Promo & Giveaway: Make it Last by Megan Erickson
Title: Make it Last
Author: Megan Erickson
Series: Bowler University #3
Genre: New Adult, Contemporary Romance
Publication: January 6th, 2014 by William Morrow Impulse
After graduating from Bowler University, the last place Cam Ruiz ever expected to find himself is his hometown. A bad job as a bouncer and worry over his mom’s health make living in Paradise anything but. There’s only one thing that can make his return any harder—running into the only girl he’s ever loved.
Tate Ellison made a mistake when she was eighteen, one that cost her the best thing she’s ever had. She’s always hoped the regret of losing Cam would fade over time. Too bad it’s only grown. She took comfort in the fact she’d never have to face him again, so his presence in Paradise throws her for a loop.
The pull between them is instant and when the truth of what happened years ago tumbles out, they share a mind-blowing kiss...which leads to more. But the past has a way of repeating itself. When all the cards are on the table, Cam and Tate must decide what they are willing to do to make it last.
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Cam turned and spotted her legs
first. One foot bent at the knee and braced on the brick wall, the
other flat on the ground. Her head was bent, a curtain of hair
blocking her face. But he knew those legs. He knew those hands. And
he knew that hair, a light brown that held just a glint of strawberry
in the sun. He knew by the end of August it’d be lighter and redder
and she’d laugh about that time she put lemon juice in it. It’d
backfired and turned her hair orange.
The
light flickered again but it was something weird and artificial, not
like the menthols she had smoked. Back when he knew her.
As
she lowered her hand down to her side, he caught sight of the small
white cylinder. It was an electronic cigarette. She’d quit.
She
raised her head then, like she knew someone watched her, and he
wanted to keep walking, avoid this awkward moment. Avoid those eyes
he didn’t think he’d ever see again and never thought he’d
wanted to see again. But now that his eyes locked on her hazel
eyes—the ones he knew began as green on the outside of her iris and
darkened to brown by the time they met her pupil—he couldn’t look
away. His boots wouldn’t move.
The
small cigarette fell to the ground with a soft click and she
straightened, both her feet on the ground.
And
that was when he noticed the wedge shoes. And the black apron. What
was she doing here?
“Camilo.”
Other
than his mom, she was the only one who used his full name. He’d
heard her say it while laughing. He’d her moan it while he was
inside her. He’d heard her sigh it with an eye roll when he made a
bad joke. But he’d never heard it the way she said it now, with a
little bit of fear and anxiety and … longing? He took a deep breath
to steady his voice. “Tatum.”
He
hadn’t spoken her name since that night Trevor called him and told
him what she did. The night the future that he’d set out for
himself and for her completely changed course.
She’d
lost some weight in the four years since he’d last seen her. He’d
always loved her curves. She had it all—thighs, ass and tits in
abundance. Naked, she was a fucking vision.
Damn
it, he wasn’t going there.
But
now her face looked thinner, her clothes hung a little loose and he
didn’t like this look as much. Not that she probably gave a fuck
about his opinion anymore.
She
still had her gorgeous hair, pinned up halfway with a bump in front,
and a smattering of freckles across the bridge of her nose and on her
cheekbones. And she still wore her makeup exactly the same—thickly
mascaraed eyelashes, heavy eyeliner that stretched to a point on the
outside of her eyes, like a modern-day Audrey Hepburn.
She
was still beautiful. And she still took his breath away.
And
his heart felt like it was breaking all over again.
And
he hated her even more for that.
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About Megan
She’s got a couple of tattoos, has a thing for gladiators and has been called a crazy cat lady. After working as a journalist for years, she decided she liked creating her own endings better and switched back to fiction.
She lives in Pennsylvania with her husband, two kids and two cats. And no, she still can’t reach the stupid top shelf.
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