Book Blitz - In Pursuit By Olivia Luck & Excerpt
In Pursuit
Author: Olivia Luck
Publication Date: February 11th,2014
Genres: Contemporary, New Adult, Romance

Adjusting to life with Claire, her gregarious new roommate, is more than simply testing comfort limits. With just one meeting, Eddie finds herself unable to resist the draw of Harris Grant, Claire’s brooding and overprotective older brother.
Harris doesn’t fit her idea of a safe relationship. He pushes Eddie to face her deepest insecurities and fears of abandonment. And Harris holds on to his own painful loss, unable to overcome personal demons.
Eddie and Harris must learn to conquer their internal struggles. But as they navigate their new love, outside forces fight to drive them apart.
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Excerpt
The next week begins uneventfully. Claire and I go about our normal
work routines, and things are peaceful. I know that this won’t be a long
term living situation for me, but this existence works for the time
being. Of course, the absence of Harris probably has made her more
relaxed. I haven’t seen or heard from him since Saturday evening. Now,
Wednesday night, I’m antsy for another encounter. Sarah’s right, I need
to get his number and make things happen.
I’m working on dinner
when the front door opens and closes more softly than usual. I’m in the
middle of singing to myself, On my Own from Les Miserables, when he
starts making his way into the condo. I do not hide my voice from him,
instead I work through the words of the song, emoting the loneliness
held in the lyrics.
Before I see him, I feel him. The way my
heart starts galloping in my chest, the knife becoming slippery in my
damp palm. My skin starts to tingle, still humming in appreciation from
his earlier touches. I sing softly to myself, the words slipping out. I
don’t feel the usual rush of shyness. He should see this side of me.
When
our eyes connect as he enters the kitchen, I know he’s feeling
something, too, by the way that his eyes soften at the sight of me and
his lips flicker upward for a half second. I cut the song short, ending
before the singer professes her love.
Neither of us speaks as he
crosses the galley kitchen. I avert my eyes back to the task in front of
me as he moves behind me. He places one palm on either side of
countertop, caging me in.
I concentrate on my breathing, but it
doesn’t help the racing of my heart or the butterflies of excitement
fluttering in my stomach. We’re not physically touching, but every pore
of my body hums with energy.
“Do you feel that?” he asks huskily.
“Yes,” I breathe.
His cheek brushes against my hair in an achingly tender gesture.
“Good.”
His arms drop and he puts distance between us, his features oddly calm.
Wow.
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