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From The Promise…and a Giveaway

Got caught up with the kids and work and I didn’t want to leave you without something to read. So, I am posting another excerpt from The Promise: A Neighbor from Hell novel and letting you know that right now I am running a giveaway under the Events tab to giveaway 2 Amazon Fire Kindles. 

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An Excerpt from The Promise

Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea, she thought as she adjusted the Tupperware bowl in her arms, careful not to drop the new stack of books that she’d helped herself to as she stood there, trying to come up anything to keep her from having to knock on the closed door in front of her. She could sleep in Matt’s room, she thought, worrying her bottom lip as she glanced over her shoulder at the closed bedroom door behind her, trying to tell herself that it would only be for one night, but she knew that she would never be able to do it. Not after everything she’d seen, she thought fighting back a shudder as she turned her attention to the only other option in the house.

Reed’s room.

She could try sleeping on the couch again, and she would happily do that if it weren’t for the fact that the couch was lumpy, small even for her, and after two minutes she’d lost feeling in both her arms. She’d also tried to the floor, sleeping in a chair, the tub, and searched the rest of the rooms, hoping that one of them would turn out to be another guest room, only to come up empty. So, that left asking the man that hated her if she could sleep in his room, which probably wasn’t going to go over well. There was always her grandparents’ old house, but that wasn’t really much of an option at the moment. 

Knowing that there was no other choice, she raised her fist to knock on his door only to drop it away again, because she wasn’t sure that she should piss him off right now. Not after what happened at dinner. Not that she actually knew what happened at dinner, but since his girlfriend left early and he’d spent the entire time glaring at her, she was going to assume that something bad had happened.

Maybe she should just call a tow truck and see if they could unlock her car so that she could-

“What the hell are you doing?” Reed asked as he threw open his bedroom door so that he could glare at her.

“Ummm,” she said, doing her best to avoid the murderous glare currently aimed at her only to end staring at a well-defined chest, an incredible set of abs, and-

Deciding that focusing on his glare was probably better than staring down at what the soft grey cotton boxer shorts revealed, she forced her eyes up after deciding that Julie was a verylucky woman and faced the man that had stormed off after telling her that she could crash in Matt’s room. While she stood there, admittedly becoming somewhat concerned with the level of hostility being displayed in that glare, she decided that perhaps it was time for a heartfelt apology and hope for the best.

“I’m sorry if I said something to upset your girlfriend,” she said, only to wonder if she’d made a tactical error when he continued to glare.

She briefly considered apologizing once again for the unfortunate incident that had occurred when he’d made the mistake of tagging along with Brian when he’d visited her at school all those years ago. But, she quickly decided that it would probably be for the best if she didn’t bring that up on the off chance that he wasn’t mad about that since reminding him of that incident probably wouldn’t end well. She could go for a general apology, but she’d found that those usually ended with follow-up questions that she didn’t know how to answer. Not knowing what else to do to appease the large angry man in front of her, she decided to go the direct route and get to the reason why she was standing outside of his room at one in the morning.

“Can I sleep with you?” she asked, only to frown when he released a pained groan and rubbed his hands roughly down his face.

“What’s wrong with Matt’s room?” he asked as he dropped his hands aside so that he could gesture towards the room in question.

“It’s terrifying,” she said, really hoping that he didn’t make her go back in there, because she honestly wasn’t sure that she would be able to handle it.

Sighing heavily, he walked past her and opened Matt’s room. “It’s not that bad,” he said with a pitying shake of his head as he turned the lights on and-

“Holy shit!” he said, slamming the door shut behind him and quickly put some space between him and the room that he might want to consider calling a hazmat team to take care of.

“Yeah, so I tried sleeping on the couch, but-”

“Just take my room,” he said, cutting her off as he headed towards the stairs. “I’ll take the couch.”

“Thank you,” she said, wondering if he knew what he was getting himself into only to shrug it off.

 

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7 Responses to “From The Promise…and a Giveaway”

  1. Nicole B. says:

    I can’t wait! Your NFH books are my favorite and while I wait for new releases, I reread them all and I fall in love all over again! Thanks for being awesome!

  2. Rosaleen Ma Healy says:

    I just wanted to say that if I could write I’d like to write like you! You made me laugh in dark times. I’ve just gotten good news about certain lumps and am feeling relieved and grateful. I read your books whilst waiting for results and they lifted my spirits. Hope your muse keeps – musing? – or whatever it is muses do tha inspire you talented people. Thanks so much.
    Rosaleen Healy from very green and lovely Ireland.

    • R.L. Mathewson says:

      Rosaleen 🙂 I’m glad everything turned out well and I am glad the books helped 🙂 Going to Ireland is on my Bucket list. Hoping to do it in two years and maybe I can buy you a pint to celebrate your great news 🙂

      R.L

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