Book Release: The Sin Of Kissing You By Maya Hughes
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Title: The Sin Of Kissing You
Series: Falling #2
Author: Maya Hughes
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Cover Design: Najla Qamber
Release Date: April 8, 2021
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ABOUTย
I donโt deserve her forgiveness, but I canโt stop myself from fighting for it.
Bay ran from me four years ago and I canโt blame her. I broke her heart and my own with one split second mistake.
If I were a better guy, Iโd walk away and let her live her life, but maybe I havenโt learned my lesson yet because I canโt stop thinking about her. And I wonโt stop until she knows how much I still love her.
The sins of my past are hard to run from, but Iโll battle every single one, if it means one more chance with her.
The Sin of Kissing You is the second book in the new Fulton U universe sports romance, Falling trilogy.
ย EXCERPT
โBay.โ It sounded like a croak, a rusty gate of a word I hadnโt let myself say out loud in over a year. Somehow it seemed to be one of the few words I could utter in her presence.ย
โLetโs not.โ Her words were sharp and final, but I couldnโt be this close to her and not talk to her.ย
โWe need to.โ Training camp was a grueling non-stop thirty days Iโd prepared myself for. But it also meant she could dodge me as much as she wanted. Knowing she was closer than sheโd been in years and not getting to say what I needed to say to herโthat would kill me.ย
โWe donโt need to do a thing. This storyโโshe gestured between the two of usโโended back in Greenwood.โย
She tried to push past me, but I couldnโt let her walk away, not yet. I didnโt have a single thing I could say to get her to stay. Not in the way I wanted. Not in a way she deserved.
Staring straight ahead, she pressed her shoulder against the metal doorframe.ย
I needed to back off. I needed to get out of the way. But this might be the last chance I ever got to be near her.ย
โIโm sorry.โย
Her head snapped to the side. Our bodies were so close. We were sharing the same air, passing it between us like all those nights Iโd drawn her, or watched movies with her, or just felt like the luckiest guy in the world because she was beside me.ย
โToo fucking bad. Take that apology and shove it so far up your ass you can taste the hair on your knuckles.โ Her eyes blazed. Every muscle was tight, radiating the anger sheโd let loose with every syllable.ย
โWell that was graphic as hell.โ The corners of my mouth twitched, nerves getting the better of me. She had a harder edge to her now. Or maybe it was what being around me did to her.ย
โI wanted to paint the picture for you.โ Her voice was low and biting.
I dropped my arm and stepped out of the doorway, still not giving her a clear path out. I was wrong on so many levels, but once again, I couldnโt stop myself. โCan we talk?โย
โWhat about how our interaction has gone so far has made you think I have a word to say to you?โย
โI-I thought you might want to talk.โ My palms felt like I should have sweat droplets dripping from my fingertips. There were so many things Iโd told myself Iโd say the next time I saw her. Iโd thought Iโd have more time. A solid plan in place. Two brain cells to rub together. โClear the air.โย
Her cheeks were flushed like theyโd get when sheโd catch me watching her in class, or after I tickled her and she gasped, panting, after finally telling me to stop. Or the way theyโd gotten when weโd stood on the football field in our caps and gowns and she told me to walk away.
โAbout you humiliating me in front of the entire school? About sleeping with me and then breaking my heart?โ Her throat worked up and down. โOr about breaking my dadโs guitar?โ Her voice broke and I wanted to chop off my own hand for what Iโd done.ย
Her dadโs guitar. Standing in the sunny, summer afternoon, surrounded by our classmates, sheโd told me what Iโd done to something that had been such a precious memory of her father, and Iโd known that was it. Sheโd never forgive me, but I needed to know she was okay. โAny of it. All of it.โย
โThereโs nothing you can say to fix any of those things. Not a damn thing.โ
โBay.โ It sounded like a croak, a rusty gate of a word I hadnโt let myself say out loud in over a year. Somehow it seemed to be one of the few words I could utter in her presence.ย
โLetโs not.โ Her words were sharp and final, but I couldnโt be this close to her and not talk to her.ย
โWe need to.โ Training camp was a grueling non-stop thirty days Iโd prepared myself for. But it also meant she could dodge me as much as she wanted. Knowing she was closer than sheโd been in years and not getting to say what I needed to say to herโthat would kill me.ย
โWe donโt need to do a thing. This storyโโshe gestured between the two of usโโended back in Greenwood.โย
She tried to push past me, but I couldnโt let her walk away, not yet. I didnโt have a single thing I could say to get her to stay. Not in the way I wanted. Not in a way she deserved.
