I know it’s More Than Friends Friday and I’m supposed to introduce you to someone new, but I wanted to introduce you to a couple of my characters instead of an author friend of mine. I promise, you’ll meet a new author next week!

When Fluffy & Fabulous came out I heard you loud and clear! You wanted more. You needed Abby’s story, right? Well, today you get your first peek at Abby’s world in the upcoming Big & Beautiful book nine, Puffy & Precious!

Excerpt from Puffy & Precious

“What do you want, Brett?” I asked, wishing he would just leave.

“I thought you were going to come over last night,” he cooed. The tone that used to send skitters up my spine made me cringe. I wanted to slap him, just get him to leave, but I couldn’t. I really wished I was more like Lexi. She wouldn’t take his shit.

“I told you we’re done. What part of divorced didn’t you understand?”

I cringed as my voice rose. I glanced around the place that had become my home over the last few months. SkinnyCakes saved me, as much as the gorgeous man who was my sole customer at the moment. Thankfully he didn’t appear to be paying any attention to us. I did not need Graham to overhear the drama that was my life. He already knew too much.

Brett leaned on the counter, his face inching closer to mine. I fought the urge to back up, knowing he’d see the weakness and pounce. Not literally, since Brett wasn’t violent. Brett didn’t need violence. He intimidated people with his money and power.

“We talked about that, Abs. We agreed to try to work things out.”

He punctuated his words with a swift move across the counter that separated us. His lips met mine the same second his hand clamped down on the back of my neck. I tried to move away from him, but the asshole was too quick. I was trapped.

I tried to open my mouth so I could bite him, but he had our heads pressed so tightly together that I couldn’t move. Bile rose in my throat. His lips against mine repulsed me. To think I’d once been in love with him. It was amazing how quickly that could fade when you found out your husband was fucking his secretary. What a damn cliche.

Before I could come up with another move, Brett’s lips left mine. I was too relieved to notice that he wasn’t even standing in front of me anymore until I heard the growled words.

“The lady said you were done. I think it’s high time you take the hint and get the fuck out,” Graham spat at Brett. His hand was locked around my ex’s throat, pinching tight under his jaw. It looked pretty damn painful. I wouldn’t have argued if he squeezed just a little tighter.

“She’s my wife, you son of a bitch. Mind your own fucking business,” Brett snarled, his voice coming out as a whispered squeak that nearly made me laugh.

Brett’s body lifted just a little higher, but I could tell it wasn’t because he stood straighter. He clutched at Graham’s wrist, trying to pry his hand free of Brett’s throat. Graham’s arm bulged, the already strained shirt around his muscles getting ready to split under the added pressure of his flex. Dear God, the man was huge. He looked like it wasn’t a challenge for him in the least to lift Brett, and Brett wasn’t tiny. Over the years he’d developed a little bit of a gut, probably from all those fancy dinners he took his secretary to.

Graham though… he couldn’t even spell gut. The man could have won every weight lifting contest out there, but I knew his muscles were from old fashioned hard work instead of the gym. He was wide enough that he had to turn sideways to walk inside, and his chest still nearly brushed the door frame. He narrowed to lean hips, well, compared to his shoulders, and legs that were almost as bulky as his shoulders. I understood what my friends meant when they said they felt small around their husbands. Graham was so big my whole shop felt small when he was there.

I knew it wouldn’t just the crazy, lusty effect he had on me that made everything feel small.

Graham’s voice snapped me back to the scene unfolding before me. “Ex-wife. Which means she’s no longer your business. And unless Abby tells me you two are back together,” he paused and looked at me. His green eyes so intense I almost forgot why he was looking at me. Damn, I did forget. He lifted a dark eyebrow at me, the only indication his shaved head would have dark hair if he let it grow, and I finally shook my head. “Then I highly recommend you keep your fucking hands off her and get the fuck out of here.”

Graham let Brett down. He dropped his hands to his knees and sucked in a few deep breaths. His color finally returned, but damn if blue didn’t look good on him. Graham leaned against the counter with his body positioned between Brett and me, his delectable ass resting on the surface for me to admire.

“You’re fucking nuts,” Brett finally squeaked, his dark eyes shooting daggers at Graham then turning to me. He stood to his full 5’9″ height, which was still a good six inches or so shorter than Graham. “You can’t stop me from coming back. This is a public place.”

“You’re right,” Graham said after a few seconds. I sighed. I sort of liked having him defend me. It was more than a little hot. “But I can make you regret it if you do.”

“Are you threatening me?”

Graham shook his head. “Of course not. A threat implies I might not follow through. I’m making you a fucking promise, dickweed. And I never break my promises. Now, if you’ve got a few good braincells left, I highly recommend you get out of here. Or I might not be able to stop what I already started.”

Brett tossed around a few more glares before finally heading for the door.

Graham turned to me. “Are you alright?”

I nodded and waved my hand, dismissing the whole thing. “Sorry about that. He’s all talk.”

Graham snatched my hand and held it. He looked up at me carefully then vaulted over the counter that sat between us. The move made my head spin and my heart race. All of a sudden I was shaky and didn’t feel good.

“Jesus, Abby, you’re about to pass out. You need to sit.”

I started to tell him I was fine, but the words felt heavy on my tongue. Graham flipped upside down then his arms circled me. “You’re so hot,” I murmured against his chest, inhaling his spicy, sexy scent, then blacked out.

Puffy & Precious will be available September 6! Preorder Now!

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