Our second #TeaserTuesday today brings us this hot, cute cover for Fear of Flying by KC Elle. Only one bed, forced proximity, almost insta-love, this sounds so wonderful I think I'm going to add it straight to my TBR list. You won't have long to wait, it'll be in your hands on July 11th.
From the blurb:
𝗟𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗮𝗶𝗿. 𝗣𝗿𝗼𝗯𝗮𝗯𝗹𝘆. 𝗠𝗼𝘀𝘁 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲𝗹𝘆. 𝗕𝘂𝘁 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗮 𝗯𝗶𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗯𝘂𝗹𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗴𝗲𝘁 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘆 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗳𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁?
𝖣𝗋𝖾𝗐 𝖯𝖺𝗋𝗄𝖾𝗋 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐𝗌 𝗁𝖾’𝗌 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗀𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗋𝗂𝖾𝖽. 𝖥𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗂𝗇 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾. 𝖧𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖺 𝖿𝖺𝗆𝗂𝗅𝗒. 𝖡𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍’𝗌 𝗈𝗄𝖺𝗒, 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒. 𝖨𝗍’𝗌 𝗌𝖺𝖿𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗒—𝗅𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝖾 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝖺𝗆𝗂𝗅𝗒 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗐𝗂𝗌𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗌𝖾𝗍—𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖺𝗅𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝗍𝗈𝗅𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗆. 𝖡𝖾𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗌, 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗁𝖾’𝗌 𝖺𝗍𝗍𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝖾𝗇, 𝗁𝖾’𝗌 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝖿𝖾𝗅𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗎𝗋𝗀𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗎𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖻𝖾 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗈𝗇𝖾. 𝖲𝗈, 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒, 𝗂𝗍 𝖽𝗈𝖾𝗌𝗇’𝗍 𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋.
𝖴𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗅 𝖣𝗋𝖾𝗐 𝗆𝖾𝖾𝗍𝗌 𝖹𝖺𝖼𝗁.
𝖹𝖺𝖼𝗁 𝖧𝖺𝗋𝗋𝗂𝗌𝗈𝗇’𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝗑𝗂𝖾𝗍𝗒 𝖽𝗈𝖾𝗌𝗇’𝗍 𝗋𝗎𝗅𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝖾, 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗈𝖼𝗂𝖺𝗅 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝖾. 𝖠𝗇𝖽 𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗂𝖺𝖻𝗅𝗒 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝖾. 𝖠𝖼𝖼𝗈𝗋𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽, 𝖩𝖾𝗇, 𝗂𝗍’𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗈𝗅𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗈𝗇 𝗐𝗁𝗒 𝗁𝖾’𝗌 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝖺 𝖽𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝗈𝗋 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗌𝖾𝖽. 𝖧𝖾’𝗌 𝗁𝗈𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝖽𝖺𝗒 𝗁𝖾’𝗅𝗅 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗋𝗎𝗇 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖯𝗋𝗂𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝖢𝗁𝖺𝗋𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒’𝗅𝗅 𝗅𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗉𝗂𝗅𝗒 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋. 𝖡𝗎𝗍 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝖾’𝗌 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗌𝗂𝗆𝗉𝗅𝖾.
𝖶𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝖳𝗂𝗋𝖾𝖽-𝗈𝖿-𝖫𝖺𝗐𝗒𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀-𝖠𝗅𝗅-𝖶𝖾𝖾𝗄𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝖣𝗋𝖾𝗐 𝗆𝖾𝖾𝗍𝗌 𝖠𝖻𝗌𝗈𝗅𝗎𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗒-𝖳𝖾𝗋𝗋𝗂𝖿𝗂𝖾𝖽-𝗈𝖿-𝖥𝗅𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖹𝖺𝖼𝗁, 𝖣𝗋𝖾𝗐 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝖹𝖺𝖼𝗁’𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝖼𝗎𝖾, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗄𝗌 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗆 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝗅𝗒. 𝖠𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝖺 𝗌𝗇𝗈𝗐𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗆 𝗀𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗇𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍—𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝖿𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗂𝗍𝗒—𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗇𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗈𝖺𝗋.
