Synopsis for Getting Back Annie
Annie Watson and her friends return in Winning Back Ryan’s
sequel, Getting Back Annie. The book starts off a month after the end of the
first book. Annie and Brian are getting ready to go to the Aschcroft’s for the
Fourth of July weekend. Once there, we meet Annie’s family, including her
brother, Jordan. But, surprises are in store for Annie on this vacation. It’s
not a coincidence that Brian just wants Annie and her family over for the trip.
When they return to NYC, Annie finds herself needing a second job and a way to
deal with her constant nightmares from her attack. She finds herself leaning on
Ben more and more, who is helping her deal and cope, much to Brian’s dismay.
But, Ben isn’t pleased with how little Brian is helping Annie and decides to
take a more active role in her recovery…and in her bedroom.
Is Annie’s romance with Ben merely situational? Is he simply
the right man to help her move on? Or is something else evolving from their
five year friendship? What happens to Brian and Annie’s relationship? Is it
over because of a mistake on his part? Will their love endure? What is Ryan’s
final fate? Find out in Getting Back Annie, as our heroine continues her path
to self-discovery.
Extract
Twenty minutes later, the limo was parked
outside my apartment building. “Are you going to be okay?” I asked Kat. She
nodded. Then I glanced at Ben, my eyes asking the same question.
“You should go now before I convince you to
stay,” he replied, his hands clasped together.
I shivered
at his words knowing just how easily he’d be able to keep me there if he wanted
to. “You didn’t answer my question, though. Are you going to be okay?”
His jaw clenched as he looked at me with the
wildest eyes I had ever seen. “Annie, if you don’t go right now, I will
convince you to stay. And if you come with me, I will do unspeakably dirty
things to you. I’ll do things to your body that I’m sure no man has. And when
I’m done, there will be nothing virginal about you anymore. You’ll be in
the confessional a month straight after I’m finished.”
I shivered violently, because I knew he meant
every word of what he said. “Bye.” I said to Kat. “It was so nice meeting you.”
She nodded, frowning. I glanced at Ben. “Goodbye. For good.” I was honest
enough to know that I needed to run from Ben to keep myself from making a
mistake. A strong hand grabbed my arm, furious eyes staring at me. I yanked my
arm out of Ben’s grasp. “What do you want? I said, ‘Goodbye.’”
“I’m not leaving,” he replied.
Furious, I pointed to the car. “Get in and
go.”
He shook his head, placing his hands on his
hips. “Not until you tell me why him and why not me.”
“Hmm. Let’s see. He can commit to a
relationship…not run away for three weeks after making love to someone!” I
shouted.
Ben grabbed his hair, yanking it. “That wasn’t
my fault! I had to stay away!” I rolled my eyes dramatically, making sure he
saw before I turned. “Get back here!” he shouted. I glanced over my
shoulder. “What else? That can’t be the only reason.”
“You need another reason? You and I together
are a powder keg, one match away from exploding,” I said, “We’re either
screaming at each other, punching each other, or trying to tear each other’s
clothes off.”
“So. Fucking. What?” He shouted.
“And I don’t want that kind of chaos in my
love life. Loving Brian is easy. It doesn’t wreck me like you do,” I admitted,
“Those three weeks that you were gone…those were the three worst weeks of my
life. Going into your apartment that night after George called me…I felt
physically ill.”
“They were the worst three weeks for me, too.
It’ll never happen again. I swear it,” he replied adamantly.
I shook my head. “I don’t want this
craziness.” I turned to walk into the apartment.
“What if I need you to save me?” he asked. His
words stopped me in my tracks. I glanced back, and my breath caught in my
throat at the vulnerability in his expression. “Your love is changing me,
princess. You give me purpose, something else other than fighting, and fucking,
and just coasting through life. You make me work for it every Goddamn second. I
need that.”
I was so turned on that I was in physical
pain. “I think you’ll be fine without me.”
He clenched his jaw, furious eyes glaring at
me. “Fine. You want him? You want to go back to the old, boring story just
because you know how it’s going to end? Go on ahead. But, before you go,
fix me.”
I blinked. “What are you talking about?”
