Tuesday, January 28, 2014

Teaser Tuesday #8 - Unforeseen Heartbeat

Only 2 more teasers after today! The Tuesday before Unforeseen Heartbeat releases, I'll be posting the entire prologue on my Wattpad account (http://www.wattpad.com/user/MaureenMayer), so be sure to check that out!

There is a release day party set up on Facebook with lots of giveaways, and donations from 40+ amazing authors. You won't want to miss out, so be sure to join the event

Since my teasers have been a little short lately, I decided to give you guys a longer teaser today. :)

*~Unedited and subject to change~*

I loved watching him move around the kitchen like an old pro, especially since he still wasn’t wearing a shirt, which made the view so much more enjoyable. The muscles in his back flexed as he flipped the bacon in one pan and mixed the hash browns until they were golden in another. I just couldn’t take my eyes off of him, but I didn’t want him to catch me ogling again.

Before I could stop myself, I dipped the spoon into the waffle batter and whispered over to Hunter, “Psst.” 

He slowly looked over his shoulder with an innocently sweet smile, his hand still holding the frying pan. The poor guy didn’t even see it coming as a big glop of batter went flying straight toward his face with an audible splat.  My eyes widened to the size of saucers, and I threw my hand over my mouth, trying with much difficulty to mute my giggling. Hunter stood there, not saying a word, while the batter slowly dripped off of his nose. He strode toward me like a predator stalking his prey, but I had nowhere to run. Shit, he was totally going to get me back for that. I could see it in his eyes, and then that devilish grin appeared. Oh yeah…I was gonna get it all right.

Hunter reached into the bag of flour, and I shook my head, pleading with him, but he just grinned even wider. “Don’t even think about—” A plume of flour exploded around me before I could finish my sentence. I released a dry cough and shook the flour from my hair, glaring in Hunter’s direction. That little bastard. He was hunched over from laughing so hard, so I took that opportunity to grab an egg and smash it on top of his head, rubbing it in for good measure. I gasped as he grabbed my wrists and pinned them behind my back.

Hunter looked down at me with a gravely serious expression, and I worried that I might have gone a little too far. “You do realize, babe…this means war.” And with that, he grabbed a hefty spoonful of batter and took his time smearing it all over my face, making sure he didn’t miss a single nook or cranny.

A full-blown food fight ensued with us grabbing whatever we could find, and by the time we had finally called a truce, we were coated from head to toe in enough food groups to fill a food pyramid. The kitchen was a complete disaster, and when we took in the scene around us and looked back at one another, we were laughing so hard that we collapsed on the floor, trying desperately to catch our breath. Hunter crawled across the floor, pulled me into his lap as he peeled away the hair that was caked on my face. 

“I have to say, Maddie, you looked delicious before, but now you look downright delectable.” He tilted my head and licked at the waffle batter that was smeared across my neck. “Taste so damn good, too.”

I giggled as he continued to lap at my neck and gently nibble my ear. I pulled back and playfully flicked my tongue over the tip of his nose, where there was still some waffle batter dripping. “Mmm, you taste pretty damn good yourself.” 

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