Excerpt: Tangled Web by Lizzie James

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I looked back at the table and noticed mine and Tom’s shots that he brought back from the bar.  As I knocked them back I noticed someone walk up to the table and place two drinks down.  I looked up and saw the sexiest man I’ve ever seen sit opposite me.  He was about six-four with brown hair smoothed back, brown eyes and a light stubble on his cheeks.  I knew who he was before he opened his mouth.  I’d know those eyes anywhere.  We used to play together as children but there was absolutely no reason for him to be sitting opposite me buying me drinks.  Or looking at me the way he was.

It was a known fact that there was a long-standing rivalry between the Walker family and the Johnson family.  It was my life’s mission to stay off the battlefield.  Not to cosy up to one.  No matter how extremely sexy he was.

“Alone at last.” He grinned.  That grin was deadly.  He leaned forward and pushed the glass he put on the table towards me.  “Cheers.” He winked.

“Thanks.” I smiled.  I took a sip of my drink and noticed he knocked his back.  I put my glass back down and looked at him.  I noticed him rubbing his thumb across his lip.  An extremely biteable lip. “You look like you’re looking for trouble, Nathan.” I smirked.

“I think I just found it.” He grinned back.

I rolled my eyes.

“So when did little Chloe get all grown up?”  His eyes trailed down to my chest and back up.  His stare was so intense it made me want to cross my arms to cover myself.  He must have sensed how nervous he was making me feel due to the sexiest smirk appearing on his lips.  No good was going to come from this. “I’ve been waiting to get you alone all night.”

I looked down, blushing.  I wasn’t used to men being so forward with me.  There was a small part of me that was being realistic, though.  Why did I tell Tom to leave?  This wouldn’t be happening if Tom had stayed.  Nathan loved a challenge and me being a Johnson was the biggest challenge he would get.

“Is it because I’m a Johnson?” I looked him in the eye. “Because I’m Chase’s sister?”  I really didn’t want him to answer that question.  I knew what the answer was going to be.

“Partially.  I know Chase thinks the world revolves around him.  It’s ingrained in us to hate each other.  It’s a fact of life around here that Walker’s and Johnson’s will always hate each other.”  He stood up and came over to sit next to me.

Every step he took I became more and more nervous.  I’ve never had to deal with Walkers and I was completely unprepared to handle it.

“However,” he said, sitting down.  He took my hand in his and kissed the knuckles.  “When I saw you, I wanted you.  Regardless of your last name.  I still wanted to take you home and make you scream.”

I laughed when he said this.  I admit it was in embarrassment.  I tried to pull my hand out of his grip but he held on tightly.

“Chloe, tonight I’m not a Walker.  And you’re not a Johnson.  Just Nathan and Chloe.”  He leaned forward placing his hand on my cheek.

His thumb gently rubbed across my cheekbone.  I licked my lips and his eyes shot down to them.

“I have to taste you,” he whispered.

Nathan leaned forward and took my bottom lip in between his lips.  He gently sucked on my bottom lip and kissed me sweetly three times in a row.

I ripped my lips from him.  What the hell was I doing?  I’m left alone for barely a few minutes and already I’m making lovey-dovey eyes at the one person I shouldn’t.  My rebuff didn’t deter him at all.  I wanted to slap the cockiness out of him.  He took my hand again.  “Dance with me?”

“Nathan, no.” I hesitated, trying to pull my hand back.  I really didn’t want to dance with him.  I just wanted to get away from Nathan so I could think.  He was confusing me.

“Come on, Chloe, live a little.”

I gave in and allowed him to pull me up from my seat.  As Nathan pulled me towards the dance floor I noticed several women turned to look at him.  What was I doing?  I shouldn’t be doing this.  I should be running in the other direction.  As I looked up I noticed we were walking in the direction of a group of women.  They all turned at once and smirked.  I don’t think they could see me due to my shortness.  Just before Nathan reached them, however, he pulled me forward by my hand so that I was standing in front of him.  I stood frozen in front of him not sure what to do.

He placed his hands on my hips and began to move me to the music, swinging my hips from side to side.  It was difficult for him to do so because I was as stiff as a board.  Nathan chuckled when he realized this and he turned me around, moving us so I was facing away from him.  I think he moved us so I didn’t have to look at our group of female spectators.  His arms wrapped around my waist and I could feel all of him along my back.  I looked behind me and realised how tall he was. Even in these heels I only came up to his chest.  As I was looking up at him I couldn’t help but notice quite a few women were gawking at us.

He noticed me looking at them and put his finger under my chin.  “Don’t worry about them.  If I wanted to dance with them, I would.  I picked you for a reason.”

Yes, because of my name.  How stupid did he think I was?  “And that is…?” I whispered.

He leaned down and whispered in my ear.  “I want to dance with you.”

Right.  Of course.  What else did I expect him to say?  I inwardly rolled my eyes.

“Then I want to take you home, give us what we both want and fuck that good girl out of you.”  His lips pressed against my earlobe and nibbled.  It was a good job Nathan was holding me up.  Otherwise those words would have knocked me over.

“What do you say to that?”

Fuck me sideways, his voice was sexy as hell.

“Um… I don’t know.”  No!  You say no!  Are you crazy? My good side yelled at me to tell him where to shove it.  While my naughty side told me you’re never going to meet a guy this hot again.  “We shouldn’t…” I hesitated.  “I should go home.”  I was desperately trying to convince myself to leave.

“I disagree,” he protested, smirking.  “Come home with me.  Be mine tonight.”

“I’ll regret it,” I whispered.  “On Monday, I’ll just be another…”

He placed his finger over my mouth, cutting me off. “On Monday you might regret it.  But tonight you won’t.”

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The Tangled Web Series

Tangled Web – Book 1: 

Amazon US: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B01BIUFECO

Amazon UK: https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B01BIUFECO

Tangled Lies – Book 2

Amazon US: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B01EQ7UX7M

Amazon UK: https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B01EQ7UX7M

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