SYNOPSIS
After a horrible day at work, I came home to find my boyfriend...in a curious position. After determining why he was unhappy, I, Anne Watson, decided to try and fix our broken relationship. My four closest male friends, however, had another idea. Revenge.
Content Warning: This book contains a sexual assault scene and mature material.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
S.L. Siwik loves going to NJ diners on the weekend for inspiration, drinks a pot of coffee a day and loves finding new music to add to her playlist. Author of Just Good Friends and Winning Back Ryan.
Getting Back Annie, Office Perks and Sirens and Sweethearts are soon to be released.
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EXCERPT
I
stripped out of my clothes, and tried not to think about the fact that I was
naked in front of him. I needed to get over these mental issues. Brian sat down
on the covered toilet.
“I talked to Amanda today,” he said,
his eyes on mine. “She told me about the large bouquet you sent.”
“Oh, yeah?” I asked, stepping into
the shower. “I’m waiting for her to call me.”
“Annie…” He sighed. “She plans on
going after Ryan.”
I
paused for a moment, with body soap in hand.
“She can do whatever she wants. I don’t care.
We’re not together anymore.”
“I told her it would be a bad idea.
It would ruin your friendship permanently.”
“She’s always been attracted to the
drama. It doesn’t matter, Brian. I don’t care,” I said, lifting my arms to
lather.
The
door opened, a naked Brian standing there. I whirled around, to find him
smirking.
“You look like you needed some
help.”
“Do you walk in on every girl who
showers in your apartment?” I asked, feigning annoyance. My heart was racing so
fast that I was worried it might leap out of my chest.
“Generally,” he said, nodding. I
laughed, handing him the soap. “Can’t get my hair wet.”
“Why did you straighten your hair?”
he asked, as he poured soap out into the palm of his hand.
“Why? You don’t like it?” I asked.
“No, it looks very nice, it’s
just…you can’t twirl your finger around your curls anymore when you’re thinking
about something intently.”
I
froze for a moment, looking up at him. He met my gaze.
“Well, it’s not permanent,” I
offered. “The curls will come back eventually.”
“That’s good to hear,” his words
came out nearly a whisper in my ear as his hand began running down my arm with
the soap. I closed my eyes with my back against the tiled wall at his mercy.
The truth was that I just wanted him to touch me. “Pick your arms up,” he said.
His hands ran down my arms, across
my shoulders, gently massaging. I gasped as his fingers ran over my breasts,
his thumbs flicking my nipples then cupping them before moving on, his hands
exploring down my sides to my hips. I was breathing loudly now, licking my
lips, my eyes closed. His one hand rested on my hip, the other moved down until
I felt his fingertips brush against my sex. I whimpered loudly and he pulled
his hand back.
“Now how could you think that I’m
not attracted to you?” he whispered.
I
lacked the mental capacity to even answer that question, my brain was
completely mush. I felt his desire
pressing against my outer thigh, and on instinct, I dropped my hand down to
touch him.
“No, put your hand back up,” he
murmured in my ear. I did what he commanded. “Good girl,” he whispered as his
hand went back down, stroking me. I spread my legs out, giving him better
access. My lower half arched into his hand.
“Open your eyes, love.”
I
looked at him, finding him staring at me. He held my eyes as his finger dipped
into my body. I whimpered loudly, my breathing erratic. While his finger was
inside me, stroking my core, his thumb massaged my clit.
My
mind was only able to think of one sentence.
“Please don’t stop.”
“I don’t plan to,” he said, his
voice low and seductive.
My
body began grinding against his hand as his finger touched a place inside me
that made my stomach quiver.
“So, this is what you like,” he
murmured, rubbing the spot more intensely.
It was unnerving to stare at him
while he worked my body into a frenzied state, and I wondered if I should feel
embarrassed. Normally, when I had sex with Ryan, I closed my eyes or we were in
positions where I couldn’t look at him. This felt so…intimate. Wordless
emotions ran through me as I stood there, and it was a lot to take in at once.
The term ‘being laid bare’ didn’t even cover how I felt. I was vulnerable, and
as though somehow it wasn’t only his fingers that I allowed to penetrate
me. His eyes held mine, and it felt as
though he tried to dip into my head and pull out every little secret that it
held.
REVIEW
All I can say is wow! This was a really long read but kept you intrigued from the first page to the last. This was an amazing book on so many levels. It touched on a couple of very sensitive issues but dealt with them in such a delicate way, that it was not disturbing in any way, shape or form.
The main character Annie is a very self conscious individual who is hurt deeply by her boyfriend Ryan's betrayal. The story focuses on her wonderful friendships with her four very unique friends George, Max, Ben and her best friend Brian. It also follows Annie's attempts at trying to win back Ryan's affection.
The story takes some intriguing twists and turns along the way with Annie discovering that she is much more than she ever imagined. Is Ryan really worth winning back? Or is the perfect guy for her much closer than she realises?
"Sometimes the person that you think you need the least is actually the person that you need the most."
Many will relate to Annie's insecurities and I can guarantee you that you will be wishing you had four male friends like these guys that were there for you at every turn.
This book is a must read!
Thank you very much for having me today! I feel honored! I appreciate the support!
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