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Tuesday, 21 March 2017

Cover Reveal of Own It by M Dauphin!

===OWN IT COVER REVEAL ===

M. Daupin
Cover design: Inked Imprints
Release Date: Early April, 2017

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/34105963-own-it
Book trailer: https://youtu.be/ed2AZ1J8Nrg



Synopsis

You know what sucks? Cancer. Cancer sucks.
Especially when it takes a young life. Like the life of my five year old son. You want to know what I have to say about that? Nothing. Absolutely nothing because I don’t have the drive anymore. There’s nothing left in me except emptiness. That much is obvious. I’ve lost my car, my career, and my apartment. At least I have my brother. Actually, I just have a place to stay because of my rich, single brother.
I’m struggling to find purpose again. After what life’s shown me it can do to a person, I really don’t care if I’m breathing anymore.
I am, but barely.
Then Jett Voss showed up and it’s like he’s an oxygen mask I don’t need or want.

She’s got no cares left in the world and I’m determined to resuscitate her heart.
It was a one-night stand that connected us. She only had one want that night, and I took care of it. I’m not stopping there though. I may have not known her before her heartbreak, but I know there’s life inside of her still.
I will find it.
That means I need to stick around town for a while. I guess I don’t have many other options. I’ve just been forced to run a company I never wanted and I’m a little bitter about it. The circumstances of why this fell into my lap makes it the hardest. Death is a cruel reality. My bike shop, occasionally the open road, not answering to anyone... this is the life I was living and wanted.

It’s insane what one look, one night, one person can change in you.




SNIPPET


“Have you seen my clo-” the second the words start to flow from my mouth I remember it all very vividly. My eyes go wide with the realization that I will, literally, have to wear this sheet home. “Shit.” I whisper, locking eyes with Jett again.
Damnit, he’s like a trainwreck- I couldn’t look away if I wanted to!
“I have some shit you can throw on. I’ll get it back from you later,” he says, shrugging and piling bacon on a plate. He slides it across the island to me and I stare at it, suddenly ravished.
“Thanks,” I say, surprising even myself that I want to eat this entire plate. “Do you have cof-” He slides a cup across the countertop and grins at me.
“Cream?” He’s holding up the creamer and I nod, shoving more bacon into my mouth.
We sit in silence, every now and then he’ll toss more bacon or toast on my plate. Finally, when the bacon is gone and I’m on my third cup of coffee, I’m done.
“I swear I’m not a fatass.” I groan and stretch, almost forgetting about the sheet wrapped around me. When it starts to slip I panic and tug it up, standing from my stool to tighten it.
“Don’t be modest around me. You weren’t last night.” He takes his coffee cup and walks to the living room, leaving me standing in the kitchen super confused as to what today is.
Typically, a one night stand ends in the wee hours of the morning when I sneak out of the guy’s house and back into my room before my brother notices. Not that I should care if he knows or not… but I do. This, though? This is different than anything else. The only thing I know about this guy is his name is Jett and he keeps his place clean. That’s it! And I actually feel comfortable around this guy? I do… I think I’m going mental.
“Hey… uh…” I look down to the shredded dress on the floor and take a breath, giving myself a moment to mourn a sexy dress that is no more. I glance up and he’s sitting on the couch watching me with heated eyes, probably replaying ripping it off me last night.
“You ok?”
“I… uh… I think I need to head home,” I mutter, not sure if I even believe my words.
“You feeling better?” He asks from his spot on the couch, not making a move to grant my request.
“Yea. Thanks.” I nod, tucking my hair behind my ear. “So uh… if you have some shorts and a t- shirt... I can get them back to you. Or mail them. Or something.” Why am I being so awkward right now?
“Absolutely. On one condition, however,” he says, standing and walking over to me. He stops just short of running into me, his body so close I can smell his cologne, and wonder when he had time to smell so delicious this morning.
Or maybe that’s his normal smell?
“And what’s that?” I ask, way too breathily for my liking. He smirks and his hand comes to my cheek, cupping it, and looking straight into my eyes.
“Have dinner with me tonight to return them. Let me buy you food as a token of my apology for ruining that dress.”
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