The Book
Give Me Reason
by Zoey Derrick
Series: Reason, Book 1
Genre: New Adult, Romance
Published: September 8th 2013
Book Description
Vivienne Callahan has known only hardship. As if growing up with an alcoholic, drug addicted mother wasn’t traumatic enough, she’s escaped from her physically and verbally abusive boyfriend only to struggle every day to make ends meet as a waitress in a Minneapolis diner.
Along comes Mikah Blake, a handsome stranger who quickly takes an unexpected and persistent interest in her. On the surface, “Mr. Suit” seems to be Vivienne’s opposite: rich, well-fed, successful. As Vivienne will learn, Mikah is more than he seems, and for reasons unknown, he’s determined to be her knight in shining armor. But after having finally found her own two feet after years of abuse, it’s difficult for her to accept Mikah’s help.
Will her body’s unexpected response to Mikah’s touch be reason enough to overcome her pride and traumatic past and learn to love and trust? Or will her past, refusing to be left behind, come back to claim her?
“When was the last time you ate?” A male voice says from behind me.
I jump, stop breathing and then try to sink further into the wall.
Without turning to look at him I mumble, “Uh, last night, with you.”
Suddenly an arm reaches out for the panel in front of me. He presses stop and then the button with a phone on it.
A disembodied voice comes on the line. “Yes, Sir?”
“Redirect us to skyway level, please.”
I huff.
“Yes, Sir.”
There are a couple of clicks, and the elevator starts to descend again. I’m still not looking at him.
“Why, what is so damn important about feeding me?” I try to growl and sound irritated, but the mention of food has made me hungry. Then again, I’m almost always hungry. But there’s no way I’m accepting more charity from him. In fact, this is the perfect opportunity to give him his money back. Then I can leave via the skyway system and grab a bus back towards my apartment. It’ll give me time to eat a hot dog, since it’s still hours before I have to be at work.
“It’s important to me because eating is healthy, and I don’t like the way you look.”
“Gah!” I exclaim. “Are you kidding me? What difference does it make to you what I look like. You’re some random customer who’s come into my diner for the last couple of nights. So what if I’m a little thin, that’s my business and none of yours.” I look up, trying to see how long until we reach skyway level. I’m eager to get out of this conversation. We are still only in the twenties, and the skyway is on level two or three. Dammit.
I hear him sigh in frustration. “Because people, especially you, should not go without food.”
Me? “What is so damn special about me?” I ask aloud. “For all you know I’m some random drug addict…”
“I know that’s not the case.” He cuts me off.
Along comes Mikah Blake, a handsome stranger who quickly takes an unexpected and persistent interest in her. On the surface, “Mr. Suit” seems to be Vivienne’s opposite: rich, well-fed, successful. As Vivienne will learn, Mikah is more than he seems, and for reasons unknown, he’s determined to be her knight in shining armor. But after having finally found her own two feet after years of abuse, it’s difficult for her to accept Mikah’s help.
Will her body’s unexpected response to Mikah’s touch be reason enough to overcome her pride and traumatic past and learn to love and trust? Or will her past, refusing to be left behind, come back to claim her?
Excerpt
“When was the last time you ate?” A male voice says from behind me.
I jump, stop breathing and then try to sink further into the wall.
Without turning to look at him I mumble, “Uh, last night, with you.”
Suddenly an arm reaches out for the panel in front of me. He presses stop and then the button with a phone on it.
A disembodied voice comes on the line. “Yes, Sir?”
“Redirect us to skyway level, please.”
I huff.
“Yes, Sir.”
There are a couple of clicks, and the elevator starts to descend again. I’m still not looking at him.
“Why, what is so damn important about feeding me?” I try to growl and sound irritated, but the mention of food has made me hungry. Then again, I’m almost always hungry. But there’s no way I’m accepting more charity from him. In fact, this is the perfect opportunity to give him his money back. Then I can leave via the skyway system and grab a bus back towards my apartment. It’ll give me time to eat a hot dog, since it’s still hours before I have to be at work.
“It’s important to me because eating is healthy, and I don’t like the way you look.”
“Gah!” I exclaim. “Are you kidding me? What difference does it make to you what I look like. You’re some random customer who’s come into my diner for the last couple of nights. So what if I’m a little thin, that’s my business and none of yours.” I look up, trying to see how long until we reach skyway level. I’m eager to get out of this conversation. We are still only in the twenties, and the skyway is on level two or three. Dammit.
I hear him sigh in frustration. “Because people, especially you, should not go without food.”
Me? “What is so damn special about me?” I ask aloud. “For all you know I’m some random drug addict…”
“I know that’s not the case.” He cuts me off.
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About the Author
Zoey Derrick
Zoey Derrick
Not only does she aim to take her readers on an erotic dance that lasts the night, it allows her to empty her mind of stories we all wish were true. Her stories are hopeful yet true to life, skillfully avoiding melodrama and the unrealistic, bringing her gripping Erotica only closer to the heart of those that dare dipping into it.
The intimacy of her fantasies that she shares with her readers is thrilling and encouraging, climactic yet full of suspense. She is a loving mistress, up for anything, of which any reader is doomed to return to again and again.
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