Marcus' Point of View
If you haven't figured it out by now....I LOVE Abbi Glines! Because of Low is the story about Marcus Hardy from Abbi's novel, Breathe. Now, I know for me....Marcus was my guy from Breathe, so when I found out he was going to have his very own story I literally jumped up and down!
Please see Giveaway details for the Blog Tour below and make sure to go to Goodreads to read more about Because of Low and mark it in your "to read" category. Also, be sure to stop back here on Friday February 10th for my review of Because of Low.
This book is scheduled to release on February 14, 2012!!!!
I have the pleasure of giving you an excerpt from
Because of Low from Marcus' Point of View.
The surprise was on me. I’d been prepared to tell whatever tall willowy large but obviously fake chested female dressed in almost nothing waiting outside the door that Cage was busy with another one very similar to her. Except a very natural almost curvy red head stood before me. Red rimmed eyes and a tear streaked face gazed up at me. There was no mascara lines running down her face. Her hair wasn’t styled but pulled back in a pony tail. She wore jeans and what appeared to be an authentic Back in Black AC/DC concert t-shirt. No belly button flashing a flat tanned stomach and her clothes weren’t skin tight. Well maybe the jeans were a little snug but they hugged her hips nicely. My appreciation of her legs in the slim fit jeans stopped however when I noticed the small beat up suitcase clutched tightly in her hand.
“Is Cage here?” her voice sounded broken and musical at the same time. I was having a hard time digesting that this girl was here for Cage. She wasn’t anything like he veered toward. Nothing was enhanced. Everything from her thick dark copper hair to the Chuck Taylors on her feet screamed “not Cage’s type.” And the fact she was carrying a suitcase, well that couldn’t be good.
“Uh, um, no.”
Her shoulders slumped and another sob escaped her mouth. One small dainty hand flew up in an attempt to mute the sound of her obvious distress. Her nails were even classy. Not too long with a smooth rounded tip and soft pink nail polish.
“I left my cell phone,” she let out a sigh then continued, “at my sister’s. I need to call him. Can I come in?”
Cage was out with a swimsuit model that apparently had a thing for college baseball players. I knew from the way he talked he didn’t intend to come up for air much tonight. He’d never answer her call and I hated to see her get more upset than she already was. A horrible thought crossed my mind, surely he hadn’t gotten this girl pregnant. Couldn’t he see how freaking innocent she was.
“Uh, yeah but I don’t know if he’ll answer. He’s busy... tonight.”
She shot me a sour smile and nodded stepping around me.
“I know the kind of busy he is but he’ll talk to me.”
She sounded rather confident. I wasn’t feeling her confidence myself.
“Do you have a cell I can use?”
I reached into the pocket of my jeans and handed it to her unable to argue with her further. She had stopped crying and I wanted to keep it that way.
“Thanks, I’ll try calling first.”
I watched as she walked over to the sofa and dropped her suitcase to the floor with a thunk before sinking dejectedly down onto the worn cushions as if she’d been here a hundred times. Being as I’d only been moved in for two days I wouldn’t know if she had been here before or not. Cage was a friend of a friend who had been looking for a roommate. I needed somewhere to live fast and his place was nice. Preston was on the same baseball team as Cage at the local community college. Once Preston heard I needed a place to live he called Cage and hooked me up.
“It’s me. I left my phone when I ran. You’re not here but your new roommate let me in. Call me,” she sniffed then hung up. I watched fascinated as she proceeded to text him. She really believed the male whore I lived with was going to call her right up as soon as he got her message. I was intrigued and growing more concerned by the minute.
She finished and handed the phone back to me. A smile touched her red splotchy face and two dimples appeared in her cheeks. Damn that was cute.
“Thanks, do you mind if I wait a little bit until he calls back?”
I shook my head, “No, not at all. You want a drink?” She nodded and stood up.
“Yes, but I’ll get it. My drinks are in the bottom drawer of the fridge behind the Bud Lights.”
I frowned and followed her into the kitchen. She opened the fridge and bent down to get her hidden drink. With her bent over digging for her so called drink the snug fit of the faded jeans over her ass was hard to miss. It was a perfect heart shape and although she wasn’t very tall her legs seemed to go on for miles.
Abbi is supplying each blog on the tour an ebook copy of Because of Low and a signed bookmark to giveaway!!!
To enter all you have to do is comment below. You can get more entries by tweeting about this post and adding a link back. If you tweet about it be sure to add @abbiglines to the post so Abbi can keep up with how many entires you have.
~Signed copy of Breathe by Abbi Glines
~Signed copy of The Vincent Boys by Abbi Glines
~Signed copy of Existence by Abbi Glines
~ebook copy of Because of Low
ONE person will win all three copies of Abbi’s other books that will all be released in print this month, signed by the author along with an ebook copy of Because of Low. To enter for the grand prize be sure to leave a comment at a minimum of five of the blog tour stops.
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