Burning Down the House by Allie Gail
Publication date: March 2014
Genres: Contemporary, New Adult
This book contains strong language and sexual content and is intended for ages 17+.
Rob Kensington is just your typical high school senior. Athletic, intelligent, handsome. Sees a therapist once a week. Because his parents just died in a house fire of questionable origin. And he doesn’t seem to care.
Maybe he isn’t so typical.
Sara Marsh had no clue when she returned to live with her divorced father that the bedroom down the hall would be occupied by a stray with a major attitude problem. The last time she saw Rob, he was a brooding goth who could have passed as Marilyn Manson’s love child. But at some point during her three years away, Creepy Kensington managed to evolve into a sizzling hot star running back with smoldering hazel eyes.
The attraction is undeniable. The temptation is irresistible. And soon they’re sharing more than just an address. But with another life lost in a deliberately set blaze, Sara’s trust is faltering. Has she lost her heart to a serial arsonist? He’s already shown her the allure of playing with fire.
And someone’s about to get burned.
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{Excerpt}
“Hellooo, baaaa-by!”
Startled, I floundered to cover my boobs while splashing
water over the side of the tub and all across the floor in the process. “What
the hell! What are you - get out of
here!” I threw a loofah at him but in my haste I missed.
Ignoring my demand, Rob moseyed over to kneel beside the
bathtub, propping his arms on the edge and smirking at my compromising
position. There weren’t any bubbles left to hide under, so I quickly drew my
knees up to my chest and wrapped my arms around them. “What are you, deaf? I
said get out!”
“I heard what you said.” To my amazement, he dipped his
fingers in the water and swirled them around. “Water’s getting cold.”
“Then take your hand out of it!” I snapped, my cheeks
flushing pink.
“I think we should let it out.” He reached underwater for
the drain stopper, and his grin slowly spread as my eyes widened.
“Don’t you dare.”
“See…payback’s a bitch, now isn’t it?”
“Don’t touch that drain. I mean it.” To my horror, I felt an
overwhelming urge to laugh and I pressed my lips together to suppress a smile.
For some idiotic reason, whenever I get nervous I start giggling like a
deranged person. I have no idea why. It’s very annoying, especially because it
happens at the most inopportune moments.
“I thought we were playing
You-Show-Me-Yours-And-I’ll-Show-You-Mine.” He lifted the edge of the stopper
just enough to tease me, allowing a small amount of water to escape. “Well, you
had your go and now it’s my turn.”
“I think you’ve had one too many beers!” That probably
wasn’t even far from the truth. After all, I’d never seen him acting this
cheeky before.
“Whoops. Oh my goodness - what do we have here?” He plucked
the stopper completely out and held it up, just out of my reach. The water
began to rush down the drain. To me it seemed to be disappearing ten times
faster than usual.
“It’s not funny!” I protested, even though I was struggling
not to giggle at that point. My shoulders were shaking.
“I’m not the one laughing,” he reminded me.
“All right - fine, you got me back. Ha, ha, you’re so clever. At least hand me a towel.”
“Mm…I don’t think so.”
“Hand me a freaking towel!” The water was getting perilously
low, and I shoved one foot over the drain to try and diminish the flow.
“You didn’t say please…” he sang softly.
“Rob…” I looked straight at him then, directly into those
hazel eyes, and something I saw in them squashed my impulse to laugh. I don’t
know what it was, but all of a sudden the only impulse I felt anymore was the
overpowering urge to kiss him. And not only that. I had the craziest compulsion
to wrap my arms around his neck and pull him on top of me and let him do me six
ways to Sunday, right there in the bathtub.
My expression must have been transparent because his smile
inexplicably faded. He hesitated for a moment, his eyes searching mine. For
what, I can’t say. But I guess he didn’t find what he was looking for there.
Straightening, he tossed me the drain stopper and walked out without a word.
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AUTHOR BIO
Allie
fell in love with the written word from the moment she was issued her
very first Sally, Dick and Jane book. Born and raised in Alabama, she
now resides in the panhandle of Florida with her own blue-eyed Prince
Charming and three obnoxious cats. When she's not working on her latest
literary project, she can usually be found watching B-movie horror (the
cheesier, the better), reading or playing online computer games while
indulging her unhealthy Pepsi addiction.
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