by Clare James
Publication date: September 27th 2014
Genres: Contemporary, New Adult, Romance
Her.
Him. Alone. Beach house.
Every
Wednesday.
BLURB
Her. Him. Alone. Beach house.
Every Wednesday. Clothing optional.
Twenty-one-year-old Aria Prince
has just moved back to her hometown to start over after a painful divorce.
She’s always prided herself on being an early bloomer, but had no idea she’d be
married, divorced, and the mother of a toddler by twenty-one. Surely menopause
was just a few months away, especially considering the hot flashes and night
sweats. Or was that just exhaustion?
Unlike her friends who were at
school, going to parties, and sowing their oats—wild and otherwise—Aria’s days
were measured in the number of orders she took at her family’s restaurant, the
chapters she read in her nursing text, the amount of Cheerios she cleaned up
off the floor, and the wet kisses she received from her son.
And that was just fine with her.
But when she began running into
her former best-friend Tristan Green—who was home taking care of his sick
father—at every turn, she remembered what it felt like to be just Aria. Not a
single mother, or sleep-deprived nursing student, or royal screw up. And though
she didn’t even have time to shave her legs, let alone consider a sex life,
Tristan makes an offer she’d be a fool to refuse.
Each day they’d give themselves
to those who needed them. Every day – except Wednesday. Wednesday they’d take
what they needed from each other.
Did she forget to mention Tristan
was gorgeous?
Or that they hated each other?
Well, you know what they say
about the line between love and hate … it’s a skinny-ass bitch. The question
was, could they keep their feelings out of it?
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Aria:
That is his request.
That is his request.
One day each week. Four
days each month. Twelve days over the summer… if the arrangement would even
last that long.
He looks at me and the
disdain in his eyes has disappeared. Now they warm for me. No. Burn. They burn
for me and through me.
Could I do this?
Should I?
“Well, Aria,” he purrs in
a voice I don’t recognize. “What do you think? Forget it all and become mine
for one day?”
My brain tries to make
sense of the sinful offer, but my body is already in motion – making my way to
the man I once knew.
His eyes delight with each
step I take toward him. His stance somehow opens for me. When I stop, however,
to meet his scorching gaze, a wave of confusion washes over his face and gives
him away. He’s not as confident as he lets on.
But when I answer his
offer with my lips, it’s the last time I see any kind of trepidation. No, at
that point I know – he will be in control from here on out.
And in a place very deep
inside, I am relieved.
Tristan:
It was a crazy, exciting, brilliant – thought maybe a bit sleazy – idea. But it made perfect sense. We were both stuck here for who knew how long, so why not make the most of it?
It was a crazy, exciting, brilliant – thought maybe a bit sleazy – idea. But it made perfect sense. We were both stuck here for who knew how long, so why not make the most of it?
Tonight’s the deadline for
her decision. Seven o’clock, only twenty minutes from now. Aria said she’d
consider my offer, but I’m not sure I can trust her.
Still, I light the
candles, straighten the bed, and hope.
And it’s excruciating.
Whoever said anticipation is half the fun is a moron.
I need to show her what
she missed when she left with him all those years ago. It was my fault, I know
that now. I waited too long, and when I finally got the balls to do something
about it, I was too late.
That’s when I learned that
nice guys finish last. Always. Forget the chick flicks where the nerd triumphs
and gets the girl – all that Michael Cera bullshit. Doesn’t happen. Unless
you’re Mark Zuckerberg or Jack Dorsey, and are on your way to making billions.
I’m ashamed to admit
that’s where my motivation came from. I thought I could erase Aria with another
woman. But I knew I needed to make some serious changes to do that. It’s why I
went to MIT. It’s also why I quit MIT to start my own company. And I why worked
around the clock and spent every cent I had on my latest idea.
For women.
At least that’s how it
started out.
And it worked. Once I got
out of Dodge, my lanky body filled out and I became confident and successful.
Women were no longer an issue.
Not that you’d know that now. As the clock ticks closer to seven, I’m coming undone and clearly losing my cool.
Not that you’d know that now. As the clock ticks closer to seven, I’m coming undone and clearly losing my cool.
Confidence? Out the
window.
Upper lip? Beaded in
sweat.
Nails? Chewed down to the
quick.
Hair? A big, kinky 1970s
bush, after continuously running my hands through it.
Balls? Blue, as they have
been since she came back into town.
Yep, in the span of ten
minutes, I’ve gone from Magic Mike to Jonah Hill.
Where are the assless
chaps when you need them?
Pacing around the room, I
listen as the waves crash on the beach outside the door. The door I’m willing
to open with my Jedi mind tricks. Forget everything I’ve done over the past
three years: the start-ups; the research; the hours behind the computer. None
of it matters now because I’ve become a pathetic shell of my former self, like
the kid I was in high school. The dorky computer geek who always landed in the
fucking friend zone.
In less than a month, I’ve
morphed back into that guy. Waiting on that girl. My mind races on an endless
loop of insecurities. Will she do it again? Will she stand me up? Will she
leave?
I know I shouldn’t care. I
have options a-plenty these days. Still, I want her. One day is all I’m asking
for. It’s all we need. One day a week. Four days each month. Fifty-two goddamn
times each year.
On the other
three-hundred-fourteen days, we could go back to business as usual. She would
pretend not to notice me in town and I’d pretend that I hate her sweet little
ass.
Author Info
Clare James writes steamy
contemporary romance and new adult stories, penning more than a dozen novels.
Her Entangled Brazen debut, CAUGHT, was a #1 Amazon Best-Selling Romance
Series, and the touching family drama, WEDNESDAY, also hit #1 as a category
bestseller on Amazon.
Clare is fan of spunky women,
gorgeous guys, and super-hot romance, and spends most of her time lost in
books. When she's not reading, you can find her locked away writing. Clare is
also a former dancer and still loves to get her groove on - mostly to work off
her beloved cupcakes and red wine. She lives in Minneapolis with her two
leading men - her husband and young son - and is always on social media
chatting with readers.
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