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11/5/2012 0 Comments
Because it takes a lot of work to make Mondays fun, we at Inkspell decided to start a blog feature we like to call Eyecandy Monday. Each Monday we will feature the characters from one Inkspell novel and share with you all the fine details and tasty tidbits we can dig up about these interesting and well written main characters. We want to revisit some of our favorite hotties from our favorite stories! As we revisit our eyecandy, we are sharing with you an excerpt to wet your appetite about the character and the story. After all, you can't get enough of book eyecandy!
Frey fisted his hands, his gaze following Liese as she disappeared from his view. Would the memories plaguing her never end? How he loathed February, with all the suffering it brought her.
But this February she was not going to sit and brood. Yes. She had loved and lost. But that was no reason to live the way she did.
He narrowed his eyes, his mind flitting through options. Events that would keep her busy, hopefully preoccupy her enough to ease the memories until Valentine’s sailed past. And maybe longer.
He grinned at the prospect of spending the next four days locked up in the house with her. It suited him just fine. Four days, alone, no distractions. Would she appreciate the wicked thoughts that were invading his mind, once she got wind of his plan?
He grunted in disgust, and exhaled. I am totally insane, taking advantage of her in her current state.
He sighed and closed his eyes, pressing fingers to his lids to block the images of what he would rather be doing to ease her pain. It didn’t matter how long it took for her to stop grieving, nor did the guilt matter. He’d wait for her. Right now, what she needed was her best friend. And he was willing to act as a therapist. Yes, that was the right word. Low-key was the way to go. For now.
Moments later, his eyes flew open. He shoved his plans aside and pasted a smile on his face. As she appeared around the corner, he offered her a genuine smile. Any therapist or best friend-y thoughts fizzled out. His gaze shifted to the bouquet of white roses cradled in the crook of her arm, then back to her confused yet suddenly bright eyes. He noticed the complete transformation of her face in the short time since she’d left his side.
“Beautiful,” he murmured to himself. His eyes flickered to the roses, then back to that bewitching face of hers. His heart raced wildly inside his chest in anticipation as he stared at the flowers once more.
Will Frey remain friends with Liese or will they both take a chance on love? You can buy the book today to find out!