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Title: The First Rule of Hook-Ups

Title: Nina Crespo

Genre: Contemporary Romance

About The First Rule of Hook-Ups:

Someone once told me that there are worst things than being left at the altar. Well, not many, in my experience. That was six months ago, though, and my life has moved on. Heck, I have a new job lined up and I'm leaving town.

But, I can't deny that my love life kind of sucks.

That’s why I let my friends convince me to join them for Club Escapade’s Breakup Bash. And we might just be disillusioned enough to actually enjoy it. Last time we were here, it was for my bachelorette party. That night, I met one of the dancers – Raphael – and when he flirted with me, I almost forgot I was engaged. And there's a part of me that never forgot him.

Now, it seems my friends have wandered off and I’m thinking about calling it a night. Until the music begins and I see Raphael, my secret fantasy, on stage. And this time, I’m definitely not engaged...

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Exclusive Excerpt:

Alexa: I can’t believe I’m at a Breakup Bash, a party for women who have been dumped. I’m not that desperate. Then the music starts, and the sexiest man on earth is on stage. Maybe I am desperate…

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Screams of excitement and applause yanked her from the brink of an orgasm.

The music faded.

His chest heaved as if he’d run a race.

Her heart echoed in her ears. She moved to sit up, and her shin bumped his prominent erection.

He gritted his teeth with a sucked in breath. “Don’t. Move.” He nodded to someone backstage. As soon as the gold curtain dropped, Raphael eased off her. He hitched up his jeans, but it was obvious that he couldn’t zip past the bulge in his briefs.

She gripped his outstretched hand and scooted to the floor.

His gaze lingered on her mouth. He leaned in.

Desire pooled inside of her, and her legs wobbled. Months ago, she’d beaten herself up over the kiss they’d shared. Back then, he’d pressed his lips to hers and left her wondering about how he’d taste. What it would feel like to drift her tongue over his. Now she could find out.

Raphael halted millimeters away, then shook his head as if in answer to a silent question. He took off his cowboy hat and dropped it on her head. “One of the guys will show you back to your seat.” He spun on his heels and left.

Huh? No kiss? That’s not how this was supposed to end. “Wait!”

The blond-haired Hunk stood in front of her.

She ignored the gentlemanly offer of his arm and pushed past him.

A dozen or more of the Hot Body Hunks in various stages of undress rushed around behind the curtain and down the corridor to the left.

Raphael stalked down the one ahead of her.

She went after him, her heels clicking rapidly on the white tiles.

He glanced back. “This is a private area.”

“You forgot something.”

“Keep the damn hat.” He stopped at the end of the hallway and stabbed a code into a keypad next to a green metal door.

“That’s not why I’m here. I want that kiss you promised me.”

“Promised?” He released a harsh chuckle and yanked the door open. “Fairy tale’s over. This is reality. Any kiss I give you now, princess, ends with you only wearing the hat.”

Fairy tale and reality? Those two fickle bitches could kick rocks. She’d been left at the altar. Now, she’d been abandoned on a fake hay bale. She’d had it with guys not following through. Raphael revved her up.

He damn well needed to finish what he had started.

“My name’s Alexa, not princess, and I know what I want.” Alexa marched up to him and wound her arms around his neck. “For you to stop making excuses and ….”

About the Author:

Nina Crespo lives in Florida where she indulges in her favorite passions — the beach, a good glass of wine, date night with her own real-life hero and dancing. Her lifelong addiction to romance began in her teens while on a “borrowing spree” in her older sister’s bedroom where she discovered her first romance novel. Let Nina’s sensual contemporary stories and steamy paranormal tales feed your own addiction for love, romance, and happily ever after. Stay connected with Nina on Twitter, Facebook, Instagram, BookBub, or through her newsletter.