About
the Book
Title:
You’re Still The One
Author:
Sasha Clinton
Genre:
Contemporary Romance
One love. One man. Two chances.
Ashley has her life
sorted out. After a painful divorce, she has now rebuilt her
life as an editor. She is happy with her
life—until her ex-husband Andrew walks into it, opening up the deep
scars that even time has failed to heal.
He’s gorgeous,
funny and as utterly tempting as he was seven years ago. Plus,
being the editor for his new book, she cannot avoid him. But Andrew
has his own issues lingering from the past.
Bound
together by work, every breath they take draws them closer, into the
same hopeless, passionate love that they once shared...
AUTHOR
BIO
Sasha
Clinton discovered romance novels at the age of thirteen and has been
addicted to the genre ever since. After getting a degree in Chemical
Engineering and realizing that there was no way she could ever be an
engineer, she decided to follow her passion and write romance novels.
Sasha has lived in New Delhi, Melbourne, Manchester and Boston and
continues to move frequently. But wherever she is, she’s hard at
work on her next book.
LINKS
Amazon-
http://www.amazon.com/Youre-Still-One-Singles-Book-ebook/dp/B01AVVRT4M
Goodreads-
https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/28664555-you-re-still-the-one
Website-http://www.sashaclinton.com
Twitter-@SashaClinton
Book
Excerpts
EXCERPT
#2
There
was only one way out of this—and she took it. Cupping his face, she
plunged into the most satisfying, delicious sin.
Her
lips draped over his, recognizing him, welcoming him back. Oh, it had
been so long. So long and so lonely without him. One hot, hungry
tongue glided over another until she couldn’t tell which one was
hers. He tasted different. Like wine, he had acquired a more pleasing
flavor with time.
The
slow groan from his throat melted into her mouth, ratcheting up the
conflagration consuming her ecstatic nerve endings.
It
was a devastatingly powerful, carnal reunion. One she hoped would
last as long as eternity, yet lasted barely a few seconds longer
until someone’s sneeze jolted them both out of their kiss.
“Don’t
ask me why I did it. I just felt like doing it,” she said, the
instant she regained her breath… some of it, at least.
“What
else do you feel like doing?”
“A
lot of things. None of which I should be doing.” She wet her lips.
“Me
too.” His gaze descended to the zipper of her skirt.
“Your
place or mine?” Her lips played over his jaw. She licked the strong
bone.
That
drew a smirk from him. “I thought you said you shouldn’t be doing
this.”
“I
don’t mean everything I say.”
“Mine,
then.”
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