He pointed at me. “You broke me! After I left
the hospital that night, I tried to lose myself in someone. I
wanted to forget all the memories and pain. You were with Brian. Nothing was
going to happen between us.” He pointed at his crotch. “He wouldn’t get hard! I
couldn’t do it! So, after I left embarrassed as shit, I tried again another night.
Nothing. I saw you a week later, and it worked perfectly fine. Raging fuckin’
hard on all night long.” I had never been more turned on that I was at that
moment. “So, undo whatever you did to me right now!”
“You want to be turned off by me?” I asked. He
nodded as I walked towards him. Stopping right in front of him, I placed my
hand over his heart, looking into his eyes. “I love you…madly, passionately,
irrevocably. It’s becoming difficult for me to see a future that doesn’t
include you. I want your heart, your touch, your fidelity. I want you to look
at no other woman the way you look at me. I want your body to only respond that
way for me. I want a ring on my finger, a huge wedding, and to be the mother of
your children. I want to go to sleep with you inside me and wake up the same
way in your bed. I want to fight with you when you’re being an insufferable
asshole, which is at least once a day. And then I want you to show me how
you’ll make it up to me. I will be jealous of any woman who licks her lips at
you, which is about ten times a day, and I give no promises that I won’t go
bat-shit crazy on them.”
I smirked, waiting for him to turn and run
into the car. Those words would send any commitmentphobe running. His eyes
still watched me like he wanted to rip my dress right off me and take me
against the car door. “I thought you said you were trying to turn me off, not
on.”
I blinked, thrown completely off guard. “What
are you talking about?”
I felt his heart beneath my hand pick up in
tempo. For the first time, I felt it beating wildly.
He glanced down at his chest. “Look at that,”
he murmured, placing his hand over mine. “You have my heart in the palm of your
hand.”
Anger coursed through my veins. “Say it. I
want to hear you say those three little words.” This would make him run for
sure.
He smirked. “I am hungry.”
I growled. “The other three words.”
His smirk remained. “I want you.”
If he was going to play games, so be it. “No,
I want to hear you say that you love me.”
His eyes narrowed, his lips in a tight line.
“Why? So you can break me? So, you can hear me tell you how I feel and then
watch you walk back to him? Tell me you’ll get back in that car with me now,
and I’ll say it.”
I knew it was a dirty trick, but it was all I
had left. Besides, Ben never played fair anyways. I shrugged nonchalantly.
“Just as I thought. You’re incapable of the words, because you don’t know what
it is.”
Ben grabbed my arm and yanked me back to him
so hard that I smacked into his chest. I stared up at him in shock, anger, and
arousal. “You forget that I first watched, then listened to you fuck him
in my apartment, in my bed. I listened to your moans of pleasure,
your ‘Oh, yes, Brian,’ for hours on end all the while knowing that it should
have been me in bed with you. Yet, I didn’t stop you from doing what you
wanted. I didn’t try to rip you away from him while you tortured me every time
you cried out his name.” He grabbed my face roughly. “So, don’t you dare
fucking tell me that I don’t know what love is. Love is pain. It’s no
coincidence that they’re both four letter words. And so is Anne.”
A tear rolled down my eye, and his grip
softened on my face. “I never meant to hurt you,” I whispered. “I don’t even
remember that night. Everything after tossing the noodle onto your shirt is a
complete blank to me.”
“You might not remember it, princess, but I
sure as hell can’t forget it.”
I bristled at his words. “You want me to feel
guilty for sleeping with Brian? How about the countless women over the last
five years that you’ve slept with. Half of them you made out with in front of
me! You’re upset that you’re the third man I slept with, but I’m your what?
Five hundredth? Tell me how I should feel about that?!” I shouted.
He shrugged, his lips still pulled in a tight
line. “You shouldn’t give a fuck.”
“Oh no? And why is that?” I asked while my
blood temperature rose.
“Because I would trade it all- every memory, every
other woman for just one more night with you. That’s why you shouldn’t give a
fuck. Because they never held a candle to you,” Ben replied matter-of-factly.
My knees shook for a second, and I did not think that I was capable of being
more turned on at that moment. How the hell did he always do this? “So, like I
said before, if you’re going to run back to him, you need to fix my cock first
and make it work again.”
I smacked his chest hard. “No! I think I like
it this way!”
His eyes seared with pain. “You want to
torture me? If you’re with him, you won’t give me a chance at some peace, some
solace? If you’re happy with him, why do I have to be alone forever?”
