Lost Boy ๐Ÿ’ Excerpt Reveal

๐Ÿ’EXCERPT REVEAL๐Ÿ’

๐‹๐จ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐๐จ๐ฒ by Hannah Gray is releasing on January 11th!! Take a peek inside.

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EXCERPT:

Itโ€™s been weeks since our first hookup, but even before we had sex, we were getting closer. He was probably high every time we hung out, kissed, or had sex. And I never even knew it. I was so wrapped up in wanting the boy that I didnโ€™t realize the boy needed my help.

โ€œI donโ€™t want to drag you down with me, Haley.โ€ His hands move up and down my back. โ€œYou could go anywhere, do anything, have anyone you wanted.โ€

โ€œAnd what I want is you. You are who I want.โ€ I rub his back gently. โ€œJust lie down with me, okay?โ€

If I can just get him to fall asleep, maybe tomorrow, I can talk some sense into him and convince him that he needs help. At the very least, he needs to tell Coach LaConte. He canโ€™t fight this battle alone even if he thinks he can.

Gently, I reach down and peel his shirt off and kiss his shoulder. Crouching down, I pull down his pants, taking one leg out at a time, leaving him in his boxers. It isnโ€™t about sex right now. Itโ€™s about taking care of him when he needs me to.

Slowly, he moves upward to the top of the bed and lies down. And once Iโ€™ve taken my own jeans off, I climb into bed and I wrap my entire body around him.

His heart pounds against my ear, and his body trembles against my own. And itโ€™s right now that I know one thing to be true.

Iโ€™ll do anything to save this boy. Even if it kills me.

We need rest right now. Tomorrow, we can deal with everything else.

Tomorrow will be better.

BLURB:

I was four when my parents gave me my first pair of skates. By six, I was hooked on hockey and couldnโ€™t get enough. At twelve, I had made a name for myself on the ice. And when I was fifteen, colleges were starting to take notice.

Life was greatโ€”until it wasnโ€™t. Because when I was seventeen, my best friend died in my arms. And nothing made sense after that. Drinking turned to smoking. And smoking turned to pills. But no matter how high I got, I couldnโ€™t erase that night. Or the guilt I felt.

Because that night had been my fault. And my friend was dead โ€ฆ because of me.

As my best friendโ€™s baby sister, an actual angel sent from above, Haley Thompson is forbidden fruit, and I should stay away from her. Because everything I touch turns to crap. But like all things Iโ€™m not supposed to do, chasing her is another temptation Iโ€™m not strong enough to avoid. But when I spiral down, hitting my lowest point, I know I canโ€™t take her with me. Because innocent, sweet souls like her, they donโ€™t belong at the bottom.

The trouble is, she refuses to let go of me. Even if it will ruin her.

Even if I will ruin her.

๐˜๐˜ง ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ค๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ด๐˜ถ๐˜ฃ๐˜ซ๐˜ฆ๐˜ค๐˜ต ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ด, ๐˜ฑ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ๐˜ท๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ: ๐˜“๐˜ฐ๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜‰๐˜ฐ๐˜บ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ด ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฉ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ณ๐˜ถ๐˜จ ๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ, ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ค๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜บ.

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