Dating Rules
Serendipity Series
Book Two
Keeley Holmes
Genre: Sexy romantic comedy
Publisher: KH Novels
Date of Publication: 29th May 2018
ISBN: 9781986752664
Number of pages: 289
Word Count: 51k
Cover Artist: Keeley Holmes
Book Description:
Losing control is not an option for Izzy Shaw, something past experience has taught her. When you’re not in control, bad things happen. So when Parker Cole comes bustling into her life with his carefree manner, no full time job and his terrible Hawaiian shirts, she knows she should stay away.
For Parker, seeing Izzy at Penelope’s wedding stirred something in him. Izzy intrigues him. She’s attracted to him but she holds back and she doesn’t realise he sees this as a challenge. Usually when he wants something, he goes for it.
For Izzy, being attracted to a man and allowing herself to act upon it is defined by her rules. She lives by her rules, they protect her...
Parker is a rule breaker.
Over the course of 10 dates Parker has to persuade Izzy that he’s worth the risk, he has to persuade her that sometimes life doesn’t have to be all about rules, sometimes you have to walk on the edge to really appreciate living...
He will prove this to her, one date at a time.
Excerpt 2:
I blinked at him. “You realise you sound
like that puppet thing off those films…what are they called again?”
“Saw?”
“Yeah, that’s the one. You planning on
killing me?”
“Only with orgasms, sweetheart,” Parker winked.
Urgh.
Why did I fall for it? “What game?”
“A word game.”
I sighed and drank the rest of my wine.
“That tells me nothing. What game?”
The DVD started. Men were singing as they
hammered at ice. I laughed so hard I had to hold my stomach. What the hell?
“Are we watching Frozen?”
“Yes,” he said, straight faced and very
serious as he sipped his own drink.
I wiped away a tear. I’d seen the half
smile on his lips. “How many times have
you played this game to this?”
“Often. I find it’s a good way to get
drunk.”
“I
can’t get drunk,” I squeaked.
Or any more than I already was…
I shouldn’t drink around him. It was
dangerous. I had no control and I wanted him more when alcohol flowed through
me. I wanted to throw my rules out of the window, alcohol made me feel
carefree, it made me embrace danger.
“That’s part of the game,” he chuckled.
Oh shit. “I don’t-”
He cut me off, because he probably knew
that I was going to do everything I could to get out of it. “Rule time. Do you
want to begin at beginner level or advanced level?”
“You’ve actually created levels for this?”
I was already in too deep to back out…and I was kind of interested.
“We men take drinking games very
seriously.”
I shook my head whilst my teeth nipped at
my bottom lip. His thumb grazed against it. Those eyes of his stared right into
me.
Sweet fuck.
“Let’s start at the beginner level,” he
answered for me, and let his thumb drop from my lip.
I’d wanted the kiss.
I
also knew that he was challenging me. “Why?”
He shrugged. “You’ve already had quite a
bit to drink so...”
Dick.
Like I couldn’t handle my drink...okay, I
couldn’t, but still, he didn’t dictate what I could do or how much I could
take.
Which wasn’t much
more if I was being honest.
“Give me the advanced level.”
“Fine,” he chuckled. “Don’t say I didn’t
warn you.”
I scowled and glared at my empty glass,
like it was the one to get me into this mess. Well, it would get me into a
mess, but probably a different kind. Why couldn’t I say no? What was wrong with
me?
“So, rules, any mention of the word snowman
or Olaf’s name and you drink.”
I nodded.
“No sips. It has to be a mouthful. Sips are
for losers.”
“Fine.”
“More
rules yet, babe. Whenever Anna says, “Wait, What?” you have to drink.”
“Does she say that a lot?”
His smile was devilish. “Whenever ‘Let it
go’ is said or sung, you drink.”
Christ. I was going to be hammered. I didn’t
know all the words to the song, but I knew that the song was called ‘Let it Go’
so that meant it would have the words in it.
“That all of it?” I prayed that was it
because I wasn’t going to be able to stand up at the end.
“Not quite. Last but not least, whenever Elsa
freezes something, you drink.”
“It’s called fucking Frozen... she freezes things all the time!”
“I know,” he laughed, “you ready?”
Damn it. My stubborn side had won out and
now I was definitely getting myself into trouble. “Yes, but I need a different
drink.” A drink that would affect me less over a longer length of time. Wine would
certainly get me pissed within minutes.
About the Author:
Keeley Holmes is the author of sexy romantic comedies and NA books. She loved writing so much that whilst her friends were off doing work experience in schools and child care placements, she was doing hers in a publishing house. That was when she wrote her first book at 15, it was set in America and it was about a murdering woman with a glass eye... Number one bestseller...
After working full time and gaining her English Literature and Language degree, she changed her mind about becoming a teacher, when would she write books if she had to mark them? Instead she wrote her second book in 2007. From that moment, she's written books as a side hobby and now she wants the world to read and love them! She's a sucker for a romance books, with a little bit (a lot!) of kink in them!
She lives in beautiful Yorkshire, when sometimes she leaves the house and appreciates that beauty, before crawling back into her cave to write.
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