Because we love you… Because My Heart Said So is now available to PRE-ORDER on Amazonat the special low price of $3.99 for a limited time! This upcoming Friends-To-Lovers Collection by Nia Forrester, Jacinta Howard, Lily Java and yours truly is set to release June 15. Until then, I’m excited to share the blurb and an excerpt from my story, Blur.
About Blur by Rae Lamar
Jade Warner is back home. The bad part? Starting over. The best part? Reconnecting with Kyle Malone. Picking up where they left off years ago, it feels just like old times…except for the mutual attraction and questionable feelings, which are all brand new. For Jade and Kyle, it’s unthinkable to hook up given the history of their fail-safe friendship, but anything can happen when you live under the same roof…
Excerpt from Blur
Kyle eased to a stop behind the car in his driveway. After memorizing every single detail including its license plate, he cut the lights and killed the engine.
What should have been an all-nighter ended up being a lot shorter once another photographer arrived at the site. Kyle had called Freddie to step in and take over, having full confidence that he would finish it off beautifully now that the client’s complaints had been mitigated by Kyle’s ability to quickly relocate to an ideal setting. In record time, they arrived at the studio owned by a close friend who didn’t hesitate to offer it up to the group as a favor to Kyle.
It had all been resolved in less than two hours.
On his way home, Kyle refused to think about why he had been so quick to remove himself from the chaotic scene. Any other night, he would’ve had no problem taking over and finishing the shoot himself. That’s why he’d received the call in the first place; the enraged client had fired the contracted photographer due to creative differences. With time ticking away, the remaining staff scrambled to figure out what to do next until several of the models on set announced their collective recommendation.
They all wanted Kyle Malone.
But Kyle wanted to get back home to Jade.
When he arrived on set, Kyle immediately voiced his gratitude for the glowing endorsement, assessed the scene and got to work. This was his element; he naturally thrived in tense, tumultuous environments.
But this time, it felt…different.
Dismissing the internal disruption, he did his best to push through it but the night’s chaos soon brought clarity. Before he could question his decision, Kyle chatted with the models, strategized with the client, made some calls and found a way to fully satisfy everyone involved before rushing back to his car.
Rushing back home to Jade.
Kyle pressed a button above his head to active the garage door, still staring at the unfamiliar car in his driveway. After sitting quietly for a few seconds, he got out and stalked toward the front entrance of his house. Just as he arrived, the door swung open to reveal the profile of an anxious Jade, who was too busy frantically waving her hand to rush the owner of the unfamiliar car through the entryway to notice Kyle watching her every move. When she finally shifted her gaze to find Kyle staring back at her, Jade’s eyes widened in surprise.
Kyle shifted his gaze to the man standing behind her.
“Kyle,” Jade said in a shaky voice. “Umm, hey… you’re back pretty early…”
“Kyle? So you’re the big brother Jade talks so much about.” Stepping through the doorway, the man looked Kyle in the eye and extended his hand. “What’s up, man…I’m Daryl.”
The look Kyle gave him was lethal.
Jade glanced at Daryl and smiled in apology. “Maybe you should go. I’ll call you later.”
Daryl hesitated, causing Kyle to take a step forward and Jade to nod anxiously for him to leave. Shrugging, Daryl mumbled goodnight and walked away.
“I’m really sorry about that,” Jade said to Kyle after Daryl was out of earshot. She attempted a genuine smile…and failed. “How’d the shoot turn out—”
“Hey!” Daryl yelled from the driveway. “I’m blocked in!”
Jade looked past Kyle to see Daryl standing with his arms spread. She pressed her lips together and reluctantly lifted her eyes to Kyle’s in a silent plea to move his car so Daryl could leave. When he didn’t budge, she sighed. “Kyle, please—”
“Who the fuck is dude, Jade?” Kyle finally asked in a low voice as he pinned her with a steely glare. “And what the fuck is he doing in my fucking house?”