Just a Phase
M.J. Marstens
(Not Another Teen Wolf, #1)
Publication date: August 31st 2021
Genres: New Adult, Paranormal, Romance
Bullshit is spelled Youre a werewolf.
First, my parents tell me Im going to be checking into the Red Roof Inn” every month, and now, they tell me Im a werewolf?!
Add to that I need to pick a mate and enter into some wolfy marriage—NOPE.
Not.
Going.
To.
Happen.
They cant make me.
Everyone thinks this is just a phase but nineteen is the new two—and Im going to show them how terrible I can be.
Buckle up, bitches, its going to be a bumpy ride.
—
EXCERPT:
Ill tell you in exchange for something,” I bargain.
Rue squints at me warily.
What?”
Ill tell you where were going and what were doing, if you give me a kiss.”
I hear Rues heartbeat speed up at these words. She might say she wants the omega as her mate, but her body is finely tuned to mine. Her tongue darts out to wet her lips, and I nearly groan at the sight. Her eyes are heavy-lidded, and shes sending out all the right signals. She just needs to turn off her brain. I see her body war with her mind, and I know the moment her flesh wins. Her lithe frame becomes soft, and she leans in towards me.
One kiss—thats all.”
One kiss,” I promise, leaning over.
Well, not now!” Rue shrieks. Youre driving!”
I chuckle at her outrage.
Okay, when we get there, then.”
Exactly thirty seconds later, I stop the car.
What are you doing?” she demands.
Were here—and I want my kiss.”
Whoa, whoa, whoa! Backup, buddy! Youre not getting that smooch for free. You tell me where we are right now.”
Rue peers out her window into the night. She hasnt admitted it, but I know she cant see anything. I wish she would tell me more about why shes not like a normal wolf, but trust will come with time. If I want her to confide in me, I need to respect Rues boundaries.
Were at my grandmas house,” I finally confess, making her gasp.
Your grandmas house?!”
I told you I was going to feed you homemade tortillas and margaritas. What better place than at my grandmas where you can meet my family, too.”
But—but—but—” she splutters, we couldve done this back at the mansion!”
Nah. I only make tortillas and margaritas at my abuelas. Do you not want to meet them?”
Its not that—its just this is like tenth date shit, ya know?”
Im working with only three and a half days, so Im speeding things up,” I remind with a wink.
Rue snorts.
Id say. Well, dont think you can just skip all the bases and go to home plate, mister!” she admonishes severely.
I know thats a sports analogy, but I dont get it,” I admit.
Rues tinkling laugh dances around us, and I can sense her irritation at my date plan fading away.
Not a human saying you know, huh? It means that first base is kissing, second base is er, feeling one another up… third base is—shit. You know what? I dont even know what the bases really are anymore except for first and home. Everyone changes them, but first is always kissing and home plate is when you finally bump uglies. You know—”
Yes, I know,” I cut in. Humans make sports analogies for sex?”
Yep.”
Strange. If I promise not to shoot it in your hoop before you dribble my balls, can we just try a kiss?”
Rue clutches her stomach as she bends, giggling hysterically.
Thats not a saying!” she wheezes.
Well, how am I supposed to know which sports analogies work and dont work?”
I get out of the car and walk over to her side. Smoothly, I open her door and pull her out to me.
Now, about that kiss.”
Author Bio:
Bestselling author M.J. Marstens mixes romance, suspense, comedy, and sassy characters who can say whatever they are thinking because it is just a story. When she is not creating steamy scenes or laugh-out-loud fiascos, she is refereeing her three children that she homeschools. In her free time, she loves to eat, sleep, and pray that her children do not turn out like the characters she writes about in her books. To read more about MJ, please visit her Facebook page at https://www.facebook.com/M.J.Marstens/.
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