Release Blitz: The Consequence of Rejection by Rachel Van Dyken
Title: The Consequence of Rejection
A Standalone Consequence Novel
Author: Rachel Van Dyken
Genre: Romantic Comedy
Release Date: March 26, 2018
You know the universe is trying to tell
you something when you get struck by lightning, but only after
getting hit on by the elderly, almost getting run over by a semi, and
running into the one who got away.
Why do they say it like that
anyway?
Like I accidentally lost her when she was the one that got
in the car with my best friend and left me.
The day after I
proposed.
We were eighteen.
I wanted forever.
She
didn't.
It's been ten years.
I tried to move on, tried to get
married, had that same wedding crashed by my now best friend who says
the only way for me to stop pissing off the universe, is to gain
closure with the one woman I can't forget.
So I do it.
I embark
on a journey down memory lane that not only lands me in prison but on
the receiving end of a fist fight in front of the entire town, this
naturally happens after drunken pool sex, climbing the same girl's
window, and getting threatened at gunpoint by her father.
To say
the universe is trying to tell me something anything, is a giant
understatement.
I just hope I survive the message.
And then, I
hope I survive her—again.
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Full breasts spilled over into a small
black bikini that left nothing to the imagination, it barely covered
nipple for that matter, and the bottoms? Well she had to keep
adjusting them lets just say high school bathing suits ten years
later look small.
In the best way possible.
Head held high she walked right by me
to Max, grabbed a shot, took it, then sucked the lime he held out in
front of her.
I growled.
Max winked at me. “Something wrong,
man?”
I reached for the non existent gun at
my side, which just made him grin harder as he kept handing out
alcohol to parents of toddlers.
Because thats the type of party it
was.
Almost everyone started talking about
their kids, retirement, stock portfolios, vacation time, and babies.
It was almost too depressing for
words.
I had all those things but what I’d
always wanted. A family. Babies.
Maddy.
She shared a sideway’s glance with
me.
I reached for her, but she pulled away
and ran full speed towards the pool and did a giant canon ball.
People cheered.
While I watched as wet cold water ran
down her curvy body, my gaze was so tranfixed on her erect nipples
I’m surprised nobody pulled me aside about my current situation of
arousal.
Cold water. Fast.
I chased after her, jumped in.
And felt the warm buzz of alcohol fill
my veins just as I popped up and saw Max follow, balls first, in my
face.
I ducked just in time so I didn’t get
a fist full of balls.
The guy only laughed once we both
popped up.
I swam towards Maddy, and tugged her
against me. “Stop running.”
“I’m not.” Her breath came out
raspy. “I’m just…reliving old times, isn’t that what you
wanted? So we could have closure?”
Why did it feel like she was turning
the tables on me.
“Yeah,” I said slowly, “But—“
Her kiss was swift.
Hard.
Fast, and oh so very punishing as I
gaped into her mouth and pinned her against he side of the pool.
Music filled the air out of nowhere
from somewhere outside, it pounded into my ears the way I wanted to
pound into her.
I grinned against her mouth as she
wrapped her legs around my waist.
And then Reid cast a shadow over us and
started pouring vodka over our heads.
Maddy tilted her head back and opened
her mouth while I leaned in and licked it off her chin.
People cheered.
“Guys!” Someone yelled. “Keep it
down, someones going to call the cops!”
“Cops?” Max laughed loudly. “I am
the law, bitches!” The music blared. “Plus, we already got our
cop here.” He pointed while I took another shot.
People cheered.
And then Maddy squeezed her thighs.
Yeah the cops were coming alright.
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Rachel Van Dyken is the New York Times,
Wall Street Journal, and USA Today Bestselling author of regency and
contemporary romances. When she's not writing you can find her
drinking coffee at Starbucks and plotting her next book while
watching The Bachelor.
She keeps her home in Idaho with her
Husband, adorable son, and two snoring boxers! She loves to hear from
readers!
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