Meet Dax & Kate in the newest
standalone in the Sphere of Irony Series.
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Blurb
Dax Davies
has one job to fulfill in the Davies household. Earn money at the family
business. The problem is that the family business was illegal underground
fighting.
From a young
age, Dax and his brothers are groomed to become money earners in their father's
club. Broken bones and bruises are commonplace. Their father pits the brothers
against each other to 'toughen them up' for the ring, using his rules to bend
his sons to his will. His future is in the cage, not on stage where he dreams
of making music.
Kate
Campbell loves one thing in life. Well, two. Soccer and Dax Davies. Growing up
in the poorest part of London, soccer is her personal escape from reality and
from the fact that Dax doesn't seem to know she exists. She figures if she can
be good enough at soccer, maybe she can get away from Hackney, and leave the
poverty behind.
Kate doesn't
plan on ever getting to know Dax as more than a passing acquaintance. In fact,
she isn't meant to go with her friend to Dax's father's business, but that one
night changes everything.
***This is
book 2 in the Sphere of Irony Series. It can be read as a standalone. This is a
spin-off of the Famous Series***
Excerpt. Dax and Kate's 1st kiss. Kate's POV.
Before I can blink, Dax’s huge, calloused
hands are framing my face and his mouth brushes across mine. At first it’s just
a whisper, a tease, the contact barely there. Then, I hear him inhale sharply
and his lips press down forcefully, melding with mine, urging me to open up
with quick flicks of his tongue. I melt against his solid body as he dominates
the kiss, completely under his spell to do with as he wishes. It seems to go on
and on—a small slice of paradise in this blighted spot of East London.
When he finally pulls back, greedily
stealing a few more nips at my mouth, he closes his eyes and moans. “I knew
you’d taste like heaven. You’re an angel, I just knew it.” His voice is so
quiet I wonder if he meant to say it out loud.
Naturally, I stand there like an idiot,
saying nothing… doing nothing. I’ve been kissed into complete stupidity.
Dax swipes the pad of his thumb over my
damp lips. “See you at school tomorrow.” Without giving me a single hint of
what he’s thinking, he turns and leaves. I touch my mouth, running a finger
over the same spot Dax touched. My heart leaps into my throat, fluttering so
fast I fear it may explode.
Great. I’m ruined. My first kiss and it
was nothing less than brilliant. Dax Davies just ruined me for every other man
from now until the day I die.
Excerpt. Dax notices Kate Dax's POV
I follow
Adam’s gaze to see Ellie hurrying towards us, towing a friend by the hand.
Ellie immediately latches on to Adam, prattling on about something or other.
Tuning out the happy couple, I take a moment to check out Ellie’s friend, Kate.
I’ve seen her around, mostly with Ellie, but she’s in my maths class as well.
In fact, now that I think about it, we’ve been in school together a long time.
The fact
that I didn’t remember her until now makes me frown, which in turn, makes
Kate’s eyes go wide with fear. The girl is fiddling with her hair, pulling it
up into a ponytail. She’s clearly uncomfortable around me, so, being the
heartless prick that I am, I decide to make it worse.
“You’re
Kate.”
When
impossibly green eyes shoot up to meet mine, big and innocent looking, all of
the smartass comments I have at the ready fall away. Smooth, lightly freckled
skin flushes pink and full lips part, making my cock sit up and take notice.
It’s then I realize I’ve never really looked at Kate before.
How did I
not see how gorgeous this girl is? She’s not obvious or flashy—no, she’s very…
girl next door. Sporty and fit with tawny brown hair always pulled up on her
head, showing off two very high cheekbones. I’m surprised how affected I am by
her. My heart has begun thumping hard and my palms are sweaty. How angry would
Adam be if I shagged Ellie’s best friend?
Probably
very. Not that I care much what he thinks.
While I’m
thinking of how she looks naked, she gathers herself together and answers my
question. “Yes. I’m Kate.” Shit, even her voice affects me—soft and slightly
scratchy in a sexy kind of way. Now my dick is throbbing, pressing
uncomfortably against my zipper. I need to hear that voice again.
“I’m Dax.
You’re in my maths class.”
Those
emerald eyes get even wider and her jaw hangs open. “How do you know who I am?”
Huh?
“Why
wouldn’t I know who you are? Haven’t we been in the same year for ages?” I
furrow my brow, trying to decide if I’m thinking of a different girl. But no,
it’s her, I’m sure of it.
“Y-y-yes.
Since third year.”
I hold back
a smile, keeping my cool exterior. At least I got that right. “Well then,
apparently I’m not as stupid as some might say.”
Kate’s
fingers untwist from her hair, settling on her hips. Lush, ruby lips turn down
in the corners and her eyes narrow. She looks downright offended. “Who says
you’re stupid? You’re in my advanced maths class, so I know that can’t be
true.”
For once in
my life I’m speechless. No one ever gives me the benefit of the doubt or
defends my intelligence. Do I bother explaining to her that most people
associate a big, muscled guy with an empty skull? Add in the underground
fighting and they assume I’ve taken enough hits to the head to be rendered daft
and dumb.
No one talks
about it, but the teachers here know what I do—what my dad’s business is. I am
the fourth Davies son at this school after all and they treat me accordingly.
They don’t even bat an eye at the bruises anymore.
I tilt my
chin to look down at her. Kate’s not at my eye level, but for a girl, she’s
fairly tall—maybe five foot seven or eight? In those eyes, eyes as green as the
stripes on the Davies family tartan, I see something I haven’t seen on a girl’s
face in… well, ever. Admiration? Respect, maybe? Is it possible Kate respects
me? That she sees past my intimidating exterior to the man beneath the brawn?
That she sees more than just a conquest to brag to her friends about?
One of dad’s
rules pops into my head.
Rule 2—Never
let your emotions show.
I lock down
the surprise on my face, keeping it to its usual icy façade.
What if she
doesn’t like what she finds? I don’t know why I care, but suddenly, I don’t
want Kate to know about the fighting, the girls, my family… those goddamn
rules. For the first time in my life I’m not proud of my wins, of all the girls
I’ve shagged or had suck me off at the club or behind the school. For once, I’m
truly ashamed of what I am.
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About the Author:
Heather C Leigh
After
growing up in New England, I currently live just outside Atlanta, GA.
I love the
Red Sox and hate the Yankees.
I love hot,
sexy romance novels, but hate long, drawn out misunderstandings as a plot line.
I love book
series, but hate cliffhangers.
I love alpha
males, but hate when they borderline on abusive.
Mostly? I
love love love chocolate.
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