A few days ago I promised you a sneak preview of my new book: Never Say Never, Part One. I’ve been twiddling my fingers in anticipation of this moment. I hope you enjoy reading it, as much as I enjoyed writing it. Here goes nothin’:
Small teaser from Never Say Never
“You owe me.”
His grip was iron on her throat and the low thump of music in the strip club matched the pounding of her heart.
“I’m not your cheap whore.” Emily stared him in the eye, not backing down.
“Shoulda thought of that before you took up the habit, girl.” Big Nick flexed his biceps and brought his face closer, inches from hers. There was a sheen of sweat on top of his bald head, and drips of it ran down onto his cheekbones.
“I don’t take coke anymore, Nick.” She’d kicked the habit as soon as she’d realized it wasn’t dulling the pain or wiping out the memories. It made it worse.
“Cry me a river, girly, you still owe me a chunk of change and I want it. Or else.”
She was pressed against the changing room’s door. There was nowhere to run or hide, but she didn’t want to. Or at least she was sure she didn’t want to. Not this time.
“I don’t have the money, Nick.”
“Then you’ll have to pay me in other ways.” He stuck out his slimy tongue and licked her neck, that sour breath whistling in her ear.
Emily pushed back hard and the door groaned in protest. Pink lights outlined the mirror above the dressing table, casting a rose light on their reflections.
“Get off me, you disgusting pig.” He was a bouncer at the club and he watched her day and night, whenever she had a shift. The fear had built to breaking point now. She was a cornered dog, ready to strike.
“What did you say?” Big Nick squeezed tight and her breath came in ragged gasps. Heat built in her brain, overwhelming her defiance with fear.
“Gerrof.” Emily choked it out.
“Not till I get a taste.” He nipped her flesh hard, and she beat against his arms with all her might. Horror pumped through her veins, replacing oxygen, intoxicating her with fear and loathing.
“Kay.” The word squeaked with the last bit of air in her lungs.
“What?” Big Nick let go of her neck.
“I need time to come up with the money.” Air had never tasted this sweet, but she didn’t savor it for long. “I need time, okay?”
“I’m not a patient man.”
No shit. But what else could she do? She didn’t have the cash and she sure as hell wouldn’t make it on a night in the strip club. Drug habits were expensive. Emily studied him: his leather jacket, the ring in his nose, the beginnings of a beard and the yellow smoke-stained teeth.
He was everything she didn’t want to be.
“Look, I can make it up to you, I need a couple weeks to get it together.”
“A couple weeks? Keep dreaming, slut. You’ve got a week.” He raised his index finger, that was stained with yellow too, and held it close enough that she could smell the off-sweetness of tobacco.
“I can’t do it in that time, Nick. Be reasonable.” She didn’t want to beg this freak, this big slab of a man with nothing but a cock for brains. Much like most of the men she’d encountered in the years since she’d… Emily shook her head and swallowed. Couldn’t think of that now.
“You have one week and after that,” he paused and grabbed a handful of her ass cheek, “your ass is mine.”
END OF THE TEASER. ARE YOU READY TO READ MORE?
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