Title: I Can Explain
Series: Awkward Love #2
Author: Missy Johnson
Genre: Romance
Release Date: February 15, 2018
Blurb
Standing on the balcony, outside my boss’s apartment,
wearing only my underwear?
Not how I expected to start my Saturday morning.
I guess I should’ve thought harder about going home with my sexy new gym
instructor, especially since I had no idea the guy was married. When he pushed
me out onto the balcony, five seconds before his wife walked through the door,
I jumped one apartment over because I thought it would be less embarrassing for
a stranger to find me than his wife.
That was a smart move.
So here I am, wearing next to nothing and freezing my ass off, standing outside
the living room window of my young, sexy, and very intimidating boss, Chase
Winston.
I have two choices: I sit here and try to think of another way out of this and
risk dying of hypothermia. Or I can suck it up and knock on that window. After
a long, internal argument with myself, I choose
option two.
Here goes nothing…
**Awkward Love is a series of short, sexy, fun novels that can be read in ANY
order. Each book is COMPLETELY separate from the next, so you can read one, or
you can read them all!**
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UNITED INDIE BOOK BLOG REVIEW
| Reviewer: Cathy Rating: 3.5 Stars I thought this book was fine. I didn't love it as much as the last Missy Johnson book I read though. The relationship between Alana and Chase felt rushed to me. Both characters also confused me with some of their actions throughout the book. At points I really liked them then other choices they made didn't seem to fit with what we had seen. Overall it was a quick and sexy read with some humor. |
Excerpt
“Seriously, did you see the way she looked at me when she
told me not to stuff it up?” I huff, stalking back over to Peyton. “Like, God forbid
I put two sugars in his damn coffee instead of one. Hey, maybe I should slip
some laxatives in there?” I say with an evil grin. “I mean, he walks around
like he’s got something lodged up his ass, maybe all he needs is a good,
old-fashioned cleanout.”
“Lanna—”
“No. I don’t care how ridiculously sexy he is or how dreamy those blue eyes are
to stare into,” I say, cutting her off.
I was on a roll, and Peyton wasn’t going to stop me. I have two years’ worth of
frustration to vent, and it’s all coming out now, one way or another.
“He’s an asshole to everyone here but Jade, and I bet that’s only because she’s
sucking his cock. Not that I wouldn’t go there if he asked me to—”
“Lanna,” Peyton hisses, her eyes wide.
“Oh, come on, like you wouldn’t suck his cock too,” I retort, nodding knowingly
at her. “Hey, maybe we could tag team him.”
We’d had a lengthy discussion about this a few weeks ago over a bottle of
tequila, so I knew exactly what she wanted to do with that ten inches of pure
stiff muscle. And I thought I was the dirty one. I
chuckle to myself and turn around. My heart skips a beat when I spot Chase
leaning against Jade’s desk. He smirks at me and casually lifts one eyebrow.
Oh, god no.
My heart pounds as I wait for him to react. This can’t be happening. I cannot
believe I just said that. Well, I can believe it, because I say shit like that
every day, but not when he’s standing right behind me. I glare at Peyton, who
releases a snort and then flushes, bowing her head. Chase’s eyes don’t leave me
as I glance around the room, praying for an escape, but there isn’t one.
It’s like a scene from a really bad movie. With any luck, he’ll drag me outside
and throw me on the back of his bike and take me somewhere to have his way with
me. Or his office will do just fine.
“Is Jade here?” he asks, directing his question at me, his smooth, deep voice
making me shiver.
I shake my head, incapable of speaking. I think it’s worse that he’s ignoring
the obvious issue of my outburst. I’d almost prefer for him to say something
about it. Anything. Almost... He nods, and then walks over to the door,
stopping just as he reaches it. I brace myself as he turns his attention back
to me.
“Alana?” he asks.
I force myself to meet his steel blue eyes, wishing he didn’t find this so damn
amusing.
“Yes?” I whisper, feeling sick. God, I am so embarrassed.
“While I appreciate your attentiveness to my health, I can assure you that
everything is functioning just as it should. Maybe you should focus more on
your job and less on things that don’t concern you?” he asks lightly. “Like who
is and isn’t sucking my cock.”
He walks out, briskly closing the door behind him.
I stumble over to my desk and slump down onto my chair, my eyes wide. I breathe
out, feeling dazed. My heart’s racing and I’m feeling a mixture of extreme
nausea and embarrassment over the whole situation. Every time I think about
what I just said, more or less to his face, I
want to throw up.
Peyton rushes over to me, both panicked and trying not to laugh, which under
any other circumstance would be a funny combination. I glare at her, which sets
her off.
“I’m so sorry,” she giggles, shaking her head. “I swear I’m not laughing at
you, but that just made my fucking day.”
“I’m glad I can be a source of amusement for you,” I grumble, my tone sour.
“At least he knows your name now.” she offers, her eyes twinkling.
I scowl at her. I think I preferred it when he didn’t.
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Author Bio
Missy lives in a small town in Central Victoria with her
husband, and her confused pets (a dog who think she's a cat, a cat who thinks
he's a dog...you get the picture).
When she's not writing, she can usually be found looking for
something to read.
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