EMOTIONALLY COMPROMISED
Author: Alex Rosa
Genre: New Adult Romance
Release Date: November 13, 2013
About the Book
"A smile will get you far, but a smile
and a gun will get you farther" -Al Capone.
Goodreads: https://smarturl.it/EmotionComp-GR
Amazon: http://mybook.to/emotionallycompromised
About the Author
Alex Rosa lives in Los Angeles, California. By day she’s a Digital Marketing Manager and by night a writer of swoon-worthy books. With nearly ten years of writing experience, she has published five novels, including the Tryst Series with Intermix, Penguin Random House’s digital imprint.
She finds her home amongst words,
whether it be in books or in film. A pop culture fanatic, cemetery creeper, and
self-proclaimed nerd, she’s always following her favorite fandoms, the latest
foodie finds, or picking her next city excursion or outdoor undertaking.
Her obsessions are on the brink of bizarre, but that’s just the way she likes it.
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Excerpt
The car pulls away, and I’m alone with Jeremy, who’s now
standing right next to me.
I stare into the distance, not wanting to make eye contact
even though I know he's staring at me. I bob back and forth on my heels,
waiting for a cab, wishing for this moment to be over. He scoffs, and I still
don't budge.
As if he can't take it, he says, “Really?”
The statement almost offends me. I turn to look at him, and
it’s a blatant mistake. He stands with hands in his pockets in a nonchalant
sort of pose, his dress shirt rolled up revealing his muscular forearms. My
mouth starts watering. Focus.
“Excuse me?” I ask.
“You're kidding right now, right? That stunt you just pulled
with Marcus. Is this all because I grabbed your ass?” He’s coming dangerously
close to being crude, and I get right to the point.
“Is this because I offered him my number, and not you?”
His mouth forms a hard line, and he’s all tough CEO, but I’m
no mouse and I stare right back. After a moment, he’s back to trying to hold
back his smile.
“Maybe it is.” He pouts.
When Jeremy pouts, it's a remarkable sight. I gulp over my
last thought.
“Well, I would say I'm sorry, but I'm not.”
As if dumbfounded, he continues, “Why Marcus? Why him? He's
been a drunk slob all night.”
Is he really putting down his friend? I wonder if talking
about his friends this way is a habit.
I turn to look away because I can't think of a logical
response. He knows I’m attracted to him, and I will not let him take advantage
of that fact. I can tell he thinks it's funny that I’m giving him the silent
treatment, and it annoys me.
He leans in somewhat close, and in a mocking tone, he says,
"Is it these blue eyes? Are they too much for you?"
Before I can stop it, a laugh erupts from my mouth, and I
look at him and roll my eyes.
“Mr. Hunt, you’re definitely not used to not getting what
you want, and it almost pleases me that I can affect you so.”
He bites his lip, nodding his head as he looks away.
“You're toying with me.”
Maybe I am.
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