The Other C-Word by MK Schiller is a Contemporary Romance published by Total E-Bound Publishing and was released on August 23, 2013.
Can she overcome her consuming desire for him?
Can he make her comfortable with the other C-word…commitment?
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Excerpt
“Well, he’s
here. I have to go,” I announced, getting up. Rick clasped my arm.
“Marley, he’s
not wearing a helmet,” Rick said.
“So?”
“That’s fine if
he’s not going to wear a helmet, but does he have one for you?” The question
surprised me, and my mouth went dry. I couldn’t find the answer. ‘None of your
business’ seemed cruel, when he looked so concerned. At the same time, I just
wanted to leave.
“Nope, he
doesn’t believe in them,” Dillon answered for me. I suddenly wanted to snatch
the perfect brown curls right out of Dillon’s head.
“Tell him to
come in here,” Rick commanded with a slow, ominous voice that almost scared me.
“Why?” I
demanded, pulling my arm out of his grasp.
“Because I want
to meet him, and that’s the appropriate way to pick up a lady when you’re
taking her out on a date.”
God
help me! I almost said
‘I’m not a lady’, but luckily, some inner sense of self-control stopped me from
uttering that embarrassing statement. Instead, I said, “It’s not a date.” That
wasn’t much better.
“Whatever it is,
I want to meet him,” Rick insisted.
“It’s not
prerequisite of our working relationship that you need to meet him,” I
retorted.
“That’s true,”
he said nonchalantly. I grabbed my purse, attempting to make a hasty exit.
“Call me when the police pick you up. I’ll be giving you a ride sooner than I
thought.”
I halted in my
tracks. “What are you talking about?” I demanded.
“It’s illegal to
ride without a helmet. It’s my duty as a citizen to report you. They’ll
probably confiscate his bike, and you’ll need a ride.”
I laughed, but
it came out like a hysterical shriek. Rick’s face remained impassive, except
for the vein that throbbed on his neck. Dillon looked like he was ready to
high-five Rick, infuriating me further. Dillon was my best friend, why was he
on Rick’s side?
“You… You can’t
do that,” I stammered.
“Then ask him
inside.” Rick and I stared at each other in an awkward standoff for several
minutes. His face was completely serious—hard, unyielding and commanding. I
tried to mimic his expression, but I knew I was failing miserably.
I finally brought
my face close to his and whispered in a low voice so only he could hear, “He
doesn’t want to come inside. He’s waiting for me out there because he’s going
to take me to his place and fuck the hell out of me for the next twenty-five
minutes and bring me right back here, so you can just back out of my business
right now.”
I pulled away,
expecting shock, disgust—even dismissal—but instead Rick gave a tight smile. It
wasn’t a happy one. It was as if he was holding back his anger. The throbbing
vein in his neck became more prominent. “He only lasts twenty-five minutes? You
don’t have very high standards, Marley.”
Author
Bio – MK Schiller
This is
my debut novel, and I’m thrilled to share it with you. I describe
myself as a hopeless romantic in a hopelessly pragmatic world. By day, I don a
magic cape, calculator (sometimes an abacus), and an assortment of gel pens for
my work in the world of finance. But by night, I sit by the warm glow of my
computer monitor, and think of stories that will warm the heart, and cheer the
soul.
There
is nothing better than the intimate journey and ultimate satisfaction that only
a swoon-worthy romance can provide, especially if there are a few laughs along
the way. Although writing is my passion, I am a reader first and
enjoy nothing more than curling up with a good book and some tasty Italian (the
food, of course!). I hope you will enjoy my work and please drop me a line. I’d
love to hear from you.
Author
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