“My With Me In Seattle series is one of the most beloved series that I write. So when I created Lady Boss Press and these authors came to me and wanted to write their own stories within that universe, I was honored and thrilled! I think you’ll enjoy each of these sexy, contemporary romances, each linking in some way to my world. Get ready to fall in love all over again!” —New York Times Bestselling Author Kristen Proby
Eight all-new standalone stories set in Kristen Proby’s With Me In Seattle Universe are out this week and I am so excited to share with you little snippets from them all.
My eyes widen, and in it, I see Malia in a different light. She’s right. She’s grown up. She may be a young adult, but she’s an adult just the same. My head lowers to hers, and she raises a bit as if she’s standing on her tiptoes. My lips are mere centimeters from her mouth. She emits a moan, a small little whimper that makes my cock stand at attention. “Malia?” I ask. I don’t know what I’m asking—maybe for permission, maybe for forgiveness—but I’m not taking advantage of her because she wants me. I want her. And sure as fuck, I’m not giving this moment a chance to pass us by.
“Wells, please.” Her plea is heartfelt. I’m responsive as my lips touch hers, and the flavor of this woman explodes for me to taste. It’s mint and sugar cookies combined. She gives me a little nip on my lips, then explores my mouth as our tongues meet. I’m in the middle of my inner monologue, telling myself this is okay. It’s what we both want. The door opens and slams back behind me as Higgie calls down the hall.
“Old man, come quick, you’ve gotta see this.” I pull back at his voice, but with the volume, I know my partner is in the hallway and unable to see us.
“Wells.” Her smile meets the guilt in my eyes.
“Sweetheart.” In my response, the shame of this, mixed with the passion of a first kiss to rival all first kisses in the past, has my clouded mind tangled with regret and desire.