I’d originally given a date of July 18th as the release date, but my editor has finished earlier than expected, so I’m looking to possibly release the book early, around July 13th, yay! Will post the date here and on Facebook (Author SK). Enjoy the excerpt for those who haven’t read it yet:
She noticed he was holding her engagement ring in his hand, casually twisting it around and around. The brilliance of the humongous diamond flashed and twinkled in the dim lighting of the room every time it moved.
Triniti had taken it off before he came over and placed it on the glass tray that sat on her nightstand. She’d known what she was about to do was wrong and couldn’t compound the action by wearing her fiancé’s ring while she slept with another man…even if it was her ex-husband.
Triniti reluctantly brought her eyes to his, trying to figure out what was running though his mind as he continued to stare at her. A shiver of apprehension turned into a tight, nervous pain in her stomach when he didn’t speak.
“Ian?” She watched as he continued to play with the ring. Her nervousness increased.
Triniti sat up, holding the sheet in place to cover her breasts and tried to wait for him to say something. Finally, unable to take his quiet observation of her any longer, the question that she wanted him to answer tumbled out of her mouth.
“What are you doing with my ring?”
Ian’s hand stilled. His attention switched to the ring then back to her. “Nice rock.”
Triniti fidgeted on the bed as her eyes flitted around the room, anywhere but at him. Staring down at her fingers, which were smoothing nonexistent wrinkles from the sheet, she gathered up the courage to meet his penetrating gaze. Hunching her shoulder, she said in a quiet voice, “It’s okay I guess.”
Ian’s brows shot up. “Okay?” He let out a low whistle. “Well if this is just okay, I’d hate to know what you thought about the engagement ring I gave you.”
Triniti wanted to tell him that she would’ve taken that ring any given day over the one Julius had bought for her. In fact, she still had her wedding set. She kept them in a ring box that was buried deep behind other items on her closet shelf.
However, she refrained from saying any of that. Until she knew where he was going with this, she was going to say as little as possible.
Ian looked at the ring again, seemingly admiring the flawless diamond. “So when’s the wedding?”
“Ian…” His name came out in a low whisper.
“Just curious.” A hard glint entered his eyes as he repeated the question in a rough voice. “When is it?”
Still not knowing what he was getting at, Triniti reluctantly answered. “New Year’s Eve.”
Ian cocked his left eyebrow. “New Year’s Eve. Guess you plannin’ on makin’ it a real celebration huh, princess?”
“Bet it’s gonna be the biggest social event of the year. One o’ those fancy shindigs. Not like the ten minute ceremony we had at the justice of the peace. Eh, chère?”
“Ian, can we not talk about this if you don’t mind.”
“Why? I mean, every woman deserves to be spoiled, to have the wedding of her dreams, and I couldn’t give you that. I hope you’ll be very happy, Triniti.”
“Will you stop?” She looked at him, pleading for understanding.
“Stop what? I haven’t spoken anything but the truth. I do want you to be happy.”
“Are you saying it doesn’t bother you that I’m marrying Julius?”
“Should it?” Ian chuckled. “If you like it, I love it, princess.”
Triniti could feel the anxiety of a few moments ago disappearing. Now, she was more than a little irritated. He could at least act as if he were upset about it. She held out her hand towards him. “I’d like my ring, please.”
Ian’s eyes flashed with an emotion that she would’ve any other time associated with anger. But it was gone so quickly, Triniti thought she must have imagined it when he shrugged and stood up. Coming over to the side of the bed, he dropped the ring into her open palm then just watched her.
Triniti started to slip it back on her finger just to be contrary, but the rebellious thought was short lived. Although Ian’s stance appeared to be nonchalant, he gave off a dangerous vibe that made her wary and hesitant. It screamed out that he was poised and ready to spring into action at any moment; if she knew him the way she thought she knew him…
Sighing, Triniti peeked at him through her lashes, then leaned over and placed the ring back on the glass tray. Proving that she’d been correct in her observation, she saw him visibly relax and throw her a hard glare that told her she’d fucking done the right thing.
Triniti gnawed at the corner of her lip, trying to find a way to alleviate the thick tension in the room. She glanced at the clock on the nightstand: 1:30 a.m.
“Why don’t you come back to bed? You can’t have gotten much rest…” The statement sounded weak even to her ears, and when she saw the corner of his mouth lift in a smirk, she knew he’d read between the lines.
Ian’s expression conveyed the fact that he knew she wanted more dick and it would be pointless to pretend otherwise. He had sexed her for hours. He wasn’t gonna lie, he was no better than she, he couldn’t get enough. The only thing tonight had done was whet his appetite in preparation for a feast.
And fuck it. He was ready to eat again.
Sins and Betrayals by SK