Today I welcome fellow author, Synithia Williams, who is stopping by to share an excerpt with us from her debut release with Crimson Romance, You Can’t Plan Love. Check out the blurb and excerpt below. Happy reading!
After several bad relationships, Kenyatta Copeland decides to control her love life with the same discernment she uses in her professional life.
Knowing firsthand the heartbreak that comes when desire and emotion rule a relationship, Kenyatta assumes marrying Brad Johnson will lead to a stable life. But as much as she believes she can plan her future, it’s hard to ignore the way her boss, Malcolm Patterson, ignites her passions with just one look. After Malcolm learns of her engagement, he makes a play for her heart and reminds her that passion between a man and a woman has its perks … but also its costs. When Brad suspects there’s more than work between Kenyatta and Malcolm, he works harder to keep Kenyatta by his side. Torn between her promise to marry Brad and her irrepressible longing for Malcolm, Kenyatta must decide if she can live her life in a passionless marriage of convenience or once again trust her heart. Yet Brad isn’t as perfect as he seems, and by the time Kenyatta realizes this it may be too late.
Kenyatta reached around Malcolm to open the door, but he moved to block her. “I’ve done a good job of not mixing business with pleasure.” His eyes met hers. “Until you started working for me.”
Kenyatta’s pulse raced. She wanted to step away—run away—and tell him to stop saying things that made it so easy for her to forget he was everything she didn’t want in a man. But, her feet didn’t move a millimeter when he took a small step toward her.
“I think you should go.” Her voice was soft, breathless and completely contradicted with her words.
Malcolm took another step, bringing him close enough for his chest to brush against her breasts. “Say it like you mean it.”
She stared into his eyes. The heat in his gaze touched her just as much as a caress. Her eyes lowered to his lips and she remembered what kissing him felt like. She wanted him to kiss her again. It was foolish, and it was wrong, but she wanted him.
He reached out and slowly ran his fingers through her hair until he cupped the back of her head. Kenyatta knew things were getting out of hand and she opened her mouth to stop him. “I think…”
He cut her off when he brought his head down slowly and barely touched her lips with his. Her words died on her lips. She didn’t pull away when he ran his tongue lightly over her bottom lip. Blood rushed through her veins. Her breasts felt heavy, aching for his touch, while liquid heat shot from where their lips met to the core of her womanhood.
He continued to tease her mouth, slowly kissing and lightly sucking her lips until she pressed herself against him, begging for more. Finally, he deepened the kiss and pulled her tight against him. The burning passion—she’d convinced herself she could live without—flowed through her body as his tongue caressed hers. All coherent thought fled from her mind, as all she could do was taste, touch, and feel Malcolm.
Ladies, I don’t know about you, but I need a bath in a tub of ice. That was a hot excerpt! To read the rest of You Can’t Plan Love, the buy links are below. Be sure to show Synithia some love by leaving her a comment.