Four Letter Word by J. Daniels
Title: FOUR LETTER WORD
Author: J. Daniels
Series: Dirty Deeds, #1
On Sale: October 4, 2016
Publisher: Forever
Trade Paperback: $14.99 USD
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Fate. Hate. Love. Lies. Which four letter word will change their lives forever?
Sydney Paige was never so mortified to hear the words "wrong number" in her life. She meant to tell off the guy who broke her best friend's heart, but unleashed her anger on a perfect stranger instead. And now her world is turned upside down by the captivating man who wants to keep her on the line.
Brian Savage is living a life he's quickly come to hate—until Sydney's wild rant has him hooked and hungry for more. Soon the sexy woman on the phone becomes the lover in his bed. But Brian has secrets, and the closer he lets Syd get, the harder it is to shield her from the devastating mistakes of his past . . .
AUDIO CLIPS
Listen to two clips from the audiobook from FOUR LETTER WORD, narrated by Sebastian York and Kate Russell
Syd’s Phone Call
Brian’s Reaction
EXCERPT
I’d
been in Dogwood a month and had been down to the ocean only once.
Insane, right? I lived at the beach and I wasn’t experiencing it.
It
hadn’t been a priority, and honestly, I didn’t have a lot of free
time on my hands.
When
I wasn’t picking up shifts at Whitecaps, I was talking on the phone
to Brian, shut up in my room or doing it lying on the couch if Tori
wasn’t home.
Now
I wasn’t shut up in my room or lying on the couch, quilt-covered
and heart-shattered. I was no longer talking on the phone to Brian
and I wanted to see the ocean. I wanted to feel the sand beneath my
feet and skim the waves with my hand.
I
had tons of free time tonight while Tori got laid. Might as well make
the most of it.
I
took the stairs down a level and stepped out beneath the deck.
A
couple was sitting on a hammock going at it like their boat was
sinking, sloppy-suctioning kisses and need-filled moans spilling into
the air.
There
had to be a handful of empty rooms in that house. They couldn’t
pick one and save me the surround sound?
Gross.
I
followed the sand-covered path down the beach, taking small sips of
my daiquiri as I went. Deep voices grew louder the closer I got to
the water. I wasn’t paying much attention to them. I was looking
ahead and forward to feeling the temperature of the ocean and maybe
even finding a couple of pretty shells when the voices grew loud
enough to hear clearly.
Very
clearly.
That’s
when it happened.
I
stopped, feet frozen and ears alert when one of the voices not only
grew loud enough to focus on but also registered in my mind as a
voice I’d possibly heard before.
“Don’t
know why I gotta keep repeating myself. It wasn’t like that,” the
man said, sounding irritated. “She was sweet and good to talk to.
Funny and cute about shit. Real cute. The fact that she was also a
stunner didn’t surprise me. I heard it in her voice. But for the
last fuckin’ time, and I mean this, I’m not saying it again,
that’s not what got me. I was fucked before I even saw her
picture.”
“You
saying you were gone for a girl you never fucking met, Brian? Not
possible,” the other guy replied.
I
sucked in a breath.
Brian.
A
phantom heartbeat fluttered in my chest.
No
way…
With
gentle steps, I moved closer to the voices, reached the end of the
path, and peeked around an overgrown bush, spotting the two men
standing on the beach.
I
watched the one guy, taller than the other, who had his back to me,
cross his arms over his chest and say to his friend, “Yeah, that’s
what I’m saying. You talk to Sydney one fuckin’ time and you’ll
know where I’m coming from. It was that fuckin’ good.”
I
squeaked then. Not a gasp but a squeak I tried to conceal with a
quick hand to my mouth, cup hitting the sand, but it was too late.
They
both heard it.
Two
pairs of eyes sliced in my direction. I stared back at the one pair
coming from the one voice I knew,
in my blood and my bones and the breath filling me, I knew that voice
and the man it belonged to.
He
stared back, eyes narrowing to focus better, focusing enough to make
me out where I stood then going round and filling with surprise.
Pain
lanced through me.
I
wanted to run. To him or away, I didn’t know which urge was
stronger, and it felt like I was being pulled in both directions by
forces I couldn’t fight so I stood there, staring back as my hand
uncovered my mouth and skimmed my throat.
“Brian?”
He
was moving before I spoke, long legs closing in fast, and before I
could blink, he was right in front of me, close enough to smell and
feel
if
my eyes were closed but I definitely couldn’t test that theory
right now.
I
stared unconsciously into his face, tilting my head back to do so and
taking in every inch of him.
Dark
hair buzzed close to his scalp, thick eyebrows and deep green eyes,
several days’ worth of stubble coating his jaw, which appeared
sharp beneath it and full, perfect lips, parted as he breathed slow
and heavily.
Beautiful.
I
knew he was.
“Oh,
my God,” I whispered. “It’s you.”
He
blinked, breath shuddering.
“You
recognize me?” he asked.
I
bit my lip to suppress a moan because, God,
that voice. It melted my insides when it sweetly assaulted my ears
and turned my bones to jelly. It always had but now, seeing the man
behind it and the mouth responsible for it, watching it shape and
twist those words so perfectly, I was done.
Done.
Toast.
A
goner.
I
blinked when he stepped closer.
“Syd,”
he pressed, eyes desperate as they searched mine.
“Holy
shit. Are you the girl?”
The
other man moved beside us and slapped his hand against Brian’s
back, who was keeping his eyes focused on me.
I
looked to the friend and recognized Exhibit A from Whitecaps, who I
now knew went by Cole.
“Uh,”
I answered.
I
was in shock. Was he expecting me to speak?
Cole
grinned. “Small world,” he chuckled, looking between us. “Small
fucking world. I’ll leave you two alone since you probably have a
lot to talk about.”
He
gave me a wink then shuffled past me and disappeared down the path,
doing just that. Leaving us alone.
I
was alone…with Brian.
Oh,
God.
Oh…God.
Now what?
I
looked up and met pleading greens, filled with desperation I could
feel against my skin.
Questions
and confusion swirled in my brain. My stomach was doing nothing but
flips and excited little twists.
It
was Brian. My body knew Brian and it was acting up impulsively,
reacting to that smooth familiar voice and more, and when he reached
out and held my face, thumb sweeping over my cheek as his lips
whispered, “Wild,” soft and ache-filled, I stopped thinking and
feeling altogether and sprang, launching myself at him and into his
arms, which curled instantly around me, drawing me nearer and higher
until our mouths met in a kiss that hurt and healed so deeply my soul
cried out.
Knew
it would be.
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
J. Daniels is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of the Sweet Addiction series and the Alabama Summer series. She loves curling up with a good book, drinking a ridiculous amount of coffee, and writing stories her children will never read. Daniels grew up in Baltimore and resides in Maryland with her family.
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