Title: Learning to Trust
Author: Cynthia P. O'Neill
Genre: Contemp. Erotic
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Blurb:
When Garrett Andrews finds something that catches his eye, he goes
after it, letting nothing stand in the way of what he wants to possess. The
first woman to arouse his heart could be the one person who helps him to
finally open up and feel again.
Laurel Hart was a swimming champion until a frightful event and
unknown health issues derailed her career.
With a recent degree from MIT in Bio-Medical Engineering and an offer to
join one of the leading innovators of medical equipment in the world, she plans
on making a new life for herself; letting nightmares from her past stay in the
past, or so she thinks.
Neither of them wants to date, but she finds herself drawn to him
and Garrett uses every excuse to be near her. Laurel
Once Garrett finds out about Laurel
Will they be able to overcome the damage their hearts have
encountered? Can they find happiness?
Can they trust their minds or will life throw each of them another curveball?
Only time will tell if they can learn to trust.
Release Party Event: https://www.facebook.com/events/218334724983065/
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About the Author:
Cynthia P. O’Neill grew up in Clewiston ,
Florida and moved to Central
Florida to attend college.
There, she married her friend, love, and soul mate and still resides
there with their amazing son, and a feisty, four-legged little boy.
In her books, Cynthia draws on her background in healthcare and
business, along with her husband’s engineering knowledge.
Several years after she got married, she started dreaming about the
characters in I Remember. It took eight years before she decided that
it needed to be told. With the
encouragement of family and friends, she decided to bring Jordan and Gregory to
life in a series of Young Adult, Paranormal Romances with a Historical
bent. I Remember is the first book in the Remembrance series.
Cynthia’s first book is geared towards the Young Adult, Historical
and Paranormal Romance fans. She does hope to grow as a writer and write in
multiple genres. Her second series; is a
steamy romance called Learning to Trust,
part of the Learning Series, coming out in August.
She tries to make her writing very
personal and close to her heart. Regular life is the inspiration for her books,
but her imagination takes them to new heights, opening up possibilities that
would normally not exist.
To
learn more about the author, please visit Cynthia’s website at:
Cynthia
P. O’Neill Links:
Website: www.cynthiaponeill.com
Facebook: www.facebook.com/authorcynthiaponeill
Twitter: www.twitter.com/cynthiaponeill or @cynthiaponeill
Blogspot: http://cynthiaponeill.blogspot.com
Pinterest: www.pinterest.com/cynthiaponeill
Learning
to Trust Buy Links:
Amazon Canada
Barnes & Noble: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/learning-to-trust-cynthia-p-oneill/1116292058?ean=2940148512035
Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/345752
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EXCERPT:
He pulled his phone from his pants
pocket, typed some words rather quickly, and then returned it to his
pocket.
“What are you doing?” I wondered
aloud. I sincerely hoped that wasn’t about me.
“Nothing you need to concern yourself
with. Just had a thought that I’d like
to run by someone and wanted to jot it down before I lost it.”
”Just so you know, I don’t like it
when people are secretive around me. It
makes me nervous and I tend to push people away.” I don’t know why I was being so upfront with
him, but, this phone messaging had me on edge.
I can’t stand secrets.
He walked towards me with a wry smile
and backed me slowly against the wall.
He leaned into me, tracing his nose up my neck, and I heard the closet
door close. “I like that you’re feisty, Laurel
The electricity between us hung heavy
in the air. It was so palpable you could
taste it. My skin was on fire from his touch.
Every synapse of every nerve ending was firing off rapidly and my
breathing continued to accelerate.
Something felt dark and dangerous about Garrett, but at the same time,
I’d never desired anyone more. No one
had ever managed to elicit the kind of reactions he was driving from my
body.
He leaned in closer, his body molding
up against mine. “Are you going to answer me?” he whispered in my ear, his
voice becoming a little more commanding.
My eyes closed, trying to make sense of what I was feeling. Just his voice and soft touch made my head
spin; I was thankful that I had the wall to lean into for support. I finally found the strength to answer.
“Yes,” I murmured.
His lips began to nibble on my left
earlobe. “Yes, you’ll answer, or yes, you trust me?”
“Yes, I trust you.”
His hand began to caress my face as his
lips continued their assault on my earlobe and neck. “Do you have any idea how breathtakingly
beautiful you are tonight? You’re
driving me crazy.”
My head began to spin as his lips
moved up across the side of my cheek to my chin at an achingly slow pace. At the same time, his right hand started to
travel down my neck, where his fingers traced the low neckline of my
dress.
My heart raced as the palm of his
hand brushed gently across one of my breasts.
I was surprised by how heavy my breasts felt. I could feel my nipples harden, straining
against the fabric of my bra. Soon his
lips were pressed hard on my mouth, tugging at my bottom lip. “Ahh,” I moaned as his tongue plunged deeply
into my mouth, sending my mind scattering to the heated overload of sensation
my body was feeling. Our mouths began to
move in perfect unison with one another.
My
conscience screamed at me. Tell him to
slow down. You know this is moving too
quickly. What are you thinking?!
I tried
to move away, ever so slightly put some distance between our bodies, but his
hips pressed harder, grinding into mine.
His erection felt huge, bulging out hard from his slacks and pressing up
against my belly. I couldn’t believe how
much this man wanted me and was surprised that my body was responding with
unheeded desire for him.
Garrett
finally pulled back long enough for us to take in deprived lungs full of
air. After a few more breaths, I asked,
in a rather shaky and exhaustive tone, “Can we please slow things down a bit?”
Both of
his hands rose up the wall to rest on either side of my head. He took a few more deep breaths and kissed me
chastely on the lips before resting his forehead against mine.
“My
apologies, Laurel
He lifted one of my hands towards his
lips and kissed it gently before placing it atop his shoulder. He repeated the same thing with my other
hand, indicating he wanted me encircling his shoulders. Then he cupped my face with his own hands and
leaned in for a gentle kiss.
The tenderness of this new kiss made
me feel more secure in his arms. We
continued this way for what seemed like an eternity, until I heard the door
open and Hannah walk in calling, “Laurel
We both pulled away from the
wall. He had a quizzical look on his
face, as if he’d forgotten we were in the closet in my dorm room. “Roommate?”
he whispered.
I nodded in response. What are we
supposed to do now? Wait her out?
We waited to hear what she was
doing. As soon as we thought the coast
was clear, we tried leaving the closet, only to find her standing there with
her arms crossed and smiling up a storm, knowing she’d caught us.
She didn’t wait for an introduction,
but stuck out her hand to Garrett. “Hi, Handsome, I’m Hannah, Laurel
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