The Trojan Series
by S.M. West
Publication Date: August 5, 2021
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Rock Star Romance
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Smash – verb: violently breaking into pieces.
One date with the wrong man is all it takes to open my eyes.
I’m in love with Grayson Bennett.
My best friend. My confidant. My protector.
The man who treats my son like his own.
Friendship is no longer enough.
I want more.
More of him.
More of us.
And Gray wants the same.
He calls me his everything.
My son and I are his future.
For one brief moment in time, things are perfect.
Until a visit from my ex turns my world into a nightmare.
Drowning in countless questions with no answers, I struggle with the truth of my past.
Demons threaten to not only destroy me, but also to decimate my forever with Gray.
People always say love is the strongest force on the planet.
But this time, I’m not sure if even love is enough to defeat the darkness.
Gray angles his head and kisses me, lips firm and confident. He is minty fresh like his favorite gum and masculine in ways I can’t explain. What’s meant to be a quick, chaste kiss turns into something more when he parts his lips, and without a moment’s hesitation, I slide my tongue into his mouth.
The taste of him overwhelms and terrifies me. It’s too easy to get lost in him, and no kiss has ever been as good. Gray is an excellent kisser.
Last night, when we’d kissed for the first time, I never wanted it to stop. And now, I feel much the same way, turning into his body without any regard for where we are.
We’re no sooner chest to chest than he groans, leaning his forehead against mine. “Behave yourself.” His voice is a low, pained rumble.
A smile blitzes my mouth, and I love how I affect him as much as he does me. I’m lit up from the inside at our strong, fiery connection.
“I could kiss you all night.”
“Daze.” He grabs me by the waist, hauling my body hard against his, and his head bends to nip at the column of my neck. “You’re killing me.”
Smashing my lips together, I suffocate a squeal and lower my head, suddenly conscious of the petite hostess, looking on with a neutral expression. She doesn’t give away a thing, whether amused or appalled with our public display of affection.
My date doesn’t miss a beat, and before I know it, we’re following the woman through the intimate, yet relaxed candlelit dining room. She deposits us at a table for two in one of the many nooks and crannies scattered throughout the room. Perfect for privacy and romance.
The table settings are across from each other, but Gray unceremoniously picks up his silverware and puts it next to mine before lifting his chair to do the same.
“There’s no way I’m sitting across the table from you.”
Again, I find myself giggling like a lovesick teenager and take my seat beside him. His hand rests lightly on my knee and I’m home. His touch is natural and right.
“Yes, this is much better.” I stare at his lush lips and want to kiss him again. It’s my new favorite pastime and I feel like I am a lovesick teenager.
ABOUT S.M. WEST
S.M. West writes romantic suspense and sexy, angsty contemporary romance. She’s a self-professed junkie of wine, chocolate and travel. If she isn’t writing or hanging with her family, she can be found planning her next adventure!