Title: The Exception
Author: Adriana Locke
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Day: September 18th
2014
Synopsis:
They
say there is an exception to every rule...
Jada
Stanley is starting over, refusing to repeat her past mistakes.
Everything is
going great until she meets Cane Alexander. He is gorgeous, cocky, and
everything she needs to avoid.
Cane
lives within a set of carefully constructed guidelines to ensure his life
remains uncomplicated. When he sets his eyes on Jada, all of his rules are
called into question.
As
their worlds become intertwined, they find it impossible to stay away from each
other.
Will they be able to maintain the rules they've created to protect their
hearts? Or will they make an exception?
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Excerpt
Cane
shook his head, apparently to rid himself of whatever he was thinking. His
eyebrows raised, he turned towards me. “So you will have lunch with him and not
me? What am I missing here?”
“It’s
business. Pretty simple, I think.” I peered out the door, watching Simon’s
black Avalanche pull out of the parking lot.
“I
can pretend it’s about business, if that’s what you want.”
“Cane,”
I warned, turning my head to look at him.
“Lunch
with him will not be about business. When I walked in here, that was not about
business.”
“Whether
it was or it wasn’t is no business of yours.”
Cane
blew out a breath, his forehead marred in frustration. “Do you know Simon
Powers? Have you dealt with him before?”
“No,
I just met him today. Why?”
He
looked relieved. “It doesn’t matter. Look, if he needs to see this property
again, I want you to call me first, okay?”
“All
right. I won’t bring him here without calling you first.”
“I’m
going to give you my phone number. If he wants to see this property or becomes
a pain in your ass, I want you to call me. Don’t put up with any shit from him
and don’t bring him here unless you actually speak to me. Do you understand?”
“You’re
making me nervous. What’s going on?”
“There’s
nothing to be nervous about,” he said calmly, trying to dissipate the mood he
just created. “I just don’t like that guy. I don’t trust him.”
“Whatever
you say.”
“I
like it when you just do what I say.” His eyes darkened.
“Noted.
I have to go, Cane.”
“What’s
your phone number?” He placed his hand on the small of my back. I stilled at his
touch. A jolt of energy darted through my body, landing at the apex of my
thighs. I closed my eyes and just felt for a minute.
“You
can get my number from Max,” I said breathily, throwing his words from the
night at the restaurant back at him.
Cane
spun me around quickly, my back pressed against the wall. He leaned in, his
face almost touching mine. I willed myself not to moan, to not give him any
inclination that my willpower was melting away.
“Oh,
Jada,” he whispered, the warmth of his breath only adding to the riot inside
me. “Why do you fight this so hard?”
“Cane
…” I tried to formulate a response but words were not accessible.
He
smirked, knowing what he was doing to me. “Yes?”
“I
… I need to go.”
“You
need to. But do you want to?” He searched my eyes with his own. “I know what
you want and what you need, baby. Why won’t you trust me?”
My
eyes widened, my pulse pounding. He was so close and I wanted more than
anything to reach out and pull him up against me.
But
I can’t.
He
smiled before leaning in, his lips grazing my ear as he whispered, “Why do you
fight this? Just give me one night to get you out of my system.”
I
turned my head to respond, to explain that was exactly what he wasn’t getting,
and our eyes locked. The air between us, so hot and rife with energy, boiled
over.
He
captured my lips with his own, tentatively at first. I resisted for a split
second before succumbing to his charge. His lips moved over mine, a soft
juxtaposition to his hard exterior. The heat of the exchange, of him finally
touching me, melted me from the inside out.
I
opened my mouth, giving him entry, and he took it without hesitation. He
explored my mouth with his own lazily, the softness of his tongue making my
knees buckle.
I
tried to focus, tried to commit everything to memory, because it would only
happen once. That would be the first and last time I allowed my defenses to be
obliterated by Cane Alexander.
The
sound of blood roaring past my ears and the feel of his body, hot and hard
against me, made it impossible to concentrate on anything for long. I
hesitantly placed my hands on his back, feeling his muscles ripple beneath
them.
The
sensations were overwhelming and I was on the cusp of bursting at the seams.
Cane
pulled back slowly and kissed me lightly on the lips, before retreating far
enough away to look into my eyes. There were a hundred emotions playing across
his gorgeous face, his eyes a dozen colors of blue.
I
looked away, trying to catch my breath. I wasn’t able to figure out my own
emotions—I had no business trying to figure out his.
“One
night.” He lifted my chin so that my eyes met his. His tongue flicked across
his lips.
He
only wants one night …
My
wits were scattered across the room and I gathered as many of them as I could
before responding, “I need to go.”
A
look flashed across his face that I couldn’t read. He raised his eyebrows.
“That’s all you’re going to say?”
“I
don’t know what else you want me to say.” I sidestepped him and made my way to
the door. I looked over my shoulder one last time and he changed before my
eyes.
The
confused, vulnerable look gave way to an impassive, cool veneer. He sat his
hands on top of his head and turned away, heading towards the office.
Seeing
everything I needed to see, more than enough to convince myself I was doing the
right thing, I pushed through the door and didn’t look back.
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About the Author:
About the Author:
Adriana
Locke lives and breathes books. After years of slightly obsessive relationships
with the flawed bad boys created by other authors, Adriana has created her own.
The Exception is Adriana’s debut novel and will be released on September 18th.
Adriana
lives in the Midwest with her family. She spends a large amount of time playing
with her kids, drinking coffee, and cooking. Her favorite things include
sunshine, candy, and random quotes. Please contact Adriana at
www.adrianalocke.com. She loves to hear from readers.
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