Tears streamed down my eyes as I felt my heart
shutter at the unbearable weight pressed against it. “I will not cheat,”
I whispered over and over, while I shook my head wildly.
His hand released my jaw, and it slid down my
back, caressing me. It made me sob harder by just how incredible it felt. “I
may not give you flowers all the time, or tell you that you’re beautiful a
thousand times a day, or slow dance with you all the time like he does, but I
know what I feel. And I know you feel it, too.”
I yanked my body away from him. “Bye,
Ben.”
I didn’t wait for his response as I ran into
the apartment building. Once in the elevator I pressed the button for my floor.
I leaned back against the wall, barely able to breathe as tears streamed down
my face. I hated saying goodbye to him, I hated that he kept chasing after me,
I hated that I wanted him to, but most of all I hated how much of a bitch I
felt saying goodbye to him. That feeling was becoming unbearable lately.
I glanced at the stainless steel paneled wall,
seeing the reflection of my teary self. “You’re better than this. Figure
yourself out.” I wiped away the tears before stepping off the elevator, trying
to pull myself together.
Taking a deep breath, I opened the door to my
apartment and found a tired Brian on the couch, flipping through TV channels.
He glanced up at me, smiling. “You look breathtaking,” he greeted.
I smiled at him before jumping into his arms.
Wrapping his arms around me tightly, he kissed my forehead. “Is everything
alright?”
I nodded, hugging him tightly. “Now it
is.”
“I missed you,” he whispered in my
ear.
I hugged him tighter. “I missed you,
too.”
Brian pulled my body away from his, tilting my
head back. “Are you okay?” he asked, his voice filled with concern.
I nodded wearing a tight lipped smile. “I was
just crying. It was a wedding and all.”
“It seems like something else is bothering
you, though,” he commented.
My body was filled with aching raw need from
Ben. I needed to suppress these feelings for him. Brian was my fiancé. If I
just held on to Brian tighter, we’d be fine. That’s what I needed to do, hold
on tighter to our love. The guilt I felt sat heavy on me. I should completely
Brian’s; that’s what he deserved. But, I wasn’t.
I lifted the hem of my dress and straddled
him. I ran my hand over his body and felt his physical reaction towards me.
Wordlessly, I slipped down his shorts and boxers and he raised his hips to aid
me. Slipping him out, I pulled my underwear to the side and stopped
momentarily. “Should I go get a condom?”
His eyes burned brightly, filled with lust and
love. “You’re going to be my wife. There’s no need.”
With my hand firmly gripping his erection, I
slid him inside me, watching his eyes roll back in pleasure. Wrapping my
arms around his neck, I kissed him deeply as I rolled my hips slowly. His
fingers threaded through my hair, his other hand rested on my hip. We stay,
deep, slow, connected as Brian’s love takes me to the height of ecstasy.
We come undone together, and he holds me to his chest tightly. Tears spill down
my cheeks at the bitter sweetness of the moment. There was no way out of this
without hurting one of them and myself in the process. But, Brian’s love was
gentle, calm, enduring. It was the type of love futures were made from.
When I lifted my head he kissed me deeply, and
I sighed in contentment.
I pressed my forehead to his. “Help me
out of this dress. I want to make you a nice, romantic dinner tonight.”
“Oh, yeah?” he asked before kissing me
again.
I nodded. “You’ve been so wonderful lately. I
just wanted to do something to show my appreciation.”
I stood up and walked into the bedroom. He
wasn’t far behind. Adoring fingers trailed down my arm as his lips pressed
against my neck.
“I have another idea.” He unzipped my dress.
“Why don’t we order take out and spend the rest of the night in bed?” He
slipped the straps of my gown down over my shoulders. The dress pooled at my
feet. Brian kissed down my shoulder as his arm wrapped around my body, pulling
me tightly against him. I could already feel his need against my lower
back.
Letting out a shaky breath, I nodded. “That’s
one hell of a plan.”
About the Author:
She loves going to
NJ diners on the weekendor inspiration, drinks a pot of coffee a day, and loves finding new music
to add to her playlist. Author to Just Good Friends and Winning Back Ryan.
Office Perks, and Sirens and
Sweethearts are soon to be released.
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