Title: Nuclear Heat
Author: JL White
Series: Fireworks Girls #4
Publisher: Velvet Pen Books
Release Date: June 28, 2016
Genre: Contemporary Romance, Erotic Romance
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They call us the Firework Girls.

I’m Sam. Let’s get one thing straight. Marriage is fine for some people, but it’s got nothing to do with me. If you knew the truth about my past, believe me, you’d understand.

But hey, I’m not complaining. I’ve got a good job. Great friends. And when I need a little something in the man department, well... I’ve never had any trouble getting that when I want it either.

Then Jack has to come along and screw it all up.

I never saw it coming. I mean, we’ve been friends for six years. Years. But in one moment... one gooseflesh-inducing, world tilting, alarming moment... it all starts to change.

Let me tell you something, the last thing in the world I wanted to do was freaking fall in love. But that Jack snuck right under my radar.

I’m not too happy about it either.

Not one damn bit.

Title: Nuclear Heat

Series: Fireworks Girls #4

Genre: Contemporary Erotic Romance

Author: JL White

Release Date: June 28, 2016

Excerpt

Sam’s POV

“If I didn’t know better,” he says, giving me a gentle, teasing prod on the shoulder, “I’d think you were crying over some guy.”

My eyes widen and my reaction comes through on my face before I can stop it. He straightens sharply, blinking in shock.

Oh god.

Still lying on the coffee table, I roll onto my side away from him, one arm dangling off, my face on the edge. Yeah. We just need to stop talking now and he needs to stop looking at me and I need to stop looking at him.

He’s quiet so long, I wonder if he’s going to leave. Part of me wants him to. Part of me needs him to stay. Because being in love is a special kind of messed up, I’m discovering.

I close my eyes. Why did he have to come now? Why did I have to fall in love with him?

I hear him get off the couch and walk around the table. It sounds like he’s sitting down right in front of me. When I open my eyes, he’s lying on the floor on his back, his body parallel to mine. His head is under mine, so I’m looking right at him.

There’s no escaping him now.

He’s wearing a pained expression I can’t interpret. “I’m sorry for teasing you,” he says. “Heartbreak sucks.”

Hot tears make another appearance, dammit. He reaches up and wipes a tear from my cheek.

I give up.

My heart is aching. He’s killing me. I grab his hand and hang onto it as he cups my cheek and neck.

He follows the movement of my hand and his brows furrow slightly. He looks back to me, a question in his eyes. I’m too worn out and heartbroken to do anything but look back.

The furrow in his brows deepen. “Who,” he asks slowly, “is this guy?”

I press my lips together, the tears running fresh again. I can’t look away from him. I can’t hide it. Maybe this is what Ashley knew, and why she said to talk to him about it. I can’t hide this from him anyway.

A pained look crosses his face: confusion and disbelief. “Sam?” He chokes out my name, his voice a whisper.

It’s you. It’s you.

And I’m just one more woman he didn’t mean to make fall in love with him.

I give a weak shrug and find my voice at last. “Sorry,” I whisper. I didn’t mean to fall in love with Jack. I really didn’t.

His eyes widen slightly in surprise and dawning realization.

It’s only inevitable now: his “we’ll always be friends” speech, or “I didn’t mean to give you the wrong idea” speech, or “I’m in love with Emily” speech. Part of me is cringing against the horrible words I know are coming. Part of me is willing to beg. Beg.

Part of me doesn’t want to go one second past this moment, because there’s not one single thing Jack can do that won’t terrify me.

He has that deer-caught-in-headlights look. He’s still processing what I’ve revealed and he has no idea what to do next. No good can come from this. God, why did I have to put the both of us in this awkward position?

This time, I do move, only half an inch, intending to get off the table and away, but his hand suddenly tightens against my face, keeping me here.

He’s looking at me differently now. Am I just imagining it? Am I reading too much into an expression like those ridiculous love-sick girls are so prone to do? There’s no denying I’m officially a ridiculous love-sick girl myself. But he’s looking at me almost the way he has in my dreams, like he wants me, too. But it’s even more than that. He looks hungry for me. I thought I knew every way Jack’s face could look, but I never could have imagined him looking like this.

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Each book in the Firework Girls series stands alone with no cliffhangers, but here’s the chronology if you want to read them in order. Which you totally should.

Forbidden Heat (Isabella and Shane)
Midnight Heat (Chloe and Grayson)
Eternal Heat (Ashley and Erik)
Nuclear Heat (Sam and Jack)

Forbidden Heat

(Firework Girls #1)

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They call us the Firework Girls.

I’m Isabella. My comfort zone consists of a bank of test tubes and a Bunsen burner. But having to take a philosophy class to graduate from college—well, that’s causing a different kind of burn altogether. I mean, the hottest professor at Hartman is looking right at me.

Can you blame me for looking back?

Sexy or not, Shane Brooks follows the rules. All of them. As my professor, he won’t put one toe over the line. Me? Good girl or not, I’m tired of resisting the way I feel about him.

If I want to do more than drool over this guy from the back of class, it’ll be up to me to make something happen.

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Midnight Heat

(Firework Girls #2)

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They call us the Firework Girls.

I’m Chloe. It’s bad enough to be practically left at the altar, even worse to rebound with the right guy at the wrong time. And timing is the only thing that’s wrong with Grayson, the heart-stopping, blue-eyed master of my body and soul for one perfect night.

But it was too much too soon, so I ran… left without a word. Stupid, I know.

And yes, I’ve been regretting it. Every day. For months.

Then he storms back into my life, but this time, he’s not alone.

Let me just say, there’s only one word for seeing my soul mate hook up with one of my best friends:

Hell.

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Eternal Heat

(Firework Girls #3)

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They call us the Firework Girls.

I’m Ashley. Music is like my secret lover. It flows through my soul and caresses the deepest, most tender parts of me. Just like he did … before he broke my heart.

Erik Williams was everything to me. My first love. My only true love. I thought I’d gotten over what happened our senior year in high school… until he shows up as a fellow graduate student at Hartman College. Now he’s not just back in my life, making me remember things I’d rather forget, he’s my biggest competitor.

Because nobody plays piano the way Erik does. Not even me. That big competition coming up? The one that could land me in Lincoln Center, you know, the Lincoln Center? The competition that could mean big things for my life’s dream? He’s going for it, too.

But that’s not the worst thing. Not at all. The worst thing is Erik Williams trying to work his way back into my heart. Again.

I can’t let that happen. I won’t. Not after what he did, all those years ago…

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