The Dating Alternative
By Jennifer Woodhull
Publication date: December 26th 2018
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance
She’s so over dating. He wants to be her alternative.
Max has crushed on Brie for as long as he’s known her but the timing was never right. When he finds out they’re finally single at the same time, he’s poised to move from friend zone to serious dating… until he finds out she’s only looking for something physical. He offers his services in hopes she’ll come around.
Just when things are starting to go his way, a shocking turn of events snatches her from his grasp. Now he has to resurrect the life he thought he’d left behind to help the woman he’s falling in love with before it’s too late.
A sweet, funny, sexy romance, The Dating Alternative launches everywhere December 26th.
Chapter 5 Excerpt – Sabrina
He sets his coffee down on the little table beside me and I sink into the overstuffed wingback chair and gulp down several more sips of the soothing, warm liquid. I close my eyes, finally starting to feel more relaxed.
Max returns a moment later and grabs my hand, leaning down close to my ear. “Don’t freak out, but bad news – your ex is here. I saw him in the bathroom and he’s headed this way. Follow my lead.”
He pulls me to my feet, sits in the chair, and pulls me down on to his lap, facing out toward the aisle. He nods, indicating he has a plan, and quickly undoes the top button of my blouse. Then he pulls me close, one arm wrapped around my back at the shoulder, the other around my hips, and starts nuzzling my neck and collarbone.
I’m panicked, confused, and turned on all at once. Jesus, he feels incredible. “We’re a couple, got it?” His words are hot and warm against my ear, and when he nuzzles a little further down onto my neck, his beard tickles my collarbone, and I start to giggle.
I unconsciously slide my arms around his neck. He is a wall of solid muscle, and being on his lap, his face against my skin, my hands running across his broad shoulders is all working together to make a need pool in my belly like I haven’t felt in years. My panties are soaked, and I involuntarily press my thighs together.
Fuck, Brie. This guy hasn’t even kissed you, and you’re about to come just from sitting on his lap. You need to get laid. Bad.
The thought makes me laugh out loud. “That’s perfect,” Max says, glancing over his shoulder, then pressing his cheek to mine. “Here he comes,” he whispers. His breath is hot on the curve of my ear, and it leaves goosebumps along my flesh.
Max squeezes my side, his massive hand stretching easily across the depth of my ribs. I laugh even louder. “Oh my God, stop it!” I giggle as I say it more loudly than I intend to.
“Brie? Is that you?” I look up to see Grant standing over us.
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Jennifer Woodhull is based in the Southern United States, spending time in her second home of England, and traveling as often as she can. Her love of travel permeates her work, and her characters often find themselves exploring new and foreign surroundings.
A keen observer of human behavior, Jennifer often draws inspiration from something as simple as a fleeting connection, or the glimpse of a unique trait or characteristic. Her favorite place to write is on airplanes.
"The drone of the engine, the scores of people, all traveling to something or from something, and being disconnected from digital distractions are a combination that provide the perfect place to write," she says. "If you see a woman in seat 9F who is balancing her Macbook on her lap because it's time to close your tray table, please have patience. I'm just trying to finish one more sentence."
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