I’d promised you the cover reveal for Destined for Genius, but unfortunately, the cover isn’t ready yet. Bummer. But I have BIG news:
The release date has been moved up to July 27! That means my next trashy romance will be in your hot little hands in less than two months. Are you excited? I am!
Here’s a trashy tease for you.
“You’ve never fucked a stranger just for fun?”
“Fucking is always fun.” The small smile blossomed under his declaration, so he pulled her arms free and draped them around his waist. “There was this one girl in college, at a frat party—”
“They have fraternities for geeks?” She clamped her mouth shut as soon as the words spilled out.
He dragged the pad of his thumb over her lips, and they immediately softened. Kurt made a note to thank JT for teaching him that trick. “I had to maintain a three point seven five GPA to be a member.”
She slid her hands into his back pockets again. “And you had…?”
Access granted. “Three point nine seven.” He rested his hands on her shoulders and slipped his fingers under her short sleeves, caressing her warm skin.
“Ooo… Genius.” She squeezed his butt.
Kurt winced. “Don’t call me that.” Hearing her say the nickname his friend had given him conjured images he’d rather not face at the moment.
She raised an eyebrow, but didn’t argue. “Okay. What about the girl?”
“Huh?” The only girl he wanted was currently tugging his zipper and creating havoc with his memory. “Oh her.” The previous data came back to him. “We got a little drunk and had sex in the hot tub, right in the middle of the party. No one knew.”
“I’m sure everyone knew.” She finally managed to slide his zipper down, dragging her fingers along his erection as she did it.
Fireworks exploded in his pants, but Kurt couldn’t let her do all the touching. He dragged his hand down her back and snuck it under her shirt. She’d put it on without caging those cute bare tits in a bra. Maybe he could steal another squeeze. “Yeah, you’re probably right. I never got her name. Never saw her again.”
“Why can’t I be like her?” She rested her butt against the wall, effectively pulling away from him.
His hand froze, but when she arched her back, he realized she was giving him more room to move, not trying to stop him. “Well, for one thing, you’re much prettier.” He reached up and cupped her bare breast.
She pressed into his palm. “Really?”
“Oh yeah, all these wild curls,” he slid his other hand into her hair, “so soft. Your deep brown eyes, soft brown skin. Wow, you’re cozier than my favorite pillow.”
She looked at him like he’d said Han Solo shot Greedo in self-defense, but then the skepticism faded and she smiled.
“And your smile could power the Death Star’s shield generator.” Rein it in, dork. He dragged his thumb over her nipple.
“That’s a compliment, right?”
She reached down between his legs. “So is this.”
Han shot first.
It’s a little bit dorky too, but that’s why I love this book so much.
Destined for Genius coming July 27! The cover coming soon.
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