The Swamp is about to get a
whole lot hotter! The Outskirts by T.M. Frazier is coming September 12th!
Sawyer wants a life of her own.
Finn wants to forget he ever had
After a tragedy, Finn Hollis
into the swamp to be alone.
That is until Sawyer Dixon shows
all SCORCHING HOT innocence,
claiming she owns the land less
fifty feet from his front door.
Sawyer gets under his SKIN, but
She makes him WANT things.
Things Finn hasn’t wanted in a
very very long time.
Finn WANTS Sawyer
Almost as much as he wants her
in his BED.
The Outskirts is Book One in the
My throat tightened and a heaviness grew in my chest like my
heart didn’t know whether to beat faster or stop beating altogether. “Did you leave me all this
to show me the life you could’ve had, but didn’t? Why!?” I pounded the wheel again and then
again, and again and again until my vision was blurry and all I could see was the redness of my
own heated rage. “You’re a fucking coward! You fucking COWARD!” I screamed to no one,
pounding on the wheel until the skin across my knuckles split and blood dripped between my
Strong hands bit into my biceps, yanking me from the cab. I
was spun around by my shoulders and found myself face to face with Finn. “I like it when you
swear,” he said, pressing close.
“Finn, get off me! Get off me! Let me go!” I wailed, struggling
to free myself from his grip. Kicking out my legs only to connect with the air as he evaded my
A growl tore from his throat. Finn picked me up and walked
me to the back of the truck, setting me on the open tailgate. He pushed himself between my
legs and hovered over me to keep me from leaping off.
“Let me go,” I demanded, pushing at his hard chest. “I don’t
have time for your broodiness right now.”
Finn held my wrists together with one hand. “No, of course
you don’t. You’re too busy tearing up pictures and screaming at no one.”
“Let me go,” I repeated.
“No,” he said between clenched teeth.
“Just go! Leave me alone. Leave meeeeeee!” I wailed as I
pounded against his stone chest.
“You don’t want to hit me,” he warned, his eyes hardened.
“Then let me go.”
“Why?” He stepped in closer, unaffected by my attempt to
fight against him. My inner thighs were touching his outer thighs.
“Because she did!” I screamed, my eyes sprang open to find
his cold blue gaze. “She could have run anywhere and taken me with her. Instead she left him
but she left me too. She was a coward who couldn’t make the right decision and I love her. I
love her…but I hate her. I hate her so much…so…” I was interrupted when Finn’s lips pressed
against mine, momentarily rendering me stupid. I pointed my toes toward the sky to avoid my
initial instinct which was to wrap my legs around him. It was so consuming that I momentarily
forgot to fight him off, but I didn’t need to, he pulled his lips from mine.
“Stop doing that,” I said. I pushed him off but he stayed
between my legs, his hands on my bare back just under the hem of his big t-shirt I was wearing.
His gaze hardened. I could see the conflict written in his lined forehead and the deep V
between his eyes. I had no doubt the conflict had everything to do with me.
And kissing me.
“It’s your fault that I do it,” Finn said, his voice deep and
smooth against my chin and then my neck.
“So that’s your plan? Kiss me every time you want to shut me
up?” I asked, still feeling every bit of my anger but also feeling something else. Something that
sent tingles between my legs and an ache in my core. “Thank you for saving me. Really. Thank
you. I appreciate it,” my voice cracked. “But you can just leave me alone now. And please, STOP
kissing me.” My words a whisper.
“I’m going to kiss you whenever I want to kiss you,” Finn
stated as if I didn’t have a say in the matter.
The early morning sunlight highlighted the beads of sweat
trickling from his shoulders down his broad chest and across the valleys of his defined abs. He
was standing so close that we were breathing in each other’s air.
“Whenever you want to kiss me?” I laughed. “I don’t
understand you. I don’t understand any of this. You’re always mad at me. Why did you save
me? Why do you keep kissing me when you’re always mad at me?”
“It’s when I’m pissed off at you that I want to kiss you the
most,” Finn said, his voice flowing over my skin like a silky blanket. He slid me closer so I could
feel the outline of his rigid erection as if he were proving a point. He lowered his lips to mine
and consumed my mouth in a greedy kiss that had me shaking with need and spinning with
“Do you always kiss everyone you hate?” I asked, yanking my
lips from his.
“Does this feel like hate to you?” he growled pushing his hard
length between my legs.
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About the Author:
T.M.Frazier is a USA TODAY bestselling author.
She resides in sunny Southwest Florida with her husband and her young daughter.
When she’s not writing she loves talking to her readers,
country music, reading and traveling. Her debut novel, The Dark Light of Day was published in
September of 2013 and when she started writing it she intended for it to be a light beachy romance.
Well…it has a beach in it!
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