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Title: Kid
Series: Cerberus MC #2
Author: Marie James
Genre: Romance/Contemporary/MC
Release Date: June
22, 2016
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Khloe
When
Khloe Devaro’s best friend and fiancé is lost to the war in Iraq, she’s beyond distraught.
Her intentions of joining him in the afterlife are thwarted by a Cerberus
Motorcycle club member. Too young to do anything on her own, the only
alternative she has now is to take Kid up on his offer to stay at the MC
Clubhouse. As if that’s not a disaster waiting to happen, but anything is
better than returning to the foster home she’s been forced to live in the last
three years.
"Kid"
Dustin
“Kid” Andrews spent four years as a Marine; training, fighting, and learning
how to survive the most horrendous of conditions. He never imagined that
holding a BBQ fundraiser for a local fallen soldier would end up as the
catalyst that turns his world upside down. Resisting his attraction for a girl
he’s not even certain is of legal age was easy, until he’s forced to intervene
when her intentions become clear. All his training is wasted as far as he’s
concerned, since none of that will help him when it comes to Khloe.
Will the
self-proclaimed man-whore sleep with a woman in every country he visits as planned,
or will the beautiful, yet feisty girl living down the hall throw a wrench in
his plan?
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EXCERPT
I
take in every inch of him, noticing first his muscular arms and wide shoulders.
I see part of a tattoo peeking out from the arm of his t-shirt. The tiny hint
makes me want to see it all. I’ve always been partial to inked bodies, loving
how a story can be told in ink rather than words.
His
dark, brown beard is ridiculously neat, trimmed to perfection. It surrounds
pouty, kissable lips. I can’t help but wonder if he has chest hair. I’ve always
been attracted to very masculine men. I realize how much of a freak I am,
staring at this stranger, itching to see the rest of his tattoos and wondering
what he’d look like naked, how my fingers would feel caressing his skin.
Soothing
brown eyes look back at me, almost pleading with me to change my views of the
world. His hair is longer on top than on the sides, tousled and messy as if
he’s been running his hands through it for hours. Sexy, this man is incredibly
sexy. He has an edge of danger to him, but at the same time, he seems completely
approachable. He’s a wash of contradictions.
“I’m
sorry about your fiancé,” he says reaching his hand out to take mine.
I
pull away immediately, unable to hide the quiver in my lip at the mention of
Alec.
“Don’t,”
I say unsure of what the word is in reference to. Don’t touch me. Don’t mention
the death of my best friend. Don’t walk out of here and leave me alone.
A
few minutes of peace are all I’ve gotten since Alec’s death. A handful of times
over the last couple of weeks my mind would shut down, and I forget, briefly,
just how much I’ve lost. I got that reprieve looking at Kid until he ruined it
by opening his mouth.
Why
do people always feel the need to speak? Why verbalize the pain others are
feeling? Sometimes just sitting, being available if needed is the best thing
you can do.
“He’s
my best friend,” I say on a choked sob. I have no idea why I’m telling him
this. I don’t know why I feel the need to ease the hurt I saw in his eyes when
I pulled my hand away from his touch. “Was. I lost my best friend.”
“Yeah,”
he says, his voice full of sorrow. “I know what that feels like.”
I
pull my eyes from looking at my own hands and look back at him. For the first
time, I notice dog tags hanging around his neck. Small pieces of metal,
unassuming for the most part, but I know they tell a story. Every soldier who
wears them has one. It seems in a time of war, those stories get harder to
tell.
Kid
is young. I know he’s older than me. Even with an unmarred face and bright
young eyes, he’s got an air about him that lets you know he’s seen more than
most. He’s suffered more than most.
I
immediately feel some sort of kindred-ship with him. I begin to shut the little
part of myself down that he somehow forced me to open. He’s so young; there’s a
good chance he’s still a soldier, and there’s no guarantee that any of them are
safe. It’s best to just keep every one of them at a distance.
“You’re
in the Army?” I finally manage to ask, angling my head at the tags around his
neck.
I
watch as he reaches his hand up and touches them as if he’s worn them so long
he’s forgotten that they’re even there.
“I
was in the Marines,” he answers quickly. “I’ve been out for a couple years
now.”
“How
old are you?” Was a soldier? No longer in the service? He doesn’t look old
enough.
“Twenty-four.”
Six
years older than me. I shake my head, knowing he sees nothing but a child
sitting here in this bed. Not that I expect anything different, but I’m tired
of being viewed as a child.
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AUTHOR
BIO
Marie James: I’m a
full-time, working mother of two boys and wife of 11 years. I've spent almost
my entire lifetime living in central Texas, with only short stays in South
Carolina, Alabama, and Florida. I've always wanted to write novels and just
recently had the gumption to sit down and start one. My passions include
reading everything under the sun and plotting out new books to write in the
future.
Kincaid
is
my 7th book. I’ve also written the Hale Series, Love ME Like That,
and a FanFiction named Psychosis, featuring up and coming cover model, Matthew
Hosea, as the main character. This book was done for fun and all of the
proceeds are going to charity. All of my books are currently available on
Amazon.
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REVIEW
I
love me some motorcycle men! I think they are just calmer than other guys….when
you get on that bike you can’t help but turn off your mind! I love finding new
(to me) authors. I’ve been on this Indie kick lately and have found that they
write just as well, sometimes even better, that those Best Selling Authors.
Marie
James is a fantastic writer and her people are totally believable. I did feel
like there was something missing in this story. It felt like we were missing
some of Khloe’s back story information…I know, I know there was a lot of info
there but there just didn’t seem enough for me or it wasn’t the right info.
I
just adored Kid…he was playful and fun but such a gentlemen. These biker guys
are great! They seem very old fashioned and besides the “club whores” they seem
to treat women very respectfully. I think one of these stories should have the
guy falling for a club whore….it seems like those chicks are very manipulative.
I’d love to see that play off!
I
received this book for free in exchange for an honest review.
