Girl Breaker by Harper Kincaid….Excerpt & Book Spotlight

He barreled through his house, to his bedroom. Then he tossed me on the bed, where I bounced a couple of times before he took it upon himself to settle right on top. He took my keys out of my hands, throwing them across the room, and then laced his fingers through mine, pinning them over my head before I even had a chance to register what was happening. When I did, I knew I was in trouble. Not because he’d hurt me. I knew that if I really wanted him gone, he’d be off. But that was the problem. He felt good; his weight, the pressure, it quieted my nervous energy.

“Max,” I said, barely above a whisper. “I am sorry I let my sister get between us, but I’m still upset with you.”

The minute the words left my mouth, the sparkle in his eyes died, along with his shit-eating grin.

“Baby, I came home as soon as I got your message.”

“What? Where did you two go?”

“I had to deliver a bike out of town. Piper’s been staying at my folks’ place. They’ve been taking her to school.”

I blinked a couple of times, taking in what he said.

“Although I’ll admit,” he continued, “I stayed gone a couple days longer than necessary, ’cause I needed the time away. That changed as soon as I heard what you said.”

My brows knitted together. “But you ignored me this morning.”

A ghost of a smirk came up. “You were with your girl. I gave you a nod. Thought you understood that meant we’d talk later.”

“How was I supposed to know that!” I got all flustered, which only made him bust out laughing on top of me. “Don’t laugh! I was really upset!”

“Yeah, you were all broken up, going out with another guy.”

“I was trying to get over you.”

He cocked an eyebrow. “How’s that working out for you?”

“Terrible.” I pouted. “You’re not an easy man to forget.”

“I’m not an easy man, period—” he gave both my hands above my head a squeeze, “—and you’ve got a sweetness to you…it’s not being naïve, like your sister said.” He rested his forehead against mine and closed his eyes. It seemed he was struggling to find the right words. He lifted his head to meet my gaze. “I did absolutely nothing to deserve a woman like you, but I promise, from this moment on, I’m going to be the man to protect every fuckin’ perfect thing you are.”

He thrust his hands deep into my hair and I laid my hands on his chest, watching as it rose and fell like he was out of breath. And his eyes…I have never seen a gaze so intense, with a fierceness bordering on madness. It both thrilled and scared me.

“You have no idea the demons I’ve been wrestling with since the day I met you.” His voice was rough, on edge, and I knew he was barely holding on. “Not because I think I’m going to hurt you, but because it makes me physically sick to think the work I do with the Order could make you a target. So I tried to stay away. I tried losing myself in any woman who even hinted at something that reminded me of you, hoping I could get lost in her for a night to dull the pain.”

I closed my eyes because the idea of him with anyone but me was hard to take. “Did it work?” I asked.

“Open your eyes for me, baby,” he gently ordered. I caught a slight glint of humor in his gaze. “Not even a little bit.”

I let out a breath I didn’t even know I was holding onto. And he gifted me with a smile that warmed me all over.

“No one is you, Jessica. No one even comes close.”

“Really?”

“Definitely.”