"LOSING ME, FINDING YOU" TWO DAY COUNTDOWN TEASER!

“Amy Cross, you knock that shit off.”

“Knock what off?” I ask him, glancing over my shoulder. Austin's got sweat rolling down his forehead and nose, and the skin on his muscular arms looks slick and wet. His tattoos gleam bright in the sunshine, highlighting the skulls and the pistols and the demon wings he's got on his shoulders.

“Being so damn sexy,” he snarls, leaning down and grazing his teeth against my ear. My whole body shudders, and I can't stop it. “If you don't stop, we might have to move onto those other lessons you asked about.”

“That would be okay with me,” I say, suddenly desperate to have him inside of me again. This time, with nothing between us. Austin laughs and grabs me around the waist, hoisting me up and lifting me off of the bike like I'm weightless. I like the feeling.

“Take off your pants,” he says simply and that's it. I turn around and stare at him, noticing that his eyes are like fire, waiting to wash over me and burn me to ash.

“What?” Austin grins and pulls out a cigarette, sticking it between his lips and taking off his vest. He tosses it onto the gravel by the side of the road like we're not out in the middle of the country, like we're right back in that hotel room together with all the privacy in the world.

“Take 'em off. This is your next lesson. If you don't wear a skirt, be prepared to take off your pants. Come on, sugar, let's get to it. We've gotta hurry before somebody drives by and sees us.”

“You're serious?” I ask him, getting chills and a gut wrenching belly ache. Oh God, yes. I can't believe I waited twenty-one years for this feeling. It's incredible.

“As a heart attack,” Austin says, taking a drag on his cigarette and tossing it to the ground...