Introducing : Derian Marie Lafleur
High School student. Plans to study architecture.
Born and raised in Brampton Beach. Lives and works in the historical Brampton Beach Inn that her grandfather owns.
She looks similar to the actress/singer Victoria Justice
Excerpt from Book 1 of The Brampton Beach Series: PUT IT OUT THERE
“Do you want me to drive?”
Trevor laughed. “No. I want to make it home alive.”
“Ha ha. I’m not that bad of a driver.”
“I just need to warm up some more. Get in quick and close the door.” He rolled up the window.
I opened the back door, but I didn’t get in because I had an impulse to take a risk that might officially end my 365-day challenge. I took my coat off and threw it into the backseat. I stripped off my sweater, then my T-shirt, then my thermal underwear top. I took my boots off one foot at a time to shimmy out of my jeans then threw all the layers into the back before closing the door. I stood outside his door in just my underwear and boots. My turquoise push up bra actually matched the turquoise and white striped boy shorts that I was wearing. It wasn’t a super sexy look, but it wasn’t shabby either. He stared at me through the window and his expression looked as if he wasn’t sure what to think. I reached my arm forward and pulled the handle.
“What are you doing?” he asked as the door swung open.
“Saving your life.” I moved his arms to open the blanket and climbed into the truck to sit sideways on his lap. I crammed my legs in tightly until I could shut the door. He wrapped the blanket around my body to cover us both and he hugged me. I ran my hands across his chest and down his abs. “You feel like ice.”
“Mmm.” He blinked slowly. “Who taught you to strip down to save someone from freezing to death?”
“You did. Are you glad you did that?”
He bit his lip as if he was trying to prevent himself from answering. After a very sexy pause, he smiled and ran his hand over the curve of my waist. “Well, we wouldn’t want me to die of hypothermia, would we?”
“No, we wouldn’t want that.” I kept moving my hands over his skin and it got warmer inside our blanket tent. I moved to rest my cheek against his and I let my lips linger close to his neck so he would feel the warmth of my breath. I arched my back a little to press my chest snugly against his. He tensed his arms and pulled me even tighter. It made my heart alternate between racing and missing beats as if it was malfunctioning.
When I slipped the fingers of my right hand through his wet hair, he closed his eyes and his hand slid down my thigh towards my knee. His skin felt warmer as I ran my other hand up his arm, over his muscular bicep, and back across his chest. He opened his eyes and stared at me. His lips parted slightly and he leaned in as if he was going to kiss me.
“Are you guys going to kiss?” Kailyn asked abruptly from the passenger seat.
I smiled and waited. Our faces were literally centimetres apart.
He leaned his forehead against mine and inhaled slowly. “No, Kiki, we’re not going to kiss,” he finally said. “She’s just keeping me warm.”
Author: D.R. Graham
D.R. Graham is the author of Young Adult and New Adult novels. She worked as a social worker with at-risk youth for seven years before becoming a therapist in private practice. The clients she works with are children and teenagers. Her novels deal with issues relevant to young and new adults in love, transition, or crisis. She is also an award winning columnist for the Richmond News. She currently lives in Vancouver, British Columbia with her husband.
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