Today Mika Jolie has stopped on over to share a bit from her latest release.
According to the law of attraction, women and men can’t be friends.
Contrary to this myth, my friendship with Coriander Phillips does not rest on unrequited love or un-actualized lust. We’ve been inseparable since the day I pulled one of her pigtails and she punched me in the gut.
She’s hilarious, fun to hang out with. Together, we’re like peanut butter and jelly, spaghetti and meatballs, wings and beer. A match made in heaven.
She’s the bomb.
Did I mention she’s smokin’ hot? I’ve checked her out…maybe once or twice. Hey, I’m a guy.
Seriously, no awkwardness, no secret yearning for our relationship to escalate beyond the purely platonic. I’m the boy friend—the loyal shoulder she cries on, the dispenser of coffee, sympathy, hugs, advice, and affection with no expectations.
Until the invisible line between friends and lovers became blurry.
Now I want more. I want her.
All I have to do is convince her we can be more than friends.
Right?
If only it were that easy.
EXCERPT: The Boy Friend
THE FEEL OF CORI’S LIPS sends my mind into a sensual state of intoxication. My eyes immediately drift shut. Every nerve in my body is vibrating, and my heart . . . Well, it’s going bonkers.
Cori is kissing me.
On the streets of New York.
I am completely unprepared.
Common sense tells me to stop. Don’t engage. Pull away. But I can’t seem to find the strength.
I can’t think straight.
My head is spinning.
The kiss. It’s wrecking my equilibrium, transporting me somewhere heavenly.
Her lips are soft, succulent, and fine as they linger against mine. The warmth of her mouth sends a current running through my body. Chills run over my skin, and fire burns inside me.
I feel dizzy.
Drunk.
High.
My senses have been seduced by the rapid beat of my heart, the sweetness of the raspberry lip balm she swiped on a few minutes ago, the snow falling on our faces to where our lips meet, each one of us tasting the cold drops.
I’m brought to new heights. I need to suppress my shock, what’s going through my head. Act normal. Relax. Think: lead actor in a black-and white film.
Mika Jolie lives in New Jersey with her Happy Chaos—her husband and their energizer bunnies. A sports fanatic and a wine aficionado, she’s determined to balance it all and still write about life experiences and matters of the heart. Let’s face it, people are complicated and love can be messy. When she’s not weaving life and romance into evocative tales, you can find her on a hiking adventure, apple picking, or whatever her three men can conjure up.
Website: http://www.mikajolie.com
