Welcome to our stop of the Silent Music by Aisling Magic Book Tour! We'll be sharing an excerpt from the book with you today! Silent Masic is a contemporary romance novel. This book tour is organized by InkSlingerPR. Please read on to learn more about the book, read the excerpt and enter the giveaway!
ABOUT THE BOOK!
Author: Aisling Magic
Genre: Contemporary, Romance
Release Date: September 30, 2019
Brought together by passion;
Separated by destiny.
She’s his muse.
His love.
His inspiration.
And he refuses to let her go.
For nearly two years, Kai Eastwood has watched Phoenix Banks lost in a state of coma.
Singing the songs they wrote.
Remembering the moments they spent together.
Missing the kisses they shared.
Holding hope.
But how long can hope be held when, with each new day, Phoenix slips farther away?
Maybe this time
When the music fades,
And the silence invades,
Their song will begin.
READ AN EXCERPT!
Once at his place, I tossed my bag on his couch and sauntered to the kitchen with Kai behind me.
“When’s your mom coming home?” Kai’s mom wasn’t my greatest fan, and I always felt uncomfortable around her.
“We’ve got a few hours.”
I spun around to face him. “You promised me some nakedness, mister.” I pointed a finger at Kai’s T-shirt.
“Come and take it off,” he said, leaning his back on the wall.
As tempting as that may have sounded, I wasn’t doing it. If I touched him, I’d seriously jump on him, and let’s say that the end result wouldn’t have been cookies in the oven.
I shook my head. “Not touching you.”
“Scared you might not be able to resist what lies underneath?” Kai asked.
It’s been seven months since Kai and I started dating, and last month we talked about having sex. Since we’re both virgins, we decided not to rush things and gave ourselves three more months before actually doing the deed, but ever since we talked about it, the sexual tension had increased, and the waiting was all the more difficult.
“Don’t tempt me,” I cautioned, pulling out a chair and gluing my ass there so that I didn’t jump on Kai and rip his T-shirt off.
He chuckled and took the edges of his shirt between his fingers. His biceps curved as his hands moved the T-shirt higher up his abdomen. My gaze melted over the exposed skin as he peeled the T-shirt off. Enticing me further, the collar of the T-shirt got stuck behind his left ear, and he yanked it off, messing up his hair—my poor jaw met the floor. I released a long breath I wasn’t aware I was holding and relaxed my grip on the table.
“Enjoy the show?” he asked but didn’t wait for my response before turning around to preheat the oven.
Hell yeah, I enjoyed the show. “Uh-huh …” I tried to mumble with my dry throat and jaw still on the floor.
Kai chuckled. He started looking for the ingredients and placed them on the table as I watched his shoulders and chest muscles move. The chest muscles stopped moving, which meant he stopped moving too. I lifted my head to see he was looking right at me.
“What?” I asked.
“Stop looking at my body like that. I can practically feel you licking me in your mind.”
I looked around innocently. “Who, me?”
“Shut up.” He threw a napkin at me, and I laughed.
“You can’t be shirtless and not expect me to ogle. That’s why I’m here.”
His lips spread into a wonderful smile, warming my heart. God, this guy will break my heart one day.
“When’s your mom coming home?” Kai’s mom wasn’t my greatest fan, and I always felt uncomfortable around her.
“We’ve got a few hours.”
I spun around to face him. “You promised me some nakedness, mister.” I pointed a finger at Kai’s T-shirt.
“Come and take it off,” he said, leaning his back on the wall.
As tempting as that may have sounded, I wasn’t doing it. If I touched him, I’d seriously jump on him, and let’s say that the end result wouldn’t have been cookies in the oven.
I shook my head. “Not touching you.”
“Scared you might not be able to resist what lies underneath?” Kai asked.
It’s been seven months since Kai and I started dating, and last month we talked about having sex. Since we’re both virgins, we decided not to rush things and gave ourselves three more months before actually doing the deed, but ever since we talked about it, the sexual tension had increased, and the waiting was all the more difficult.
“Don’t tempt me,” I cautioned, pulling out a chair and gluing my ass there so that I didn’t jump on Kai and rip his T-shirt off.
He chuckled and took the edges of his shirt between his fingers. His biceps curved as his hands moved the T-shirt higher up his abdomen. My gaze melted over the exposed skin as he peeled the T-shirt off. Enticing me further, the collar of the T-shirt got stuck behind his left ear, and he yanked it off, messing up his hair—my poor jaw met the floor. I released a long breath I wasn’t aware I was holding and relaxed my grip on the table.
“Enjoy the show?” he asked but didn’t wait for my response before turning around to preheat the oven.
Hell yeah, I enjoyed the show. “Uh-huh …” I tried to mumble with my dry throat and jaw still on the floor.
Kai chuckled. He started looking for the ingredients and placed them on the table as I watched his shoulders and chest muscles move. The chest muscles stopped moving, which meant he stopped moving too. I lifted my head to see he was looking right at me.
“What?” I asked.
“Stop looking at my body like that. I can practically feel you licking me in your mind.”
I looked around innocently. “Who, me?”
“Shut up.” He threw a napkin at me, and I laughed.
“You can’t be shirtless and not expect me to ogle. That’s why I’m here.”
His lips spread into a wonderful smile, warming my heart. God, this guy will break my heart one day.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR!
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Aisling Magic is a twenty-something author who can either be found writing about people falling in love or has her nose buried in a book well past her bedtime. She enjoys chocolate, cello music, rainy nights, long drives, traveling the world, and Chris Hemsworth.
About her books: She writes romance stories with a hint of humor. Her heroines may not always be sexy, but are strong, her heroes may not always be the alpha but are dedicated and the families in her stories may not always be related by blood but are all bonded by heart. Aisling likes to pretend she’s the most badass character in her novels but in the real world, she doesn’t even go to the toilet at night without lighting up the house.
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