Title: Until November
Author: Aurora Rose Reynolds
Genre: New Adult
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Synopsis
November is
looking forward to getting to know her father and the safety of a small town.
After leaving the big apple and her bad memories for Tennessee, November starts
working for her dad at his strip club doing the books. The one time she’s
allowed there during club hours she runs into Asher Mayson. He’s perfect until
he opens his mouth and makes assumptions. November wants nothing to do with
Asher but too bad for November fate has other plans. Asher Mayson has never had
a problem getting a woman that is until November. Now all he can think about is
making November his and keeping her safe.
Warning 18+
sexual content and a strong Alpha Male.
Aurora Rose Reynolds is a navy brat whose husband served in the United
States Navy. She has lived all over the country but now resides in New York
City with her Husband and pet fish. She's married to an alpha male that loves
her as much as the men in her books love their women. He gives her over the top
inspiration everyday. In her free time she reads, writes and enjoys going to
the movies with her husband and cookie. She also enjoys taking mini weekend
vacations to nowhere, or spends time at home with friends and family. Last but
not least she appreciates everyday and admires its beauty.
Excerpt
“So, what are we doing today? Can we go
riding?” I ask excitedly.
“No, someone’s coming over in an hour,”
he says, wiping his mouth.
“You’ll see.” He shrugs.
“So, you’re not going to tell me who it
is?”
“Nope,” he says, putting his cup and
plate into the sink without rinsing it. He starts to walk away, so I clear my
throat to get his attention. When he looks at me, I nod my head in the
direction of the sink and he raises his eyebrows. So, I nod my head in the
direction of the sink again. “Do you have a tic, baby?” he asks, his mouth
twitching.
I narrowed my eyes. “I'm not your maid,
Asher.” He straight out smiles, giving me the dimple, then walks to the sink,
takes his plate and cup out, still without rinsing them, and places them in the
dishwasher. “You have to rinse it before you put it in the dishwasher,” I tell
him, feeling and sounding like a total nag.
“It’s a dishwasher,” he says slowly,
walking towards me.
“Ye—” Before I can get the words out,
his mouth is on mine. The kiss is deep, wet, and so yummy, that when he pulls
his mouth away, my hands are wrapped around his neck and my legs are around his
hips. I'm in an Asher fog so deep that he could tell me that it’s not a
dishwasher, but a microwave, and I would agree with him completely.
My eyes flutter open. He’s looking down
at me with a cocky smile and mumbles, “That’s better.” Then, he squeezes my ass
in his hands, sets me on the counter and leaves the kitchen, putting on his
shirt as he goes.
“Holy crap,” I whisper. Beast looks at
me, grunts, then walks to his dog bed and lays down, completely disappointed in
my lack of willpower. “It’s not my fault,” I mumble to my dog. He lets out a
breath and shuts his eyes, completely dismissing me. “It’s not,” I say, still
mumbling. I hop off the counter, take Asher’s dishes from the dishwasher, rinse
off the cream cheese so it doesn’t harden onto the plate, rinse out the cup
then place them both back in the dishwasher. The whole time, I'm smiling.
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