Evie Sanchez is recovering from heartbreak by working at her parents’ Filipino restaurant when in walks Romeo Garcia, the boy she left behind. Only now, he’s a hot movie star surrounded by gorgeous actresses and adoring fans.
Bad boy Romeo Garcia never understood why Evie stood him up at the prom. When he rescues her from a flying coconut in the dumpster, he is determined to dig into her heart for the reason. Their mutual attraction and unresolved feelings ignite in a scintillating night of daring sex, and Romeo shows Evie what she’ll miss the rest of her life if she walks away again.
Evie lands a part as Romeo’s co-star and falls into her role, totally in love. He plays his part, too, with his romantic gestures and skillful lovemaking. But is the fantasy real or revenge? Evie and Romeo are about to discover if their buried feelings will explode in pure delight or utter disaster.
I whip around so fast my hair slaps my face and I advance two steps. “What business is that of yours?”
He crosses his arms, his biceps flexing and raises his eyebrows. “Are you seeing anyone?”
“Well, no.” I’m in his face now. “But you don’t get to—”
He ropes me in and crushes my lips against his. My teeth clack on his and I let out a cross between a grunt and a moan. Oh, shit. Teenage me already has her arms around his neck, running her hands through his hair. I let out a sigh, an involuntary one caused by fight and flight hormones and momentary hypoxia, and the rascal takes the opportunity to slip his hot, wet, luscious tongue between my lips. Iridescent butterflies and shaved ice and fairy dust jelly and sugary shivers render my resistance futile.
While my mind’s reeling, Romeo draws back ever so slightly, his lips tenderly caressing mine. The ball on his lip ring jiggles my lower lip, and his tongue dips and darts, barely slivering into my mouth.
Hungrily, I press into him with whimpering, mewing kisses, like a woman on a deserted island presented with a coconut shell full of halo-halo. This is how it should have been. Romeo and I. His kisses are forever seared in my soul, ruining me for every man who came after. Especially Eric. Scratch the thought.
What am I doing kissing Romeo? I’m passing out. Temporary insanity. Someone resuscitate me, shock me with the defibrillator. Nine-one-one what seems to be the emergency? Oxygen saturation below eighty percent. Change in mental status. Oh, what a wonderful, soul-sucking kiss. I pass my tongue between his lips, slurping, drinking him in, making up for all the missing years. My fingers fist the back of his shirt and he tugs me closer, still seated on his motorcycle.
He whispers against my mouth. “You’ve always been mine.”
My eyes pop open and I’m sucked into the dark inky pools of his. He looks at me so sincerely, both hands cupping my face, his thumbs stroking my cheeks. If I could stop time… It. Would. Be. Now.
Bang! The garden gate slaps and we jolt apart.
Genie claps her hands to her face and screams, “How dare you kiss Romeo?”
Rachelle Ayala was a software engineer until she discovered storytelling works better in fiction than real code. She enjoys writing love stories and has always lived in a multi-cultural environment. The tapestry of characters in her books reflect that diversity. She is an active member of online critique group, Critique Circle, and a volunteer for the World Literary Cafe.
Check out her four romantic novels. Michal’s Window is a powerful, emotional journey as lived through the eyes of Princess Michal, King David’s first wife. Broken Build is a story of healing where a man learns to love and trust the woman who destroyed his life. Hidden Under Her Heart is a heartfelt love story combined with controversy over difficult decisions, and Knowing Vera is a suspenseful, cross-cultural romance mixing an unsolved murder, adventure, and hot, steamy love scenes.
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