Release
Date- November 24th- This is a stand alone contemporary romance
In a powerful romance, New York Times bestselling author A.
Meredith Walters tells the story of a troubled young woman and the
unforgettable guy who teaches her to live—and love—to the fullest.
She’s waiting to die. . . . Corin Thompson is paralyzed by
her obsession with mortality. Having lost both of her parents, she is terrified
by the idea that she too will die young, and she loses control at any sign of
illness. But when Corin connects with someone who has survived a very real
brush with death, she begins to see the world in a whole new way.
He’s learning to live. . . . As Corin struggles
under the weight of her neuroses, Beckett Kingsley is attempting to rebuild a
life that feels all too temporary. With the ever-present threat of heart
failure never far from his mind, he just wants to make the most of whatever
time he has left. And that means pursuing the girl he never expected to find.
Together, Corin and Beckett finally learn to let go of their fears and take solace in everyday pleasures. Who knows what the future holds? After all, nothing lasts forever—the only promise they have is right now.
Together, Corin and Beckett finally learn to let go of their fears and take solace in everyday pleasures. Who knows what the future holds? After all, nothing lasts forever—the only promise they have is right now.
Buy links:
Penguin Random House- http://www.penguinrandomhouse.com/books/530155/butterfly-dreams-by-a-meredith-walters/
Barnes and Noble: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/butterfly-dreams-a-meredith-walters/1121443739?ean=9781101965573
Author:
The New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of Contemporary and Paranormal romance including The Find You in the Dark and Bad Rep series as well Reclaiming the Sand, and the Twisted Love series (Lead Me Not out in 2014 and Follow Me Back coming in 2015) from Gallery Books.
A. Meredith spent ten years as a counselor for at risk teens and children. First working at a Domestic Violence/Sexual Assault program and then later a program for children with severe emotional and mental health issues. Her former clients and their stories continue to influence every aspect of her writing.
When not writing (or being tortured with all manner of beauty products at the hand of her very imaginative and extremely girly daughter), she is eating chocolate, watching reality television that could rot your brain and reading a smutty novel or two.
A. Meredith is represented by Michelle Johnson with the Inklings Literary Agency.
A. Meredith spent ten years as a counselor for at risk teens and children. First working at a Domestic Violence/Sexual Assault program and then later a program for children with severe emotional and mental health issues. Her former clients and their stories continue to influence every aspect of her writing.
When not writing (or being tortured with all manner of beauty products at the hand of her very imaginative and extremely girly daughter), she is eating chocolate, watching reality television that could rot your brain and reading a smutty novel or two.
A. Meredith is represented by Michelle Johnson with the Inklings Literary Agency.
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We have been friends for years. Lived together, went to college together and even pledge Greek houses that were related. I never would have thought that I would actually sleep with Grant. Sure, I've had a crush on him forever. I have just always assumed that he wouldn't be into me.
One night, we actually slept together. Somehow, in my mind, I had us in a relationship. Imagine my surprise the next morning when he deposited me into my own bed.
We haven't spoken in years. I honestly didn't think I would see him again. But sure enough, they have made Grant my partner and my attraction for him boils.
The only problem: we both have changed too much. We are not the same people that we were all those years ago and the events unfolding scare the hell out of me.
**Grant**
I never thought I would see Chloe again. Never did I expect her to be part of an undercover IA stint at my PD. But sure enough, here she is and looking fine as hell.
I'm determined to have her back in my life.
"Shit, shit, shit!"
What kind of a dumb ass looses their kaegel balls in their pussy? I guess that would be me.
I dig my fingers as far as I can into the channel of my coochie and I still can't feel them! Damn it. What am I going to do? I can feel my cushy walls close in around my fingers and I tense up.
Fuck. I can't go to the hospital because of this. All I need is to explain to my mom and dad why I'm at a hospital. That would be like bonding for them.
I hear the front door close and I tense further. Like a kid with their hand stuck in the cookie jar, I try hard to get my situation under control. Great, I can feel them but my fingers aren't long enough to reach in and grab it.
"Hello?" I call through the bathroom door secretly hoping that my roommate isn't home.
No such luck.
"Chloe?" Grant, my very hot and sexy roommate, calls through the door.
