Stay With Me
(With Me in Seattle #9)
by Kristen Proby
Release Date: May 29, 2018
About Stay With Me
From New York Times bestselling author Kristen Proby comes Stay With Me, an all new addition to the series that has sold more than a million copies to date, her beloved With Me in Seattle series!
Amelia Montgomery has left her past behind her. With a beauty and fashion career that’s skyrocketing and a loving family around her, everything else is just junk in the rearview mirror.
Until it’s not.
When she has to drop out of the public eye, her cousin Jules offers her a new, temporary life on the Puget Sound. Her past may be catching up with her, but hope for the future is in Seattle.
Wyatt Crawford can’t figure out the enigmatic beauty who’s living next door. As an architect, he’s usually good at looking beneath the surface—but she barely even leaves her house.
Until she needs his help.
When she knocks on his door, how can he resist? It isn’t long before Wyatt and Amelia become more than just neighbors. But when he finally learns the truth, will the skeletons in her closet be too much for him to handle, or will he stay?
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An Excerpt from Stay With Me
I bang on his door and look around. No lights on in the houses on the street. His car is in the driveway, so I know he’s home. I mean, it’s the middle of the night, so where else would he be?
I bang again. If he’s sleeping, which I can’t imagine how he could through that noise, he can just wake up and deal with me. I may sound irrational right now, but damn it, a girl needs to sleep.
Finally, he yanks the door open and glares at me with shining hazel eyes.
“What is that noise?” I demand.
“You. You are the noise.” His chest is heaving. His naked, slightly hairy, very sexy chest. Not to mention, his light brown hair is a mess, and his chin is stubbled, and his tattoos are just…yum.
“There’s a chirping,” I insist, trying to ignore the fact that he’s only wearing short boxer briefs. The kind that clings to a man’s ass and shows off his thighs.
And, you know, other things. Like the generously sized dick outlined in the cotton.
“I don’t hear anything.”
I scowl and pause, listening. Sure enough, it’s gone.
“Come on.” I grab his hand and pull him behind me. I can hear the door shut. “You have to hear this.”
“It’s two in the fucking morning,” he says but doesn’t pull away from the grip I have on his wrist. “Can’t this wait?”
“No, because I can’t sleep.” I pull him into my house and shut the door, then hold my hand up. “Stop. Listen.”
“See!” I push my finger into his firm chest, and then back up a step so I’m not standing so close to his sexiness. Because I seriously want to attack him.
“So change the battery in the smoke detector.” He shrugs and turns to leave, but I run in front of him and block the door.
“I’ve looked for it everywhere, Wyatt. It’s not in this house.”
He frowns. “Well, it’s not at my house.”
“Please, help me.” I bite my lower lip and watch as he pushes his hand through his already messy hair and feel my nether regions immediately sit up and take notice.
“Can you put clothes on?”
“I’m wearing clothes.” I roll my eyes and lead him through the living area, the kitchen, and out to the backyard. “Where is the chirping coming from?”
“You don’t have a robe you could put on?”
I turn to frown at him. “You’re only wearing underwear.”
“Yeah, because it was the only thing I had time to pull on when you were banging my door in.”
About Kristen Proby
During that time, Kristen wrote many romance novels and joined organizations such as RWA and other small writing groups. She spent countless hours in workshops, and more mornings than she can count up before the dawn so she could write before going to work. She submitted many manuscripts to agents and editors alike, but was always told no. In the summer of 2012, the self-publishing scene was new and thriving, and Kristen had one goal: to publish just one book. It was something she longed to cross off of her bucket list.
Not only did she publish one book, she’s since published close to thirty titles, many of which have hit the USA Today, New York Times, and Wall Street Journal bestsellers lists. She continues to self-publish, best known for her With Me in Seattle and Boudreaux series, and is also proud to work with William Morrow, a division of HarperCollins, with the Fusion series.
Kristen and her husband, John, make their home in her hometown of Whitefish, Montana with their two pugs and two cats.
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