Hang on to your heartstings, because
Jealousy is one hell of a ride. It’s a roller coaster of emotion
and like nothing you’ve ever read before.
Is it possible to have a soulmate who
isn’t your lover? Did you ever wonder what it was like to love
someone with all your heart without being in love? Find out in
Jealousy. Two best friends, a straight woman and a gay man, struggle
to find someone to love as much as they love each other.
He’s the shoulder she leans on.
He worships her.
She shields and protects him.
He watches over her.
They’re soul mates for life.
They’re not lovers; they’re best
friends.
Their struggle to find someone who can
handle their intense bond is met with a roller coaster of raw
emotion, loyalty and heartache.
Follow their journey to find love.
When Heather Cooper married Peter, she
thought that she had finally found someone who could handle the
inseparable bond she shares with her gay best friend, Justin
Perrotta. It’s only a matter of time, however, before jealousy
rears its ugly head and Peter’s true feelings emerge. He starts
drinking, and his erratic behavior threatens their marriage.
Burned by an ex-boyfriend, Justin
refuses to open his heart to love again. Wild relationships and
one-night stands leave him lonely and unfulfilled, even though he
won’t admit it. He finds love when he least expects it, but his
fear of commitment threatens to ruin the best thing that has ever
happened to him.
In this unique read, the reader gets
two separate romances – Heather’s (m/f) and Justin’s (m/m) and
their friendship, which is the real romance.
(Previous released in 2013 under the
same title, Jealousy has received a new cover and re-edit.)
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Excerpt:
The invitation was
unexpected. She naturally assumed that once morning came, he would
be eager to leave and that her intense connection to him was
one-sided. “You want to take me to breakfast?” she asked, with a
kinked brow and playful smile.
“Yeah. Unless
you’re sick of me already.”
“Of course not.”
She offered him a deep kiss, hoping to keep him interested. “Stay
here and relax. I need to jump in the shower. I won’t be long. I
promise.”
She tilted her face
up into the hot spray of water and pushed her fingers through her wet
hair. She closed her eyes while her subconscious drifted off and
replayed the previous evening with Nick in her head. The rumble of
the shower doors abruptly startled her back to reality, and Nick
stepped inside to join her. She turned toward him and folded her
arms in front of her body to shield the scars from her accident.
“Stop doing
that.” Nick took her arms and placed them around his waist and
kissed her amidst the steamy water.
They lathered and
washed each other, slowly, sliding the soapy water over the curves of
each other’s body. It was sensual, not sexual. His kiss
penetrated her mouth, while the water pelted off her back and
splashed onto him. Her hand traveled over his sleek wet chest, and
just when it was about to travel further downward, he removed it from
his body and kissed the palm of her hand. He stepped out of the
shower, unfolded the large bath towel and held it open for her. She
looked at him quizzically for a moment before exiting the shower.
He wrapped the bath
sheet around the both of them and hugged her close to him. She felt
familiarity in his arms. Warmth and security. They stood on the
plush bathmat with their naked bodies pressed against one another.
Nick held her in his arms without moving or making a sound for a long
time, then he left her with a gentle kiss and the towel and strolled
into the bedroom to dress.
Heather’s eyes
followed his bare round butt cheeks as he walked away from her, and
she realized that she was beginning to fall for him. Her defense
mechanism kicked in, and she reminded herself that she barely knew
him . . . and he was young. She wondered how old he was, maybe 25.
He was probably only still here for sex. After yesterday, why else
would he be here? But he just passed up a perfect opportunity in the
shower. He was visibly aroused, and she was clearly receptive. They
could have easily had a third encounter, but he didn’t pursue it,
and now they were going to breakfast.
About
the Author:
Jenna
Galicki writes in multiple genres including mm, mmf and mf. The
Prince of Punk Rock (Radical Rock Stars Book 1) was a finalist in the
2015 Bisexual Book Awards.
A
native New Yorker, she now resides in Southern California. She's a
Rottweiler enthusiast and an avid music buff. When she's not hunched
over a computer, you can find her front row at a rock concert.
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