
Blog Tour, Exclusive Excerpt & Giveaway:
Feuds and Interludes
By R.L. Merrill

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Exclusive Excerpt:
He seemed small as he stood there taking shallow breaths. It reminded me of when we were kids, thrown together only because our grandparents knew each other, not because we chose to be playmates. He would follow me and my friends around, laughing at our jokes even when my friends told him to get lost. He was a persistent little fucker even back then.
“Ouch,” he said, and he started to back up, but I reached for his arm. He flinched, like I was going to hurt him.
“Boone, hey,” I said, jumping to my feet. I reached for his arms again, but then thought better of it. I shouldn’t touch him without permission…again. Even after what he’d said earlier. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have, I’m—”
He smiled, and I forgot that I shouldn’t be talking to him like this, so close to him. This time the smile wasn’t that fake shit he did for everyone else. This one reminded me of our chat in my van, which was the first time we’d really talked…maybe ever. And dammit, it was that interaction that cemented my obsession with this guy. Who was he if he wasn’t the asshole I’d always thought?
“I told you, Shane, I want you to.”
“Why? I mean, why me? Why now?”
He shrugged one shoulder and lowered his chin, looking up at me with those fucking deep blue eyes, and my heart raced like I’d just had five shots of espresso.
“Maybe if you touch me, it’ll mean you don’t hate me.”
His perfect voice cracked when he said that, and he followed it up with a pained expression.
He was so perfect. All of him. And I’d been awful to him because I couldn’t stand that he was so perfect. Why, though? Why had I held on to these feelings for so long? Why hadn’t I just reached out and touched him before?
“Shane?” His nervous laugh jarred me from my internal battle. “Do you want…me?”
Of course I did, that’s why I’d been such an asshole. Didn’t he see that? Did he really think I hated him?
If I touched him, though—
“Goddammit, Collins,” I whispered. I grabbed his biceps and pulled him close, probably a little too forcefully, but any second my resolve was going to snap like a rubber band and the sting when it hit was going to fucking suck. I knew this was going to hurt, and I did it anyway.

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About the Author:
R.L. Merrill loves creating compelling stories that will stay with readers long after. Ro writes inclusive contemporary romance, paranormal, and horror-inspired music reviews. A mom, wife, daughter, former educator, and advocate for social and reproductive justice, you can currently find cruising in her Bronco with Great Dane pup Velma, being terrorized by feline twins Dracula and Frankenstein, or headbanging at a rock show near her home in the San Francisco Bay Area! Stay Tuned for more…
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