Title: Save Me From Myself (Nashville Nights #1)
Author: Stacey Mosteller
Expected
Release Date: February 2014
Genre: New Adult Romance
Synopsis
Lyric Hayes spent the first 22 years of her life trying
to be the perfect daughter and the perfect girlfriend. After a tragedy and her fiance’s
betrayal, she's running. Starting over far away from the person she used to be. She's made herself a vow - no relationships. She's
trying to heal, not complicate her life further.
David Pearson has it all. Confidence, awesome
friends, successful business. But, David's dealt with loss too. He knows better than
anyone not to judge by what's on the surface.
Drawn to Lyric despite her inability to trust, he'll do
anything to own her heart.
Will secrets and misunderstandings send Lyric
running again? Or will David finally save her from herself?
Excerpt
Suddenly, Anna grabs my arm, pulling me towards
her. “Who’s that?” she shouts in my ear over the loud music. Looking over at the
bar, I see the tiny blonde girl with pink highlights bending over it, holding herself
up by her arms talking to David. He is smiling down, listening intently to her. When
he replies to her, her entire face lights up and she kisses his cheek before dropping
back down to the floor.
I turn back to Anna and snort, “Probably the flavor
of the week. That’s the same girl I saw him with at the mall and at Ruby’s yesterday.
He’s no different than any other jackass we’ve met.”
Anna watches the blonde head back to her table.
“I don’t know Lyr, she didn’t exactly kiss him like a girlfriend would.” We watch as
David walks out from behind the bar. Clapping the bartender that just arrived on the
shoulder, he says something that makes the bartender laugh, and moves past him. Once he's lost in the crowd, Anna continues, "Maybe
they're just friends or-" she cuts herself off looking at something behind me. I knew
exactly what she was looking at. My entire body buzzes as I feel the heat of his body
get closer.
I turned slowly in my seat and raise an eyebrow at
David, “Can I help you?” I ask snidely.
He grins at me, “I just wanted to come over and say
hi. It’s been busy in here tonight.”
“I’m sure being a player is pretty time-consuming.”
I glare at him, wanting nothing more than to slap that smile off his face. God, how
could I have been stupid enough to fall for the “good guy” routine? Again!
He frowns, looking confused, “I’m sorry?”
Scoffing, I reply, “Yeah, you’re definitely sorry.” His eyes narrow dangerously, ”Look, I really don't
understand what your problem is. I like you, you seemed to like me. Now you're just
acting like a bitch. Excuse me if I don't get what you think I did."
Unbelievable. When will I ever meet a guy who isn't
a liar or a cheater? "You don't get it? Really? Well, let me spell it out for you. I don't
date cheaters. I refuse to be 'that' girl, and I refuse to do that to someone else.""What the hell are you talking about?" He asks, his
voice hard.
I sigh, “I saw you with your girlfriend. I've seen you
together a few times now." Is he really going to continue to deny it? I caught
him with her!
"How can you possibly see me with someone who
doesn't exist? I am many things Princess, a cheater and a liar aren’t one of them." His
voice is glacial.
My mouth drops open, “You asshole! She was
JUST here! Remember, she’s a short, skinny blonde with pink
highlights?"
Jeremy, who’s sitting next to us at the bar spits out
his beer laughing, "Shit Dave, she thinks SB is your girlfriend? Now, that's disgusting.
She'll love that!"
"SB? What kind of name is SB?" I ask, raising an
eyebrow as I look back at David.
"SB is my sister SarahBeth's nickname. My baby
sister. Not my girlfriend. She's practically my kid." David responds, glaring at me. Oh great. Now I really feel like a moron. Talk about
jumping to the wrong conclusion. "Oh."
"Yeah, oh. Princess, you really need to stop making
snap judgments about me." He snaps.
The look on his face makes me feel about two
inches tall. But, this wasn’t my fault. If he’d told me about her, this never would have
happened. Thinking about that makes me sound even bitchier. But that realization
doesn’t stop me from saying, “Well, maybe you should be a little more forthcoming.
You never said you had a sister."
"Right, because that should be my intro. ‘Hi, I'm
David, I own a bar, and have a sister I've been raising for the past 5 years.’ That's
not going to raise any questions at all," he says sarcastically while rolling his eyes."Raising?" I can't hide my confusion. She's his sister,
why is he raising her? And how old is she?
He sighs, "See what I mean? Yes, raising. Our
parents died when she was 16 and I was 27. Jeremy" he nods at the guy next to
us, "and I moved back to Nashville to take care of her. Our grandparents are in
Florida and North Carolina, so to be with them she would have had to leave her
whole life behind. After everything she'd lost, I couldn't take that away too, so I
came back and have been taking care of her ever since."
I can't believe he did that. He was a single guy, living
on his own, and he chose to move back to his hometown and take care of his sister?
"I'm so sorry. That must've been such a difficult choice to make."
He shrugs, then glares at me again. "There was
never a choice. She's my baby sister."
After that statement, he turns on his heel and walks
off. I'm beginning to think I've completely misjudged this guy.
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