Road Tripping
by Noelle Adams
Publication Date: July 7, 2014
Synopsis:
Ethan was Ashley’s secret crush, until he became an asshole.
Asshole is too good a word for him. It’s bad enough that he stopped talking to her brother, who was his best friend since preschool. It’s even worse that he went wild and got involved with criminal types. But the worst thing of all is the way he trapped her on this ridiculous road trip.
That’s what it is. Ridiculous. It just isn’t normal for a girl to get dragged from Virginia to South Dakota in a stolen car with just $1000 in cash. With Ethan Moore, who is way too hot and way too infuriating to be tolerated. But she’s stuck with him on a trip that is taking way longer than it should, sharing cheap hotel rooms, destroying cars, and eluding bad guys.
Yep. There are bad guys chasing them. Even worse guys than Ethan, and that’s saying a lot.
Plus, she’s having trouble keeping her hands off Ethan. In fact, she’s falling for him hard—when she isn’t wanting to wring his neck.
So, for two crazy weeks, her pride, her heart, and her life are all threatened. Ashley isn’t sure which she’ll lose first.
About the Author:
Noelle handwrote her first romance novel in a spiral-bound notebook when she was twelve, and she hasn’t stopped writing since. She has lived in eight different states and currently resides in Virginia, where she teaches English, reads any book she can get her hands on, and offers tribute to a very spoiled cocker spaniel.
She loves travel, art, history, and ice cream. After spending far too many years of her life in graduate school, she has decided to reorient her priorities and focus on writing contemporary romances.
Excerpt
They finally made it up to their room—a good sized chamber
with a private bathroom, decorated in what was commonly referred to as
“country-style.”
Ashley and Ethan looked at each other. Then looked at the
double bed.
Well, Ashley decided she was going to be cool and nonchalant
about the whole thing. Act like she slept with men all the time.
Which she absolutely, positively did not.
“I’ll get ready for bed first, if you don’t mind,” she said
lightly, picking up the ivory nylon nightgown Elaine had left for her. It had
thick straps edged with lace, and a satin ribbon to pull it in under the
breasts.
“Go ahead,” Ethan told her distractedly. He was still
staring at the bed.
Ashley felt kind of silly and awkward as she came out of the
bathroom wearing the frilly nightgown. Ethan had taken off his shirt and was
pacing the floor.
He went into the bathroom as soon as she left it, and she
tried not to listen to the sounds of his getting ready for bed. It felt too
intimate, too personal.
Instead, she crawled under the sheet and quilt and stayed as
far on her side as she could.
When Ethan came out a few minutes later, he turned off the
light and crawled in beside her. “You all right with this?”
She assumed he was talking about the sleeping situation. “Of
course. As long as you don’t hog the covers.” She was pleased that her voice
reflected no hint of her anxiety. She could feel Ethan next to her. Feel him. Like his body was generating
heat, vibrations, or some kind of invisible force field.
“Surely tomorrow will be better.”
“That’s what you said yesterday. And look what happened
today.” She shifted some to get more comfortable, but then stopped abruptly,
not wanting to disturb Ethan. “Tomorrow we’ll probably be attacked by giant
snakes. Or hoards of killer bees.”
“Or both,” Ethan added, getting into the spirit. After a
long stretch of silence, he said, “Try to get some sleep. We have a long trip
tomorrow. Assuming our newly obtained truck can handle the journey.”
“Goodnight,” Ashley told him and turned on her side so her
back was to him. She clung to the edge of the bed, trying to keep enough space
between herself and Ethan’s body. Ethan’s warm body. Hard body. Very fine body.
She forced herself to stop thinking absurdities. Instead,
thought about the reality of the situation.
She was in Polksville, Kentucky, a town that barely made it
on the map. She was staying at the home of the manager of a gas station. Her
feet were covered with Band-Aids. She was wearing someone else’s nightgown, and
she was sharing a bed with Ethan Moore.
This was definitely not in her good-girl plan for her life.
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