Title: Already Famous (Famous, #4)
Author: Heather Leigh
Release Date: October 26, 2014
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Synopsis
Drew
Forrester is a regular guy from Boston, MA with an unusual job. His work keeps
him from getting close to anyone, unwilling to give his trust, especially after
a terrible betrayal when he left home at nineteen to pursue his dream.
He
throws himself into his work and his favorite way of releasing his
frustrations, Brazilian Ju Jitsu and Mixed Martial Arts. He resorts to short
term hook-ups, figuring he'll be alone forever.
When a gorgeous
redhead literally falls into his life, he decides that it's fate and pursues
her relentlessly. But this girl is seriously damaged, and keeps secrets that he
doesn't understand and can't get her to reveal. Her lack of trust and seeming
paranoia about letting anyone get close to her leads Drew to keep some secrets
of his own.
This is
a companion novel to Relatively Famous, told from Drew's point of view.
ALREADY FAMOUS EXCERPT
CHAPTER 2
Drew leaves the
café with Sydney.
Sydney
is clearly distraught. I can’t let her walk home like this, what if someone
takes advantage of her? “I’m going with you, you’re upset. I can walk you home
if you like.”
Then
maybe I’ll get her to give me her number. God, I sound like a stalker. A
famous, movie star, lunatic, Adam Reynolds-hating stalker.
“Drew,
you’re being very nice considering I just acted like a total psycho. Just
because you saved me once doesn’t mean that you have an obligation to walk me
home.” She looks in my eyes and I see it there, behind the fear. She doesn’t
want to end our conversation either, but for whatever reason, she needs to be
somewhere else right now. I feel hope rising up in me.
Be
honest with her Forrester.
I reach
out and touch her arm to stop her from bolting out of the café. Just like the
last time, a spark of electricity shoots straight to my dick. Jesus, calm down.
I can’t let her see a damn tent in my pants.
“First
of all, you’re not a psycho, well, maybe a little for sitting with a strange
pseudo-repellant man who gives really good first aid and rides home to bleeding
women. Second, I know I’m not obligated to walk you home, but I don’t think you
should be alone when you’re upset. Plus, I just like talking to you and was
hoping we could talk more.”
She nods
at me, a little stunned. Maybe when I touched her she felt it too. I grab the
brim of my cap and pull it down to hide from the Adam Reynolds’ fan club in the
café and follow her outside.
Shit,
this is my chance. Go big or go home, right?
About the Author
I grew up in New England and currently live outside Atlanta, GA with my husband, two kids, a French Bulldog and a pug.
I'm a full-time procrastinator and a part-time everything else.
I love the Red Sox, chocolate, and traveling.
When I'm not writing, I'm dealing drugs legally as a pharmacist.
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