Separation
Games
by CD Reiss
by CD Reiss
Series:
The Games Duet # 2
Release Date: January 3, 2017
Genre: Contemporary Romance/Erotic Romance
Release Date: January 3, 2017
Genre: Contemporary Romance/Erotic Romance
"CD Reiss writes the best erotica I have ever
read."
Meredith Wild, #1 New
York Times bestselling author of The Hacker Series
Synopsis:
The stunning conclusion to the New York Times Bestseller.
There’s one, unbreakable rule in the game.
Stay collected. Compartmentalize. Think your next move through.
Never let your heart dictate your tactics.
The heart is impulsive.
The heart makes bad decisions.
The heart doesn’t see the long game.
Because the heart may have decided to get Adam back, but when
the endgame comes, the heart’s going to be the first thing to break.
Separation Games
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Excerpt
He took my hand, putting it in his lap as if it
was finally home. “What are we doing?” he asked.
“Screwing up.”
“Like it’s our job.”
“If you’re going to do something, I say, do it all the way.”
He squeezed my hand. I was jarred
by the way he looked in the direction of the window, but not through it. He
didn’t
look like the commanding Dominant who had been my partner for the past few
weeks. As handsome as ever, and graceful and sharp, a leader and a decider, but
not the same.
He
faced me. “I
don’t know
how to fix this.”
The
streetlights glinted off the light in one eye and his jaw locked, catching
things he’d
never say. He looked like a man I knew and abandoned. Manhattan Adam.
“We can’t fix it,” I said, putting his hand in my lap, watching our clasped hands make a
new form. I rubbed the outside of his thumb with mine, feeling it’s familiar shape, the strength of
the knuckle and the texture of his skin on mine. “We have to build something new. And we can.” I looked up from our
hands to his face.
Could
I make him feel my optimism? Could I take a piece of it onto a fork and lift it
to his lips? Would they part? Would he let me lay it on his tongue? Would he
chew and swallow, saying “I do. I do believe we can, I do.”
He
didn’t say
that. He didn’t
believe, but his lips needed to touch my belief and his tongue needed to taste
my hope.
I
don’t
know if I kissed him or if he kissed me, but it felt like a first kiss, with
full quivering that left me paralyzed at his nearness. The act of two tongues
tasting each other was so intimate between strangers, so taken for granted over
time, and so rarely is the wonder of it felt through to the bone.
He
was licorice. Fennel and leather. And he moved like cool water, reacting to my
movements, countering with his hands and his mouth, covering me with his
attention. The kiss was the sway of sex, the smell of it, the carnal desire
without the promise of anything but another dance.
About the Author
CD
Reiss is a New York Times bestselling author. She still has to chop wood
and carry water, which was buried in the fine print. Her lawyer is working it
out with God but in the meantime, if you call and she doesn't pick up, she's at
the well, hauling buckets.
Born
in New York City, she moved to Hollywood, California to get her master's degree
in screenwriting from USC. In case you want to know, that went nowhere, but it
did give her a big enough ego to write novels.
Critics
have dubbed the books "poetic," "literary," and
"hauntingly atmospheric," which is flattering enough for her to put
it in a bio, but embarrassing enough for her not to tell her husband, or he
might think she's some sort of braggart who's too good to chop a cord of wood.
If
you meet her in person, you should call her Christine.
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