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Tuesday, September 1, 2015

Release: When The Stars Align by Jeanette Grey + GIVEAWAY!!!



Their passion burned hotter than the stars . . .
For Josephine "Jo" Kramer, nothing has ever been easy. When she earns a summer internship in Puerto Rico, working at one of the world's preeminent scientific facilities, she'll let nothing distract her. Not her own insecurities, not the arrogant scientists, and definitely not her tall, chiseled research partner, Adam. 

For Adam McCay, physics is simpleit's women who are complicated. Especially brilliant, beautiful ones like Jo. From the moment they meet, he can feel the heat smoldering deep beneath her icy exterior. And Adam knows just what it will take to make Jo melt . . .

Under the endless stars of a tropical sky, Jo and Adam indulge their every desire. But as their internship comes to an end, their perfect island paradise is threatened. Was their time together a summer fling? Or is their passion hot enough to last the long winter nights?

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About the author:
Jeanette Grey started out with degrees in physics and painting, which she dutifully applied to stunted careers in teaching, technical support, and advertising. When she isn't writing, Jeanette enjoys making pottery, playing board games, and spending time with her husband and her pet frog. She lives, loves, and writes in upstate New York.

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Excerpt:


Jo shifted her gaze skyward, but it only made the stinging in her eyes burn hotter. She dug her nails into her palms as hard as she could, maybe hard enough to bleed, because there’s no way in hell she was crying.
“Go away,” she managed.
“No.”
“Seriously, just go—”
“No.”
She threw her hands out to the sides. “What the hell do you mean ‘no’? A girl tells you to leave her alone, you do it, okay?”
“Not my girl. Not when she’s hurting.”
“Fuck you.” His girl, her ass. “Just because we fucked a few times—”
“Don’t.” He shook his head, and he was maddeningly calm. It made her even crazier. “You’re upset, and you’re saying things you don’t mean.”
“Don’t tell me what I’m feeling. Don’t tell me what I think.” She jabbed her fingers at her own chest. “Don’t pretend just because we…whatever…” He didn’t want her to call it fucking, fine, she wouldn’t. “It doesn’t give you any right.”
But he turned soft eyes at her. “Jo. Please.”
“You want to say no? Well, I can do it, too. No. I don’t have to.” Have to what? Pour her fucking heart out to him? Let him in on her whole pathetic story? Didn’t he already have enough of it?
He’d already dug so goddamn deep, getting her to talk about her mother, getting into her pants, getting her to kiss him in public.
“Look,” she said, “maybe this has all been a mistake, so just go back to the lab or to your house or whatever.” She swept her arm out toward the road ahead of them. “I’ll give you a head start and we can pretend none of this ever happened, and you don’t have to feel obligated to give a shit.”
“Is that what you think this is?” And how dare he look so…so…wounded? “An obligation?”
What else would it be?
What else was she supposed to say?
Oh, hell. Her eyes threatened to brim over, and she couldn’t do this. She had to get rid of him and fast.
Her throat wobbled, and she turned around and closed her eyes. She couldn’t look at him for another minute. “Go. Just go.”
For a long moment, she thought he actually might listen, and a whole new well of emptiness opened itself up inside her heart. Him turning away from her—it was her fault. She’d done what she’d always done, pushing and pushing, and she shouldn’t be surprised it had finally worked.
She’d known she couldn’t keep this for long.
And then his voice rang out against the night. “Jo.” It came out soft. Pleading, and that made the hole inside her ripple, threatening collapse. Why did he have to sound so kind?
But of course it had to get worse.
“Please, Jo. Please don’t shut me out.”
Her entire chest cavity squeezed, a river of pain she didn’t begin to know how to cope with. She’d always been so good at pushing it down, ignoring it, but this display of fucking tenderness. It broke her.

Something inside her snapped.



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