Release Blitz Me + You by Gina Azzi

Title: Me + You

Author: Gina Azzi

Release: February 15, 2018

Synopsis

Eager for a career in government and excited to explore a new city, Emma Stanton is thrilled to accept an internship on Capitol Hill. When unexpected financial difficulties arise, she trades happy hours with colleagues for a second job, serving at D.C. restaurant Barracuda. Prepared for a semester of long hours and little fun, Emma’s outlook brightens after meeting her boss, Luke Harrington.

Luke has worked toward one goal his whole life: becoming a professional boxer. On the brink of his title shot, he inherits his late uncle’s restaurant and hires Emma on the spot. When she proves to be more than just an employee, Luke struggles to balance his business, his boxing, and his desire to win Emma’s heart.

Coming from two different worlds, Emma and Luke skirt around their mutual attraction, certain they can’t fit into each other’s futures. But what kind of idealist doesn’t chase her dreams? And what kind of boxer doesn’t fight for what he wants? As their hearts collide, so do their worlds... even the dark parts that threaten to keep them apart.

Me +You Excerpt 1

Emma’s skin tastes like peaches and summertime and I swear I could spend every night of my life tangled up with her. The hot water from the shower head beats down on us as I keep her body pressed against mine, enjoying the way she shivers beneath my touch, how she arches into me. Her bangs are slicked back from her forehead and, for the first time, I study the openness of her face. She’s barely wearing any makeup and whatever she did brush across her cheeks and lips has been washed away in a stream of water. Her eyes are wide, a spark of vulnerability flickering in them. Her lips are parted, her breath escaping in little pants. But her hands, they’re tracking my every move, sliding up my back, across my shoulders, down my arms.

She wants this as much as I do. I know she does.

Me + You Excerpt 2

“Emma,” I call out, stopping her so she turns around.

She looks at me expectantly and I take two strides over to her. I’m so close I can reach out and touch her which is what my fingers are itching to do but I restrain myself.

“I like you,” I blurt out. That was lame. This is harder than I thought. I know how to ask girls if they want to hookup for a night or meet for a quickie in a back alley. I have no clue how to date someone. “And I’m not good at this.” I gesture between us. What the hell is wrong with me? I tug on the back of my neck, looking down for a moment before meeting her gaze again.

Confusion crosses her features before a blush blooms in her cheeks, down her neck, spreading across her collarbone. Her eyes are wide, her lips parted slightly, and I know that any words I jumble out will ultimately fail me.

I pull her closer to me and when she doesn’t resist, I lower my mouth to hers and capture her lips in a kiss so searing I hope it burns a memory straight onto her heart. Pulling her closer, I try to get her to understand what I’m saying without actually saying it.

My hands move to frame her face and I tilt her head, giving myself more access to her mouth, to deepen the kiss, to strengthen the connection between us. God, she’s soft and sweet and curling against me in all the right places. I could lose myself in her if I’m not careful. But who wouldn’t want to lose themselves in a girl like Emma anyway?

A deliciously sweet moan falls from her lips and her hands trail up, her fingers closing around my wrists. Instead of pulling away, she inches closer and my heart stutters. Screw words, kissing is so much better. Sweeter. Hotter.

I kiss her fiercely, memorizing the feel of her soft skin against my calloused palms. Breathing her in, a delicious mixture of vanilla and coconut, I talk myself out of taking this further. Because as much as I want her body under me, I want her more. All of her. And I want her to want it all as much as I do.

Breaking apart, I run my thumbs over her cheekbones and keep her eyes trained on mine. Her eyes are clouded with the same lust that courses through my veins. Her lips are slightly swollen and a delicious pink I want to bite into all over again. Our breaths mingle, hot and heavy and full of want. Of more.

“Go out with me,” I whisper against her lips.

She nods.

And that’s the only confirmation I need before I kiss her all over again.

Me + You Excerpt 3

Jesus. I can’t think. I can’t breathe. I can barely move.

I am consumed, fully and whole-heartedly, by Luke. His hands, his eyes, his lips, everything. In this moment, I can’t imagine wanting him to ever stop touching me, looking at me, feeling me. His kisses are scorching hot, his eyes are searing in their intensity, and the roughness of his hands as they glide over my skin sends shivers up my spine and down my arms.

My senses are still recovering from the first kiss that left me paralyzed. My mind is still reeling from the fact that he asked me out. On an actual, real, serious, pick-you-up-at-your-place date.

I want to go out with him. I definitely do. But I want to go home with him even more. In this moment, I want that more than my next breath. My God. The tension that’s been building between us from the beginning is finally seeping out, like hot air from a balloon, as his lips move down to my neck, his teeth nipping behind my ear.

“Take me home with you.” My voice is low and husky. I’ve never heard it sound like that before. But then again, I’ve never been so desperate to be with someone. At this point, I don’t even care if I’m a fling.

He hesitates, his fingers stopping momentarily, his lips still pressed against my neck.

“Please.”