Is this because I'm a bad person or something? This is fucking horrible. I slam my free hand on the door to keep it from opening and close my eyes. "Promise you won't laugh?" I whisper through the door.
"Come on, sweet thing. We've known each other forever. Hell, I've bought you tampons!"
It's true. I'm twenty-one years old and I still forget the damn things!
"Can you come in here?" I whisper and slightly hope this is a dream.
Grant pushes on the door and his gorgeous face rakes over my body and settles on where my fingers are. "Chlo, what the hell are you doing?" He yells and pushes himself out of the bathroom.
His dark blond hair is shaggy and falls into his even darker eyes. If my parents didn't love him, they would say he didn't have a soul. I think he's fucking hot as hell. Of course, I always dreamed one day I would be naked in front of him. This is just not how I thought it would happen. "No, no, no! I need help! My kaegel balls got stuck and I need help getting them out!" I tenderly take my fingers out of my pussy and run my hand under cold water.
He leans his long and lean body against the door and I can't help but scan my eyes over him. He's so gorgeous and I don't even think he realizes how many girls are obsessed with him. "I won't tell anyone, I know you don't like me like that, but, I just need help, please help me?" I beg while grabbing a towel to cover up my nakedness.
"What the hell do you have stuck in your pussy?" He asks and tilts his head up to the sky like he's asking for help.
I wrap the towel around my body and close my eyes. "They make my pussy tighter by having them in. It's... common. Many people use it. Please just help me?" I beg shamelessly. "I promise I won't tell anyone. I just really need help!" I can feel my naturally pale face blush ferociously as embarrassment creeps in.
"What do I have to do?" He whispers and turns toward the door. Why does he keep turning towards the door? Am I that unattractive?
Ugh!
"Just reach in and pull them out."
I brace myself against the counter but keep my feet on the floor. Grant walks up to me and looks in my eyes. I see the confusing and conflicting thoughts flooding through his head. He has always been the thinker and I'm the doer. "Are you sure?" I nod and he places his fingers on the top of my thigh. "You just want me to reach...up?" Again I nod. "And pull it out?"
My body shivers with excitement and I clench further around the balls. Great, I bet I'm going to come. I've had a crush on him since high school but never acted on it. His group of friends have always treated me like one of the boys so I never thought I had a chance. "Just please, hurry."
The first brush of his fingers had me jumping forward. Grant traces the outside of my lips before sliding his finger in further. He brushes my clit and looks at my face while he did it again. "If you, uh, get wetter... does that help?"
Well, Grant, I don't think it's possible for me to get wetter. I shrug and keep my eyes open as he watches my face. "Well, I guess, I should just do it."
I nod my head carefully and look at him as he watches his finger slowly dive into my moist pussy. I fight a moan and a hip thrust onto his hand. Secretly, I bite my lip so hard I taste blood and look at the top of his head. "Shit, the balls really work. You're tight!"
I smile and then bite back a moan.
Grant circles his finger inside me and I feel my walls close in on him with the delicious intrusion. Holy hell, that feels good. So good. I've wanted him to touch me and he's now where I want him. In order to stop myself from thrusting onto his finger, I look up at the ceiling and close my eyes.
"Got it," he calls and I feel the balls that are connected by a string and his fingers slide through me. Once his hand is out, he holds the balls to me. "So that's what it is."
I nod my head and squeeze my thighs together for some friction. I worry that my juices are about to run down my thigh. "Is this going to be weird now?" I ask and rinse the balls in the sink.
Grant stands next to me and helps adjust my towel. "No. I mean it's not every day I finger my roommate."
My body heats up with that statement and he walks out of the bathroom. Once I hear the door shut, I run out of my bathroom and into my room.
I live in Michigan with my husband and three fur kids! I have degrees in history and criminal justice- so be prepared for some of that!
As a cancer sign- I love the water, so be on the lookout for that! Water has a way of hugging your body and washing everything away. It's truly breathtaking. I probably go on walks more than I talk to people. Walking is a way of getting down to zero.
I'm addicted to coffee but I've been pop free for almost three years! M&M's are my favorite and I also love trail mix. Yes, I'm the weirdo who eats raisin-nets with my popcorn.
