Excerpt & Giveaway! Them by @Careylolo Carey Heywood @IndieSagePromo

Them by Carey Heywood Him #3 

Publication Date: April 22, 2015 Genres: Contemporary, Romance

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Blurb

First comes love, then comes marriage, then comes… As Will and Sarah Price settle into being Mr & Mrs, they meet a stumbling block neither of them anticipated. All of their friends are starting families of their own, but not them, and not for lack of trying. For them, their dreams of a happily ever after always included a baby. While Sarah struggles with the fear that her love isn’t enough, Will worries that she gave up too much for him. Neither know what to expect when they’re not expecting. Together, they’ll learn that there is more than one way to build a family.

Excerpt

Her face lifts from her screen and a lazy smile spreads across it. No matter what else is going on in the world, knowing my wife is happy to see me every day when I get home from work is all I truly care about.

“Hey, honey. Everything is fine.”

I cross the room and sit on the edge of her desk, leaning down as she tilts her face toward mine, offering me her lips.

After a gentle, loving kiss hello, I lift my head. “You’re working later than normal.”

She presses a few keys before pushing away from her desk and standing. “I watched a movie after lunch and was checking my email to make sure no one sent me anything.”

My legs open for her to come stand between them as she drapes her arms around my neck. “Watch anything good?

Nodding, she grins. “I loved it, but it was a period romance so you would have hated it.”

“Were there any boobs?”

She laughs and I lean forward to kiss her neck.

“No boobs,” she replies, her breath catching as my hand slides down her back and into her yoga pants to grip her delectable ass.

“You’re right. I probably wouldn’t have liked it.”

My other hand slides under her shirt to palm her breast. Crap, sports bra. Sarah owns four types of bras: lacy ones which are sexy as hell, cotton ones which are still sexy but not as much as the lacy ones, old sport bras which are a breeze to slip my hands into, and then these sport bras. These bras are like the Fort Knox of boob protection.

I hate them. Here I have my sexy wife rubbing against me while my hand is on her ass and I can’t get to her breasts. The elastic is practically glued to her body. I enjoy undressing her, but she’s going to have to handle that bra herself.

Giving up, I move that hand to join the other on her ass, kneading her cheeks as I kiss my way back up her neck. “Have we ever fucked on your desk?”

I had a dream once we had sex on my desk at school. The classroom was full of people watching us, but instead of my students it was Congress. I think it was around election time. Old dudes watching me bang my wife was weird, but I remember that image of her laid out across my desk and how hot it was.

She shakes her head. Oh, it’s on.

About Carey Heywood

New York Times and USA Today bestselling author with six books out and many more to come. She was born and raised in Alexandria, Virginia. Ever the mild-mannered citizen, Carey spends her days working in the world of finance, and at night, she retreats into the lives of her fictional characters. Supporting her all the way are her husband, three sometimes-adorable children, and their nine-pound attack Yorkie.

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