Tuesday is becoming one of my favorite days of the week. Why, you ask? Because I get to share more than one or two measly, little lines with you! So here it is...an unedited tease from the sixth book in Sweet Serenity aka Adeline Raines's Untitled story.
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"Methinks you're a liar, Addy-Paddy-Bear."
“Methinks, my ass,” Addy retorted, meeting Ella glare for glare. “You know. You’re just too chicken to ask.”
Ella appeared to check the banner one last time before sauntering over to the loveseat and dropping down onto it. “I’m not too chicken,” she said. She didn’t look scared or even worried, for that matter, as she sank into the cushions with a sigh.
“She’s too nice,” Jaycee declared as she quit playing with the Boombox then took a seat on the couch across from Ella. “But I’m not.”
“No joke,” Shannon muttered as she too joined their mini-congregation. “J is a nosy bitch.”
Addy rolled her eyes. Like Shannon wasn’t a nosy bitch. They all were. Addy adored that about them—normally, anyway.
“So…” Jaycee didn’t beat around the bush for long before asking, “Why did that scrumptious Henry drop out of your movie?” She rubbed her palms together, a diabolical smile forming on her girl-next-door-face. The contrast between sweet Jaycee and sinister Jaycee was straight-up creepy. “Even better, are you going to ask Jayson to replace him?”
Just the mention of Jayson quickened Addy’s pulse, and her hands started sweating. God, she was pitiful. Jace was in Los Angeles—not that she’d looked at the entertainment news or anything—and she was over a thousand miles away from him in Serenity. Yet her she sat, surrounded by a group of heathen women in her very own living room, feeling like some teen girl crushing on the big, bad movie star who was way out of her league. Oh yeah, she was hopeless.
Shannon wiggled her eyebrows. “That would totally be hot.” She elbowed Addy repeatedly.
Grumbling, Addy batted Shannon’s pesky arm away.
“You and Jayson heating up the screen would make up for you and Caedon.” Shannon made a disgusted face, mixing in a little gagging for good measure. “Ménage à ick.”
“Hey!” Ella growled. “That’s my husband you’re talking about, hoebag.”
“Who just happens to be playing your friend’s lover on-screen.” Katie-Anne tossed a carrot in the air and caught it with her mouth. “Talk about fucked the hell up.”
“It was my idea.” Ella scowled. “I didn’t want him to pretend to be with some other skanky ho.”
Shannon pointed directly at Addy. “As opposed to this one?”
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