We are so pleased to bring you the Release Day Launch for Jennifer L. Armentrout's STAY WITH ME! STAY WITH ME is a New Adult contemporary romance being published by Avon (William Morrow), an imprint of HarperCollins, and is a part of Jennifer’s With You Saga!
STAY WITH ME Synopsis:
From the #1 New York Times bestselling
author of Wait for You and Be with Me comes a
daring tale that pushes boundaries . . .
At 21, Calla hasn't done a lot of things. She’s never been
kissed, never seen the ocean, never gone to an amusement park. But growing up,
she witnessed some things no child ever should. She still carries
the physical and emotional scars of living with a strung-out mother,
Mona—secrets she keeps from everyone, including her close circle of college
friends.
But the safe cocoon Calla has carefully built is shattered
when she discovers her mom has stolen her college money and run up a huge
credit card debt in her name. Now, Calla has to go back to the small town she
thought she’d left behind and clean up her mom’s mess again. Of course, when she
arrives at her mother’s bar, Mona is nowhere to be found. Instead, six feet of
hotness named Jackson James is pouring drinks and keeping the place humming.
Sexy and intense, Jax is in Calla’s business from the moment
they meet, giving her a job and helping her search for Mona. And the way he
looks at her makes it clear he wants to get horizontal . . . and maybe
something more. Before Calla can let him get close, though, she’s got to deal
with the pain of the past—and some very bad guys out to mess her up if she
doesn't give them her mom.
EXCERPT:
As I lay there, trying to swallow a
loud, obnoxious yawn, I remembered something he’d said when we first met, about
life being too short. I imagined he had firsthand experience with shortened
lives while he was serving. That mentality came from experience. I got that
now. Could even understand it, but there was something I didn’t
understand.
“Why?” I asked.
There was a beat. “Why what?”
Jax sounded tired, and I should
shut up or point out that I was now tired and could sleep, so he could leave.
But I didn’t. “Why are you here? You don’t know me and . . .” I trailed off,
because there really wasn’t anything left to say.
A minute went by, and he hadn’t
answered my question, and then I think another minute ticked on, and I was okay
with him not answering because maybe he didn’t even know. Or maybe he was just
bored and that was why he was here.
But then he moved.
Jax pressed against my back, and
the next breath I took got stuck in my throat. My eyes shot open. The sheet and
blanket were between us, but they felt like nothing.
“What are you doing?” I asked.
“Getting comfortable.” He dropped
an arm over my waist, and my entire body jerked against his. “It’s time to
sleep I think.”
“But—”
“You can’t sleep when you talk,” he
remarked.
“You don’t need to be all up on
me,” I pointed out.
His answering chuckle stirred the
hair along the back of my neck. “Honey, I’m not all up on you.”
I freaking begged to differ on that
point. I started to wiggle away, but the arm around my waist tightened, holding
me in place.
“You’re not going anywhere,” he
announced casually, as if he wasn’t holding me prisoner in the bed.
Okay. The whole prisoner thing
might be melodramatic, but he wasn’t letting me up. Not when he was getting all
kinds of comfy behind me.
Oh my God, this was spooning. Total
spooning. I was spooning with an honorary member of the Hot Guy Brigade. Did I
wake up in a parallel universe?
“Sleep,” he demanded, as if the one
word carried that much power. “Go to sleep, Calla.” This time his voice was
softer, quieter.
“Yeah, it doesn’t work that way,
Jax. You have a nice voice, but it doesn’t hold the power to make me sleep on
your command.”
He chuckled.
I rolled my eyes, but the most
ridiculous thing ever was the fact that after a couple of minutes, my eyes
stayed shut. I . . . I actually settled in against him. With his front pressed
to my back, his long legs cradling mine, and his arm snug around my waist, I
actually did feel safe. More than that, I felt something else—something I
hadn’t felt in years.
I felt cared for . . . cherished.
Which was the epitome of dumb,
because I barely knew him, but feeling that, recognizing what the warm, buzzing
feeling was, I fell right asleep.
Jennifer writes young adult paranormal, science fiction, fantasy, and contemporary romance. She is published with Spencer Hill Press, Entangled Teen and Brazen, Disney/Hyperion and Harlequin Teen. Her book Obsidian has been optioned for a major motion picture and her Covenant Series has been optioned for TV. She also writes adult and New Adult romance under the name J. Lynn. She is published by Entangled Brazen and HarperCollins.
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