FYI: I do not yet have a release date for TRM. My publisher will be setting it, and as soon as I know, you will know.
Disclaimer: This is from the unedited version of the book, and is subject to change or removal before publication.
“I told you I’d catch you.”
I jump and scream, pressing a hand to my chest. Blake’s hands are hot on my arms even through the material of my sweater, and he laughs loudly as I let all the air whoosh from my lungs.
“You ass!” I breathe out, shoving his chest. “I can’t believe you just did that.”
“What? Scared you or caught you?” He grins, and his eyes hold a playful challenge.
“Both,” I reply, putting my hands on my hips and staring up at him.
His grin widens, a hint of a small, sassy boy sneaking through. “You shouldn’t try to run, Abbi.”
“And why’s that?”
He steps forward, his toes almost touching mine. I take in a deep breath, my eyes fixed to him as the contradictory sparks of serious and teasing flash through his green eyes and captivate me.“You can’t run from someone who really wants to catch you. That’s why.”