BLOG TOUR - EXCERPT! Beneath His Stars by Amie Knight
Release Date: November 1, 2018
I met Adam Nova under the twinkling lights of a nighttime sky.He was hiding, but that gorgeous boy didn't belong in the dark.Nevertheless it was where he lived; a different world than mine.I was Livingston Montgomery, Southern debutante.With the world at my fingertips, I was well on my to being another spoiled socialite.But I didn't want money.I didn't want social status.I wanted him; tattoos, sarcastic smirk, bad boy reputation and all.It didn't matter that he was from the wrong side of the tracks.It didn't matter that my family forbade me from seeing him.I just wanted to be Beneath His Stars.
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~ EXCERPT ~
“Are you smoking?” Her lip curled in disgust.
I
nodded.
It was
her turn to look disgusted this time. “Do you even speak?”
I
nodded again and she shook her head in disbelief before reaching over the space
between us and snatching the cigarette out of my mouth so fast I didn’t see it
coming. I stood there dumbfounded. People didn’t snatch shit away from me.
People were scared of me. Not this brave girl. I should have known.
“Smoking is disgusting.” She said it quietly like it didn’t matter, but
I could tell it did to her. She bent over and put the butt out on the driveway
before standing up again and shoving it in her pocket.
I smirked. “You gonna keep that?”
Her eyes ignited with anger. “No, I’m going to throw it
in the trash because I’m not a litterbug.”
Shaking my head, I muttered under my breath, “Fucking
litterbug.” She was being cute. The girl with the too long legs and too big
mouth that I couldn’t get out of my mind was fucking cute, too. I was screwed.
I wanted to full-on smile at her cuteness, but I held my
happiness close to my chest. God knew it always came with a price. And I was
done paying.
“You kiss your momma with that smoke mouth?” she asked
snarkily, clearly pissed off about my smirk.
I
lowered my head and took a step back, running a hand through my dark hair. I
wanted to tell this girl things. Things I had no business telling her, like
that I didn’t kiss my momma with anything anymore. Instead, I asked the
question that had been plaguing me since she’d seemed surprised it was me who
had left the notes.
“Who
did you think it was?”
Her
face screwed up in confusion. “What?”
I stood
straighter and licked my lips before answering. “Who did you think left the
notes?”
I was
feeling strangely vulnerable in that moment waiting for her answer and I didn’t
like it one bit. Why did it matter to me who wrote her or didn’t? Or who else
thought she was the most intriguing thing ever? For fuck’s sake, she was just
another rich bitch from the island. Why did anything about what she was about
to say matter to me at all?
She bit
her lip again and I still wanted to reach over and pull it from her teeth. It
was sexy that lip bite, innocent even, and for some reason that made it all the
more attractive.
“I
don’t know.” Her brow furrowed in thought and she looked away, almost like she
didn’t want to tell me the answer to my question. But then her eyes landed on
mine again. “I thought it was the other guy—”
“Boone?” I interrupted loudly.
A disgusted look crossed her face. “God,
no. Not him. The blond. The other guy.”
I let
out a long breath accompanied by a sarcastic chuckle. “Grady?” That guy didn’t
even graduate high school and she thought he knew anything about astronomy. I
would have laughed if the whole thing hadn’t annoyed me so much.
Her
eyes brightened. “Is that his name?”
I
pulled out my pack of cigarettes again. “You like him or something?”
“What?
No!”
I
walked out into the street and lit my smoke far away from her.
She
started to follow me. “Where are you going?”
“Home.”
“But I
don’t even know your name!” she yelled and stomped a foot.
I
almost smiled again.
AMIE KNIGHT
Amie Knight has been a reader for as long as she could remember and a romance lover since she could get her hands on her momma's books. A dedicated wife and mother with a love of music and makeup, she won’t ever be seen leaving the house without her eyebrows and eyelashes done just right. When she isn't reading and writing, you can catch her jamming out in the car with her two kids to '90s R&B, country, and showtunes. Amie draws inspiration from her childhood in Columbia, South Carolina, and can't imagine living anywhere other than the South.
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