Happy Sunday! I’m so pleased to be on the Rachel’s Random Resources blog tour today for Troy Story by Carla Luna. I really enjoyed Field Riles, the first book in the Romancing the Ruins contemporary romance series, and this one sounds great too. Let’s check it out!
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Extract from Troy Story :
While dining out, Dusty is surprised when her best friend, Stuart, secretly admits how he feels about it. Since she’s spent the past two years pining for him, she’s thrilled to realize his feelings match hers.
Dusty’s heart was beating so loudly she was certain Stuart could hear it. With a shaky hand, she set down her wineglass before she dropped it.
As she looked into his eyes, the warmth in those ocean-blue depths filled her with a heady glow. She was torn between vaulting across the table and kissing him and barraging him with questions. How long had he felt this way? Had he dreamed of her when he was with Shelby? Did he want more than just a few nights of passion? But right now, only one issue needed resolving. “What about Clarissa? I thought you were into her.”
“Nope. She’s sweet and smart, and I like working with her, but there’s no spark.” He gave her a sly grin. “Never once have I imagined her naked, underneath me, moaning while I do unspeakable things to her body.”
A flush of heat rose in Dusty’s cheeks. “Unspeakable, huh? You’ll have to give me more details.”
She wished he knew the truth—that he’d done a lot of those things to her during their one evening of drunken passion—but she hesitated to bring it up. What if he was upset she’d never told him about their botched hookup? Since he didn’t remember any of it, maybe it was better if they started fresh.
Aware her face was still prickling with warmth, she tried to focus on the half-empty meze platter, spearing a piece of grilled eggplant with her fork, but she was too conscious of Stuart’s eyes on her. “What?”
“You’re cute when you blush like that. It’s not easy getting you to blush.”
“Stop it. We need to finish dinner. And even then…” She gnawed on her lip as she considered the logistics of their situation. “I don’t think we can have sex in the field house. The walls are paper-thin, and…”
And going from best friends to lovers was a huge leap. Though she’d never had any qualms about jumping into flings before, she’d never felt this strongly about any of her romantic partners. Stuart wasn’t just a hot guy she wanted to nail. She was in love with him. If all he wanted was a romp in bed, she could get her heart broken.
As if sensing her unease, he reached across the table and took her hand, lacing his fingers with hers. “Maybe it’s better if we don’t rush. This is all pretty new.”
She released a tight breath. “Right. It’s kind of overwhelming. But in a good way.”
“In the best way. I’m glad you weren’t upset. I wasn’t sure how you’d react.” His lips quirked up in a smile. “For all I knew, you might throw your wine in my face.”
“And waste perfectly good wine? Never.” She squeezed his hand. “Thanks for being honest. I didn’t say anything before because I didn’t want to mess up our friendship.”
“We won’t mess it up. I promise.”
His earnestness was so sweet that her eyes misted over. She blinked quickly, trying to get her emotions under control. But their server interrupted the tender moment by asking if they wanted more wine. Somehow, they’d drained the entire bottle.
“I think we’re okay,” she said. “Let’s get the check. Could we also get a few pieces of baklava to go?”
“Dusty, I promised you a whole dinner,” Stuart said. “All we’ve had is wine and appetizers.” But he was fishing his wallet out of his pocket, like he couldn’t wait to get going.
Sure, they could take it slow. And sex wasn’t an option until they could find somewhere private to do the deed.
But that didn’t mean they had to rush back to the others just yet.
About the Author:
Carla Luna writes contemporary romance with a dollop of humor and a pinch of spice. A former archaeologist, she still dreams of traveling to far-off places and channels that wanderlust into the settings of her stories. When she’s not writing, she works in a spice emporium where she gets paid to discuss food and share her favorite recipes. Her passions include Broadway musicals, baking, whimsical office supplies, and pop culture podcasts. Though she has roots in Los Angeles and Vancouver Island, she currently resides in Wisconsin with her family and her feisty Siberian cat.
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