Blurb
What
I didn’t know was how close he would bring me to death.
And
that death would be a blessing.
Andrea
has always been able to tap into messages from somewhere beyond. When
she meets Ben, an unrelenting force draws them together. But it’s
going to take some convincing to help Ben realise their potential.
Ben never thought his friend’s little sister would be anything more
than a nuisance. He was wrong. She’d always been so much more. And
now, their bond could be severed and her pulse silenced forever.
*Recommended
for readers 18+ due to mature content. *
Excerpt
“You’ve
gone quiet. What’s wrong?”
I
flicked a glance at his nose, knowing that if I looked him in the eye
he might see something I wasn’t ready for him to see. Something I
was trying to understand for myself before I admitted it to anyone
else. I wouldn’t be admitting it to him, that was for sure.
“Hm?
What? No, nothing. I’m just hungry.” I hid my hands under the
table. Way to play it cool.
One
of Ben’s brows inched up
Tapping
a finger on the edge of my seat, I ignored the weight of his stare.
The silence was like a wedgie that I couldn’t get rid of.
I
cleared my throat and aimed for casual conversation. “So, are you a
league convert yet?”
He
scoffed. “Never. I was only helping out a friend.”
“If
you hate it so much, why’d you do it?”
“I
don’t hate it. I’m just loyal to my code.”
“Plenty
of players switch.” I picked my brain trying to remember the names
Dad had said at the game. “Like, you know, that guy, The King.
What’s his name?”
“Wally
Lewis?”
“Yeah,
him.” I think. He was the only player I could think of.
“Just
’cause The King switched doesn’t mean I have to.”
“Fair
enough.”
Ben
stood by his convictions. I liked that. My eyes drifted sideways in a
bid for some reprieve from his gaze. Two tables away, the boys were
slapping each other’s hands, doing some customised shake thing, and
laughing like loons.
“They’re
good mates.” Ben’s comment brought me right back to those crystal
blues.
“They
are.” I tilted my head. “Why are you friends with my brother?
Seriously?”
His
lips quirked. “Stewart’s all right.”
“He’s
different with his friends, I guess.”
He
hooked an arm behind his seat, twisting his chest towards me. “I
know he can be a dick sometimes. He has a weird way of getting
attention. He means well.”
The
fact that he was defending my brother endeared him to me even more.
“Do
you play any sport?” Ben scratched behind his ear like he was
uncomfortable talking about Stewart.
I
was happy to change the subject. “I dance.”
“You
dance?” His brows rose as he leaned back a little. “Like ballet?”
“God,
no. I’m not graceful enough for that. Hip-hop is my thang.”
“Your
thang?”
“Yeah.
Like this.” I jumped out of my seat and gave him a demo—legs
popping, arms locking, all while Nelly Furtado and Timbaland sang
about promiscuity in my head.
His
mouth dropped open and his eyes bugged out.
Am
I that bad? I slid back onto my seat, heat infusing my cheeks.
“You’re
good.”
Pulling
my shoulders back, I puffed out my chest. “Thank you.”
“No,
I really mean that.” He blinked, swallowing.
I
relaxed against the back of my chair. Sincerity. Another tick on the
list of his good characteristics. I was sure there had to be some
negatives.
I
already liked so many things about him. His commitment. His
discipline. His arse. But if I told him, I’d scare him away. He
wouldn’t get it. Not for another few years at least. I wasn’t
sure how I knew that either. I just did. The thing was, I didn’t
understand how or why it was going to take a few years. And that
worried me. What was about to go down that I’d have to wait so damn
long to have him by my side?
The
air grew so thick, my lungs had trouble dragging it in. I shuffled my
butt, fighting against the unbearable tug urging my eyes to connect
with his. “It was nice of you to help out the opposition, even
though they couldn’t find a uniform that fit you.”
He
placed his arms on the table, his elbow bumping mine. It was the
final yank in the tug-of-war. My gaze snapped to his crystal blue
stare.
A
hint of a smirk played on his lips. “It’s no biggie.”
Deliberately bumping my elbow again, he set his grin free.
He’s
laughing at me! My mouth popped open before clamping shut.
The
rest of our group approached through the glass, trays in hand. Their
arrival would mean the end of our conversation. Last chance to make
an impression. “Yeah, you’re right. Their team lost. You were no
help at all. I don’t know why Dad whinged that you’re not a
league player. Seriously, you sucked. Stick to what you know, Benji.”
Ben’s
grin dropped off his face, and his eyebrows jumped high as he barked
a laugh.
Like
idiots, we grinned at each other, and something more passed between
us. That thing that I couldn’t yet define, but saw behind the gaze
reflecting back my smiling face. It was so familiar. I’d seen it
before. I knew it.
Unbelievably,
his face aged ten years in ten seconds. Suddenly he was a man with
the beginnings of wrinkles fanning from his eyes. And I was ... huge.
I checked myself out. A wedding ring dug into my swollen finger. My
stomach was round and full. And moving. We were both naked. Naked!
My
gaze snapped back to his, finding his face in transition again. Light
reflected off his bright blue irises, splitting into a prism of
colour before swirling and blending into a muddy dark brown. A colour
that could swallow you whole if you let it.
“Emmeline.”
I saw his mouth move, but it wasn’t Ben. I was staring at a young
man with scruffy brown hair, sweat and dirt smeared on his neck.
“Emmeline,” he pleaded.
Who
was Emmeline? Who was he?
About
the Author
Author
of smart, sexy characters, J.M. Adele loves to flit between the dark
and light sides of romance. Somewhere along the way an almost
constant procession of imaginary characters settled into her thoughts
and she picked up a pen to share their stories.
She
lives in Queensland with her three greatest loves, her children. When
she’s not writing or being a mum, you might find her hiking up a
mountain, singing in the car when nobody is looking, or curled up
with a good book.
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