Welcome to an all new #MostWantedMonday as we countdown to the January 7 release of Wanted by J. Kenner, book one in the Most Wanted series of erotic romances that wilI be followed by Heated in May and Ignited in September!
(Some of you may have noticed that book two has had a title change; I love Heated and think it fits the series & book much better than the original title!)
And speaking of Heated, the cover reveal is coming up! Mark your calendars for an exclusive reveal with RT Bookclub on September 9 — and then the cover goes wide on September 12. (And yeah, the cover is all kinds of awesome!)
Here’s today’s snippet (and as always, remember that anything’s subject to change until the book goes to press)! Enjoy!
For the first time all day, I craved my uncle’s presence beside me. I’d been doing so good—missing him, yes, but not crossing the line into self pity. I’d been surviving, and the fact that I was coping had made me proud.
I wasn’t coping anymore. Without warning, I’d become itchy and antsy and all sorts of fucked up. I wanted to step out of the triangle, but I couldn’t seem to move. Everything seemed weird and unfamiliar, and I wasn’t sure if it was grief or me or something unseen that had settled between us.
All I knew is that Uncle Jahn had always been my way in. He’d always understood me. He’d always been there to rescue me.
But he wasn’t there right then—and to my total mortification, the tears began to flow.
“Angie,” Evan murmured. “Oh, baby, it’s okay.”
I have no idea how it happened, but suddenly my face was pressed to his chest and he was holding me and his hand was stroking my back and his voice was soothing me, telling me that I should let it out. That it would be okay. That I would be okay.
I clung to him, soaking up the solace that he was offering. His body was hard and firm and strong, and I didn’t want to let go. I wanted to draw in his strength, and claim it as my very own.
But then my nose started to run, and I pulled back, afraid of mucking up the his gazillion dollar tux. “Thanks,” I said, or at least I tried to. I don’t think the word actually left my mouth, because when I looked up at him, it wasn’t friendly concern that I saw. No, it was heat. It was desire.
And it was wild enough to burn a hole right through me.
I gasped, and the sound seemed to flip a switch in him. Then—as quickly as it appeared—that fire was gone, and I was left feeling cold and bereft and desperately confused.
“She needs you,” Evan said, passing me off to Kevin, who took me into his arms even as a shadow crossed his face.
“Aren’t you supposed to go say something to the crowd?” Cole asked, his voice reminding me that he and Tyler were standing just inches away, their penetrating eyes taking in everything.
“I am,” Evan said, his expression now bland and his tone businesslike, as if that could erase those last few seconds. But it was too late, and everything had changed. I’d seen it. Seen? Hell, what I’d seen in his face had just about knocked me over.
But he was walking away from me now, and as I watched him go—as I stood there clinging tight to Kevin’s hand—I knew that if I wanted him, I was going to have to go after him.
Because where Evan Black and I were concerned, he would always walk away.
And in a moment of sudden clarity, I goddamn knew the reason why.
Want more Wanted? You can pre-order right now!
And pre-order buttons for Heated: A Most Wanted Novel are starting to pop up!
More retailers coming soon!
Did you miss the New York Times and USA Today bestselling Stark Trilogy? Click here to learn all about it! And for Stark fans, a Stark novella is coming! Take Me will be available December 3, and you’ll even get to meet Evan Black in the story! (No pre-order button yet, but I’ll shout out when it’s up!)
And, in honor of Take Me, I’ll be starting #StarkOnSaturday again soon, too!
That’s all for now!