Be With Me by J. Lynn/Jennifer L. Armentrout
About the book:
From
the author of the #1 New York Times bestseller Wait for
YouDo
Teresa and Jase have a real shot at getting together or will life get in the
way?
Teresa
Hamilton is having a rough year—she's in love with her big brother's best
friend, but he hasn't spoken to her since they shared a truly amazing,
mind-blowing, life-changing kiss. Then she got out of a terrible relationship.
Now an injury is threatening to end her dance career for good. It's time for
plan B: college. And maybe she'll have a chance to convince Jase that what they
have together is real.
Jase
Winstead has a huge secret that he's not telling anyone—especially not his best
friend's incredibly beautiful sister. Even though he and Teresa shared the
hottest kiss of his life, he knows that his responsibilities must take priority.
He certainly doesn't have time for a relationship. But it doesn't help that all
he can think about is kissing the one girl who could ruin everything for
him.
As
they're thrown together more and more, Jase and Teresa can't keep denying their
feelings for each other. But a familiar danger looms and tragedy strikes. As the
campus recovers, the star-crossed couple must decide what they're willing to
risk to be together and what they're willing to lose if they're not. . .
.
Excerpt:
“You
got a visitor, Tess.” He rested his chin atop my head, which caused my pulse to
try
to
outrun my heart. “Two of them to be exact.”
“Okay.”
There
was a pause. “Are your eyes closed?”
“No.”
His
chin slid off my head and then his chest rumbled as he laughed. “Your eyes are
closed.”
He laughed again. “Open them up.”
Cursing
under my breath, I pried one eye open and then jerked against him. His arm
tightened.
“Oh wow …”
The
black-and-white horse was the closest, standing mere feet away from me. The
brown
one
wasn’t too far, shaking its head and making soft snorts. My eyes were wide as
they bounced
between
the two creatures. “They’re not carnivorous, right? Because at their size, they
could eat
me.”
Jase
laughed deeply as his hand shifted up, resting in the center of my stomach, just
below
my breasts. “Horses do not eat people, you little idiot.”
I
started, eyes narrowing. “There’s always a first.”
The
lips pulled back on the black-and-white horse as if it was smirking at me.
“This one right here? Mr. Friendly? Jack calls him Bubba One,” he said in a
quiet,
calming
voice. But air hitched in my throat when his thumb moved in a slow circle over
the thin
material
of my tank top, hitting against the wire in my bra. “And the brown one is Bubba
Two.”
Mouth
dry, I wetted my lips. “That’s good for remembering names.”
He
chuckled as his pinkie and forefinger started to move up and down, reaching my
belly
button
and then sliding back up. It was almost as if he was unaware of what he was
doing, or the
electrifying
response the tiny motions were dragging out of me. “I think so too, but his real
name
is
Lightning.”
Said
horse shook his head, tossing the shaggy mane.
“Lightning
seems to be a more suitable name,” I admitted, relaxing as the seconds
passed.
Maybe that was his intention. Distract me with the soft, almost innocent
touches. It was
working.
“What about Bubba Two?
“Ah,
the one who is staring at the pail like it’s the holy mecca of grain?” His cheek
grazed
mine as I laughed. “That’s Thunder. And we’re going to feed them. Together.”
The
friction his fingers created with my shirt sent tiny shivers up and down my
back.
“With
our hands?”
His
answering laugh tipped the corners of my lips up. “Yes. With our hands.”
“After
checking out the choppers on them, I’m not so sure about that.”
“You’ll
be okay.” He slid his hand off my stomach and wrapped it around my wrist.
Slowly,
he lifted my hand out in front of me. “Hold still.”
My
heart lurched. “Jase—”
Lightning
trotted forward and pressed his wet nose against my hand. I cringed, waiting
for
him to eat my poor fingers. The horse didn’t. Nope. It nudged my hand as it
whinnied softly.
He
guided my hand up over Lightning’s jaw, all the way to the pointy, twitchy ears.
“See?”
he murmured. “That’s not too bad, is it?”
I
shook my head as my fingers curled along the soft coat. Lightning seemed to
anticipate
the
direction of the petting, pressing his long head against my hand as my fingers
tangled in his
mane.
It wasn’t bad at all.
Jase
shifted behind me, and in an instant all thoughts of the horses evaporated. His
hips
lined
up against my backside, and I bit down on my lower lip as I focused on the white
splotch
covering
Lightning’s muzzle.
I
could feel him—feel Jase. And there was absolutely no doubt in my mind that he
was
affected
by how close we were standing. That knowledge and the hard length of him left me
dizzy,
just like it had done that Saturday night. An all too warm flush spread down my
neck. In
the
back of my head, I was rationalizing his physical reaction. He was a guy. Our
bodies were pressed
together.
If a wind blew on a guy’s private area, they got hard. So I should just ignore
it,
but
my body was so not on board with my head. My body was operating on a different
playing
field.
An ache centered low in my stomach. A sharp and sweet yearning raced through my
veins.
“Not
so scary, right?” His voice was deeper, richer. “They’re like dogs. Well, like a
dog
that
can carry around two hundred pounds, if not more.” Hand sliding off mine, he
stepped back,
and
the sudden emptiness of his body was like a cold shock. “Trust me.”
Then
he smacked my ass.
About the Author:
#
1 NEW YORK TIMES and USA TODAY Bestselling author Jennifer lives in Martinsburg,
West Virginia. All the rumors you’ve heard about her state aren’t true. When she’s not hard at work writing. she
spends her time reading, working out, watching really bad zombie movies,
pretending to write, and hanging out with her husband and her Jack Russell
Loki.
Her
dreams of becoming an author started in algebra class, where she spent most of
her time writing short stories….which explains her dismal grades in math.
Jennifer writes young adult paranormal, science fiction, fantasy, and
contemporary romance. She is published with Spencer Hill Press, Entangled Teen
and Brazen, Disney/Hyperion and Harlequin Teen. Her book Obsidian has been
optioned for a major motion picture and her Covenant Series has been optioned
for TV.
She
also writes adult and New Adult romance under the name J. Lynn. She is published
by Entangled Brazen and HarperCollins.
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