Staring straight ahead, she pressed her shoulder against the metal doorframe.ย
I needed to back off. I needed to get out of the way. But this might be the last chance I ever got to be near her.ย
โIโm sorry.โย
Her head snapped to the side. Our bodies were so close. We were sharing the same air, passing it between us like all those nights Iโd drawn her, or watched movies with her, or just felt like the luckiest guy in the world because she was beside me.ย
โToo fucking bad. Take that apology and shove it so far up your ass you can taste the hair on your knuckles.โ Her eyes blazed. Every muscle was tight, radiating the anger sheโd let loose with every syllable.ย
โWell that was graphic as hell.โ The corners of my mouth twitched, nerves getting the better of me. She had a harder edge to her now. Or maybe it was what being around me did to her.ย
โI wanted to paint the picture for you.โ Her voice was low and biting.
I dropped my arm and stepped out of the doorway, still not giving her a clear path out. I was wrong on so many levels, but once again, I couldnโt stop myself. โCan we talk?โย
โWhat about how our interaction has gone so far has made you think I have a word to say to you?โย
โI-I thought you might want to talk.โ My palms felt like I should have sweat droplets dripping from my fingertips. There were so many things Iโd told myself Iโd say the next time I saw her. Iโd thought Iโd have more time. A solid plan in place. Two brain cells to rub together. โClear the air.โย
Her cheeks were flushed like theyโd get when sheโd catch me watching her in class, or after I tickled her and she gasped, panting, after finally telling me to stop. Or the way theyโd gotten when weโd stood on the football field in our caps and gowns and she told me to walk away.
โAbout you humiliating me in front of the entire school? About sleeping with me and then breaking my heart?โ Her throat worked up and down. โOr about breaking my dadโs guitar?โ Her voice broke and I wanted to chop off my own hand for what Iโd done.ย
Her dadโs guitar. Standing in the sunny, summer afternoon, surrounded by our classmates, sheโd told me what Iโd done to something that had been such a precious memory of her father, and Iโd known that was it. Sheโd never forgive me, but I needed to know she was okay. โAny of it. All of it.โย
โThereโs nothing you can say to fix any of those things. Not a damn thing.โ
Review
4.5 Stars โThe perfect beginning. The perfect story. The perfect love. But it wasnโt ours. And no amount of wishful thinking would make that the story anyone would write about us. But as messy as our story was, it was still just thatโours.โ
The Sin of Kissing You picks up where the The Art of Falling For You ended, with Bay and Keyton meeting each other four years after parting on not so good terms. This book was highly anticipated for me after reading the first installment but honestly I was slightly worried that the sequels might not live up to my expectations but Maya didn't disappoint albeit not without the angst and lots of yearning.
Bay and Keyton are meeting each other again at a time in their lives where they are at crossroads on how the rest of their future is going to go. Bay has graduated from college and is trying to decide on which accounting firm job offer to accept while also trying to come to terms with leaving music behind. Keyton has been picked up by Los Angeles' professional football team and has to go through a month of football training camp to see if he gets picked to the team for the next season. The football training camp takes place at a local college where Bay happens to work as a dormitory's assistant resident director.
In this book we find out more about Keyton and it clear that he's still haunted by his actions and he has still not properly addressed his childhood trauma. We also see more about Bay's insecurities about pursuing music as a career.
What I particularly loved about this book was the way both Bay and Keyton's character growth is portrayed throughout the book. It's not written as a one-all-done-all-magic-wand-waving and a person is all changed and perfect that many stories seem to suffer from. Instead, we see that although Keyton has changed from the boy he was in high school, he is still struggling, refusing to address his childhood trauma. We see Bay working through her fear of commiting to music and taking a leap of faith. We see them both trying to figure out this new relationship dynamics given their history and uncertain futures.
I am fully ready and excited for the last installment, The Hate of Loving You to read more about Bay and Keyton and see how their story ends.
ARC kindly provided in exchange for an honest review.
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AUTHOR BIO
Maya Hughes, that's me!, can often be found sneaking in another chapter while hiding in the bathroom from her kids! :-) I'm a romance writer who loves taking inspiration from everyday life, namely my husband and biggest fan. Inspiration also strikes when I hear a song, meet someone new or daydream while at soccer practice.
I love writing stories that capture the possibilities of the paths less travelled and enjoy experiencing life through my charactersโ eyes.
I'm the mom of three little ones, the wife to an amazing husband and also work full time. Some of my favorite things are cupcakes, cinnamon rolls, white wine, laughing until I can't breathe, traveling with my family and Jeff Goldblum.ย
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