Every day of Megan’s life was carefully planned. Freedom and independence had been her best friends for years. Until one day she met Aiden, whose priorities were so much like hers….
What happens when attraction wins?
What happens when poles apart become equal?
What happens when the flames of passion burn everything in their way?
Is there still a chance to resist the power of magnetism?
The walls of inaccessibility will come crashing down. Everything she thought was unacceptable he will turn into pure pleasure….
Dive into the world of Hate at First Sight to see if hate can become something completely different….
“What about you?” she asked, looking at me again. “Will there ever be anyone worth being called Mrs. Aiden Murphy?”
“I don’t know, maybe. I’m one hell of a man to stand, you know?”
“I’ve already figured that much.” She laughed.
“Can I ask you for a favor?”
“You’ve been unbelievably obliging for the last ten minutes. First the blanket, now this….”
“Shut up!” She smacked my back.
“So my attractiveness works on you after all,” I said, tightening the embrace.
“Aiden, I swear….”
“Okay, okay, don’t be a scratch-cat.”
She gave me one of those evil glances of hers that I liked so much. The devilish part was definitely my favorite feature of her rebellious nature.
I put a finger under her chin and leaned closer, saying quietly, “If I ever meet a woman worth being called Mrs. Murphy, promise me you will never tell her how much I wanted to take advantage of holding you naked in my arms.”
Megan laughed again. “Okay, I promise. Though I’m not naked, I’m wearing my underwear. It’s almost the same as wearing a swimming suit. And I would have never let you do anything, but help me warm up.”
“I know other ways to warm you up, Dear.”
“I’m sure, you do.”
“And just for the record, no swimming suits look as sexy as lingerie.” I couldn’t but admit it: my body was on fire. And I finally dared to push my luck. I ran my palm up her skin, and under the back of her ivory bra.
“Don’t even think about it,” she said, meeting my stare.
“You can’t forbid me to think about it. Especially if it’s the only thing that I can think about at the moment.” My pulse accelerated. “What are you doing to me, Megs?” I said, my lips brushing her forehead.
Her breathing quickened. “Aiden, don’t….”
“It doesn’t sound entirely convincing,” I replied, trailing kisses down her eyelids and cheeks.
She put her palm on my chest, trying to push me away. “I mean it, Aiden. Stop, or I will….”
“You will what?” I asked, looking down into her eyes. They were the reflections of mine: full of attraction and desire. She could keep denying it as long as she wanted, but it was hard to fool me.
Suddenly everything changed. Megan broke free of my grip and sat on the couch. As far from me as possible.
I rolled onto my back and ran my fingers through my hair, sighing. “I’m sorry, Megan. I shouldn’t have….”
“Yeah, you shouldn’t have.”
I sat and outstretched my hand, saying, “Come back here. I will behave, I swear.”
“I think my clothes are dry enough to get dressed.” She rose and went to the chair where our clothes were.
Idiot! I shouted mentally at myself. I should have known better, Megan wasn’t like other girls I used to date. She avoided relationship, she avoided affection, and she didn’t want to be hurt. And I wasn’t sure if what I wanted at the moment was fair. I didn’t know if I was ready to give her anything, but this one night….
OTHER BOOKS by Diana Nixon:
Love Lines Series (YA/paranormal)
Heavens Trilogy (New Adult/paranormal)
About the author:
Diana Nixon is a poet and the author of fantasy and contemporary romances.
She was born in
where she currently lives. In 2008 she graduated from Belorussian state
University. She has a Master of Law degree and speaks several foreign
languages, including English, Polish and Spanish. Minsk, Belarus