Excerpt Convict by Hayley Faiman

Nov 192019
 

Convict (Unfit Hero #1) by Hayley Faiman

Guilty. ExCon. Felon. Prisoner. Criminal.

Words that now represent me.
Words that keep any decent person away from me.

I never gave much thought to words before now.

Slut. Hussy. Whore. Homewrecker. Jezebel.

Words that now reflect me.
Words that will stay indefinitely.

The evidence of those words grow inside of me.

Those Words make the entire town assume they are vindicated to use them.
I am wrong.
They are right.

Excerpt Convict (Unfit Hero #1) by Hayley Faiman

I should push him away. I should tell him to stop. I should do a lot of things. I don’t do any of them. What I do is press my palms against his hard chest and moan a little louder. Rylan’s fingers grip my hips and I wish they would move lower, or higher. I wish they would roam all over my body. I know his rough calloused fingers are going to feel amazing against my skin.

“Rylan,” I breathe when he breaks the kiss slowly. He nibbles on my bottom lip, as though he doesn’t want to pull away from me, and I don’t want him to. Not ever.

He grunts. “I shouldn’t have done this.”

Lifting my hands, I wrap them around his biceps, afraid he’s going to walk away from me, afraid he’s going to turn around and leave. I didn’t think it was possible to want a man I barely know. I want him, though. I want all of him, and I want him now.

Looking up at him, I blink a few times and inhale deeply before letting it out on a sigh. “I shouldn’t either, but here we are. Don’t go,” I beg.

His light brown eyes search my own. I don’t know what he sees in my gaze, but whatever it is, he nods. He makes a decision, internally. He doesn’t voice it, whatever it is, and I’m too nervous to ask him what it could be. I gasp when he leans down, his face moving closer to mine and he nips my bottom lip.

“Promised myself I wouldn’t touch you. Swore it, in fact,” he informs me.

I bite my bottom lip, my eyes staying focused on his. “But?” I chance.

“I’m a fucking liar,” he exhales. “A goddamn liar.” He wraps his arm around my thighs, beneath my ass and picks my feet up off of the ground.

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