𝖠𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗉𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗅𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗐𝗈 𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗌𝖿𝗎𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝖿𝖾𝖼𝗍 𝖽𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝗁𝗈𝗍𝖾𝗅 𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗆 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾, 𝗂𝗍’𝗌 𝖼𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒’𝗋𝖾 𝗆𝖺𝖽𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋. 𝖡𝗎𝗍 𝗂𝗌 “𝗆𝖾𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾” 𝖾𝗇𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝗉 𝖣𝗋𝖾𝗐 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝗈𝖿 𝖿𝗅𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀?
𝙁𝙚𝙖𝙧 𝙤𝙛 𝙁𝙡𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘺, 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴-𝘵𝘰-𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴, 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦, 𝘴𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥, 𝘰𝘯𝘦-𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵-𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥 (𝘰𝘬𝘢𝘺, 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴) 𝘨𝘢𝘺 𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭, 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘷𝘪𝘳𝘨𝘪𝘯 𝘔𝘊𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘥—𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧-𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘦𝘱𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘶𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘴.
𝗖𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗁𝗈𝗆𝗈𝗉𝗁𝗈𝖻𝗂𝖺 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗈𝗑𝗂𝖼 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀.
Excerpt:
Zach let out a breathy laugh and smiled softly at Drew, which made another flush of heat run through him. “To a superhero of a seatmate? For saving me from the terror of takeoff . . . and who will . . . hopefully also be willing to save me from the torture of landing too?”
Drew swallowed and nodded. “Of course,” he managed to rasp out, his mouth suddenly having gone dry.
They “clinked” their plastic cups together and each took a long sip. At the sight of the slight twinkle in Zach’s eye, Drew was immediately thankful that they wouldn’t have to part ways until reaching Dallas. He really didn’t like the idea of their time together coming to an end, even though he couldn’t explain what was happening or what it meant.
He’d always been lonely. Everything, his whole existence, had been lonely. But it hadn’t really mattered all that much because he’d never really been attracted to anyone—physically or otherwise—and certainly not to this extent. This was beyond anything he’d experienced or any reality he’d ever imagined. And he still really wasn’t sure if it was real.
A sudden jolt and jerk of the airplane made them both pitch forward slightly, their snack packets sliding to the floor as the telltale tone of the captain turning on the seat belt sign rang out. Drew watched as the color drained from Zach’s face and his eyes screwed shut. The plane jerked again, and there was a thunderous rattling and banging that Drew assumed could only be the carry-ons shifting in the overhead bins. Drew heard a chorus of gasps and murmurs from the other passengers, and at least one baby started crying.
His stomach clenched, and almost instinctively, he found himself reaching out to take Zach’s drink from him. He set it on his own tray table and then grabbed Zach’s hand and held tight. “Hey, Zach. Listen to me,” he said, leaning closer to Zach’s ear to make sure he could hear and keeping his tone clear and even. “You gotta listen, okay? It’s just a little turbulence. Happens all the time on thousands and thousands of flights a day, and they all land safely.”
Zach’s eyes were still screwed shut, and his knuckles were white, his hand closed tightly around Drew’s. Another bump and pitch of the plane elicited a whimper from Zach and almost sent Zach’s drink flying.
Quickly, Drew set his drink down and picked up Zach’s. “Here, why don’t you go ahead and chug your drink? Help calm those nerves just a bit. Can you do that?”
Zach peeked out at Drew from the corner of his eye, and Drew held the plastic cup out for him. If Zach had been capable of a skeptical look, Drew was sure he’d be seeing it right now.
“I know, slim chance of actually calming down, right? Heh.” At least Zach’s eyes were a bit more open and focused on Drew now, though they squeezed shut again when the plane shook violently for a few seconds before stilling once more. “I know. I know. God, I’m so sorry right now, Zach. But stay with me, okay? If you don’t think it’ll calm your nerves, maybe—maybe would you be willing to chug it down so that it doesn’t spill on either of us? Because that would really suck, one or the both of us with wet pants. Right?”
Drew caught half a smile from Zach, and if it hadn't been so loud in the cabin, he was sure he might have heard a chuckle. This time, Zach did manage a skeptical look, but Drew just grinned and held up the drink. “Please?”
Fear of Flying by KC Elle will be available on July 11th. Only one bed, forced proximity, almost insta-love, yum!
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