Caught in Us by Layla Hagen
(Lost #3)Publication date: August 3rd 2015
Genres: Contemporary, New Adult, Romance
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Synopsis:
Dani Cohen knows Damon is trouble the second he walks in during senior year. He has bad boy written all over him. . .from his arrogant smirk to his perfectly toned abs. He is arrogant, intense, rebellious.Dani has her future all planned out. She’s not the type to fall for a bad boy, no matter how panty-melting his grin is or how shamelessly he flirts. But something about Damon draws her in, awakening a desire she’s never felt. Slowly, she uncovers the secrets Damon hides: underneath his arrogance lies a tortured soul, his flirting smile masks despair.
Damon arrives in Dani’s life against his will. Carrying the scars of a dark past and facing an uncertain future, he knows he should stay away from her, but can’t. Her innocence consumes him, as does the desire to indulge in the passion igniting deep inside her.
An all-consuming bond blooms into a reckless love. But when mistakes from the past threaten their already fragile future, can their love survive?
A steamy and emotional full-length, standalone love story from the USA Today Bestselling author of Withering Hope.
Excerpt
"You're
not all that bad for a rich girl," he says.
This
snaps me out of my daydreaming. Or, well, lip-dreaming. "You say
it like I should take it as a compliment."
"It
is a compliment. You're a breath of fresh air." He shifts on his
side, facing me.
"So
are you. You're different from everyone I know."
"Is
it because I'm devastatingly good-looking?" he says
mischievously.
I roll
my eyes at him. "It's because you are extremely modest. We
should go back. You know, hanging around with me is going to ruin
your reputation."
"What's
that supposed to mean?"
"You
didn’t notice the way people looked at us last Friday? Or today in
the cafeteria?"
"So
what?" His eyes widen, and he grins. "You're ashamed people
might see you with me?"
I gasp
slightly. "That's not true."
"You're
afraid they'll think we were secretly making out," he teases.
"They
will not think that." Heat surges in my cheeks.
"Hazel
seems to think exactly that."
I can't
be blushing. I can't be blushing. Damon eyes one of my cheeks and
then the other. His grin widens. Of course, I'm blushing.
"You'd
like to make out with me? You just have to say it. I assure you I'm a
perfectly good kisser." He leans into me, his eyes scanning me
playfully. Does he know what he's doing to me with his dark green
eyes and his annoyingly beautiful lips? He, who must have touched
tens of other lips with his, and toyed with as many hearts? My heart
beats so fast I legitimately fear I might faint. He's
just joking, Dani.
"Not
every female around wants to kiss you." How I muster the wits to
say the next words, I'll never know. "You're not as good-looking
as you think."
"But
you admit I'm good-looking?"
"I
didn't say that."
"You
didn't deny it," he says.
"Please
go work your charm on someone else who is more experienced with these
games. I'm not."
He pulls
back. "What do you mean?"
"We
have to go." I take my plate and jump to my feet. He catches up
with me on the stairs, grabbing my arm.
"You've
never been kissed?" he asks.
I debate
lying for a second, but I've never been any good at it. "No, I
haven't. Go ahead. Laugh."
He's not
laughing. "Why?" he seems genuinely confused, and I
almost laugh. He reminds me so much of James right now, who is always
completely bewildered by the fact that no guy is into me.
"I
don't think I'm anyone's type here at school," I explain.
"Figures.
I knew most here are idiots; I didn't realize just how much."
The
implication in his words fills me with warmth and relief: that there
is something wrong with them. Not with me.
"So
no one was lucky enough to taste your lips," he says, and then
does something that petrifies me. He runs his thumb over my upper
lip, then my lower one. My thighs involuntarily press themselves
together as heat billows between them. A whiff of breath rushes
through my lips.
"We
should go to class," I murmur.
"Sure."
A smile plays on his lips all the way to the class. We attract
stares, just as I predicted. This time, he does notice them. Leaning
into me, Damon says, "You were right. They are looking at us,
but I was right too."
"What
do you mean?"
"They
are convinced we spent the entire break making out. And if you
continue to blush so deliciously, I'll wish we had."
Author Bio:
My name is Layla Hagen and I am a New Adult Contemporary Romance author.
I fell in love with books when I was nine years old, and my love affair with stories continues even now, many years later.
I fell in love with books when I was nine years old, and my love affair with stories continues even now, many years later.
I write romantic stories and can’t wait to share them with the world.
And I drink coffee. Lots of it, in case the photo didn’t make it obvious enough
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