Love Reality
by Nana Malone
Series: The Donavans, #2
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: March 2, 2015
A romantic who believes in love…
Walking love disaster, Mia Donovan, is a reality television production assistant by day, secret dating blogger, Lonely Girl, by night. All she has to do to get the job of a lifetime is face her fears and step in front of the camera. Unfortunately that also means dating her nemesis, Single Guy, for the entire world to see.
A cynic giving love advice…
Reluctant, dating columnists, Ryan Matthews, otherwise known as Single Guy, thinks reality-dating shows are soul-sucking endeavors that have more to do with selling unrealistic expectations than love. But for a shot at writing serious stories, he’s willing to go undercover on Love Reality to do an exposé on the dating competition. What he doesn't count on, is falling in love.
He cleared his throat and then reached over to wipe it away. Drawing his thumb into his mouth, he licked the pad, his gaze never leaving hers. "I don't think my type has changed at all. I clearly still like beautiful women. But I like them smart, spontaneous, and unpredictable. I'm also partial to a smart mouth."
"So you're a masochist."
He laughed. His next question surprised even him. "So, Mia, tell me if you've ever been in love?" As soon the words were out of his mouth, he regretted them.
Her eyes widened, and she sputtered. Shaking her head, she shifted uncomfortably as a light flush tinted her cheeks. "I-I-Uh..." Her gaze flickered to camera two, and she licked her lips. "I was once. It didn't work out."
The sadness in her tone made his stomach cramp. Why had he asked her that? He was a masochist. If his plan was to shut off his feelings for her, he was doing a miserable job.
The next question was measured, but he still wanted the answer. "Do you regret it?"
Her eyes went wide. "No." With a shrug, she added, "It taught me a few things about myself and about the kind of person I'm supposed to be. What about you?"
Shit. Emotional honesty was not something he'd planned on today—in front of cameras no less. This was supposed to be light. Fun. Not soul baring. "I thought I was, once. Turns out I wasn't." He swallowed quickly, acutely aware of the cameras.
When he leaned forward, the scent of jasmine swirled around him, making him inhale deeper. It really wasn’t fair that she smelled so good or looked so good. He itched to touch her. Shit, he was only human. One taste was all he wanted, like a junkie in need of a fix.
With an index finger, he tipped her chin up, and her eyes flared. Her tongue peeked out to moisten her lips, and he bit back a groan. Bracing himself for the jolt of electricity that would run through his body, he held his breath and slid his lips over hers. It was barely a kiss, the contact was so light, but his body still went rigid.
Mia hesitated, but then she made a soft mewling sound at the back of her throat and relaxed into him, her lips yielding to his. When she tentatively slid her tongue into his mouth, his tenuous hold on the strings of control slipped.
The blood rushed in his skull, and he slid his hands into the fall of hair at the nape of her neck. The low growl in his throat as he deepened the kiss warned him that he was losing control. That he was going to take this too far. All he wanted to do was take that kiss deeper, but if he went any further, he wouldn't be able to stop. With a force of will he didn't know he had, Ryan forced himself to draw back.
Mia blinked slowly, her dazed gaze slowly coming into focus. "You really should come with a warning label," she whispered.
"I'm not the only one."
A low buzz in his earpiece reminded him they weren’t alone. “What the fuck are you doing? Kiss her again. Take it up a notch. Even better for ratings if you take her upstairs.”
Ryan gritted his teeth. Next date with Mia, he was ditching the earpiece; he didn't give a fuck what Jamie had to say about it. When he kissed Mia again, it wouldn’t be because Jamie told him to. He ran a thumb over Mia’s bottom lip. “C’mon. Let’s get you back to the city.”
With her overactive imagination, and channeling her inner Buffy, it was only a matter a time before she started creating her own characters. Waiting for her chance at a job as a ninja assassin, Nana meantime works out her drama, passion, and sass with fictional characters every bit as sassy and kick butt as she thinks she is.
Nana is the author of twenty novels. And the books in her series have been on multiple Amazon Kindle and Barnes & Noble bestseller lists as well as the iTunes Breakout Books list and most notably the USA Today Bestseller list.
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