my girly bits very happy. Although broad-shouldered, he wasn’t bulky muscle. I knew that. But I hadn’t anticipated how defined his physique would be. That six-pack. Dear God, I might swoon. That came from more than swimming. The man had to work out every day to look like that. “Enjoying the view?” Killian asked, smirking as he clambered over me and onto the other side of the bed. He laid back on my pillows, one arm stretched above his head, and watched me. It was weird how comfortable this was. I stretched out beside him. “I am. I’m also waiting for you to start freaking out. What happened to that tight control of yours?” That’s when he said, “Blame it on the dress.” “Seriously? It was the dress?” “It was the dress.” He nodded, completely unabashed. I wrinkled my nose. “God, even smart men can be so easily undone by a dress.” He studied me, suddenly serious. “Only if it’s on the right woman.” —AS DUST DANCES Out August 7th 2018 Preorder Links (Preorder price $3.99 - will increase to $4.99 upon release): LINK IN BIO. amazon - https://amzn.to/2Iqb1EY ibooks - https://apple.co/2MTjB2u Kobo - http://bit.ly/2tsC9yG BN - http://bit.ly/2to0HZB amazn UK - https://amzn.to/2lvOP3l iBooks UK - https://apple.co/2lAbk7g Today marks four weeks since I cut chocolate from my diet. Four weeks of no chocolate! I'm a bit of a sugar addict so I just wanted to see if I could do it and I'm really surprised I did. I cut down on a lot of sugar and have taken my carb intake right down too. It was a really shitty first week but got through it and four weeks later I'm a stone lighter (14 pounds) and my skin is so much better. I just feel better in general. I've still got quite a way to go to get my BMI down into the healthy category but I'm determined. And just so chuffed I had the willpower to stay away from chocolate for 4 weeks! 😂 If you've read The Fragile Ordinary here's a visual for you. This is the esplanade in Portobello where Comet lives. The lighter coloured building is where the party takes place early on the book and the building directly across from it is The Espy. 😊 Have you read Comet and Tobias's story yet?

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