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“Their story is intense and poignant at times but it also has a lighter side to it as well. The authors words draw you into a storyline that holds hard and fast to your heart. Love to Hate You is an exceptional love story.”– Kylee (Goodreads Review)


The sound of the curtain in her changing room being pulled open echoed into my changing room, so I made sure my dick wasn’t visible, then pulled back my own curtain.
Jamie was zipping up Alexandra’s dress—the royal blue bandage strapless one—but she whipped around to face me when Jamie was finished.
Her eyes widened, pupils dilated, nostrils flared. It was a primal reaction that I would have to be an idiot to miss.
I had a primal reaction of my own—in my pants.
“Holy fuck,” I breathed.
She glanced away, but the smile that lifted one side of her mouth was dead sexy.
“You’re getting that one,” I said.
She smoothed her hands down the sides, turned on one foot, and glanced at herself in the mirror. “Yeah, I like it, too.”
“You can’t wear those two together, though,” Jamie said. “The blues are too close in color, but not close enough. If you know what I mean?”
Alexandra and I nodded.
“He should just wear a dress shirt and maybe dark gray pants when you wear that dress.”
“I have dark gray pants in the room,” I said, hooking a thumb toward my changing room and a stack of pants on the bench.
I stepped out and away from my room to get a better look at myself in the mirror outside the changing rooms. “What do you think?”
“I think it’s a perfect fit,” Jamie said. “Doesn’t even look like you’ll need tailoring.”
Alexandra nodded. “Looks good.” I caught her checking out my ass and grinned, but when she saw me see her, her eyes whipped up to the ceiling as if a flock of geese had just flown overhead.
“You guys got any brown wingtips?” I asked, focusing my gaze on Jamie.
He nodded. “Sure do. Size?”
I glanced back at Alexandra and smiled as I said, “Thirteen.”
I did not miss the flare of her eyes or the way they drifted down to the front of my pants.
“Eyes up here, lady,” I said, catching her gaze back in the mirror.
Startled, she ditched the surprised look and went with a glare before returning to her changing room and dramatically pulling the curtain closed again.
“What is the dynamic of your relationship?” Jamie asked, glancing back and forth between me and the closed changing room curtain.
“She’s my fiancée,” I said chipperly. “But she’d rather not be.”
Title: Finding Us
Author: Debra Presley
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Cover Designer: Buoni Amici Press
Hosted by: Buoni Amici Press, LLC.
She's beautiful, talented, and incredibly frustrating....
Bodyguard Danny Nucci will do anything to keep gorgeous pop star Abby Murphy safe--even if it means turning off his desire for the talented vocalist. After all, Danny's career is on the line, and now is not the time to jeopardize that. But when Abby's ex-boyfriend turns into a vicious adversary, Danny's forced to take matters into his own hands.
He's strong, determined, and unbelievably rugged....
Musical sensation Abby is ready for some freedom and independence. Leaving her cheating ex-boyfriend in the past is her top priority. The only problem: he's their guitarist. And he's not going down without a fight. Suddenly, Abby's in more danger than she ever imagined. Turning to her sexy bodyguard is her only option to let go of the past once and for all. But can a broken bodyguard with demons of his own find a future with an international star?
Debra is a USA Today Bestselling author and native New Yorker who made her escape to the suburbs. She often visits her hometown to visit her favorite deli for a bagel with butter, because there’s no better bagel than a New York bagel. When not in search of bagels, Debra spends her time running Buoni Amici Press with Drue Hoffman, a PR company for traditionally and independently published authors. She’s also the owner of The Book Enthusiast blog.
She started writing lyrics in her wall-to-wall NKOTB bedroom at the tender age of thirteen while dreaming of the day she’d become Mrs. Jordan Knight. That dream never came to fruition, but she has continued to write. Now she’s working on her first novel.
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