Fighting for Someday (The Someday Series #1) by M. M. Koenig

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Title: Fighting for Someday

Series: The Someday Series | Book One

Author: M. M. Koenig

Genre: New Adult, Suspense Romance

Published: October 31, 2018

Page Count: 534 Pages

Bri McAndrews is the envy of every girl at Chamberlain and the one every guy wants at their side. What most people don’t know is that there’s so much more to her than the picture-perfect life everyone sees on the surface. Being the daughter of a power-hungry senator has her under constant scrutiny. Even though she’s used to being in the spotlight, it’s becoming harder to meet her father’s expectations. When Trey Donovan stereotypes her as just another spoiled, rich kid, she’s more than determined to show him he’s wrong about her, and she doesn’t care about the consequences it will have for her at home.

After giving the most popular guy in school a beat down he’ll never forget, Trey Donovan becomes more than just the new, all-star quarterback at Chamberlain. He’s the bad boy from the south side every girl is dying to have on their arm. Unfazed by his new popularity, Trey isn’t about to let his guard down. But keeping everyone at a distance becomes a challenge, especially whenever Bri is nearby. She’s way out of his social stratosphere and the one girl he shouldn’t even consider pursuing.

As Bri and Trey grow closer, more than a few vengeful people have a problem with it. Can their budding new relationship survive when so many people are set on keeping them apart?

**This book is a prequel to the Secrets and Lies Series.**

Fighting for Someday Excerpt © M. M. Koenig 2018

My gaze drifted over to Bri, who dropped a couple of the shopping bags next to Mia, and strode over to Shane to hand a bag over to him. She gestured to go change and he disappeared into his room. On her way over to me, she clutched the remaining shopping bag and locked her free hand with mine.

After closing the bedroom door, I turned to face Bri. She dumped the items in the bag on the bed and I sauntered over to stand right behind her, taking in her sweet scent. It no longer felt like my insides were being ground up like hamburger. Wanton waves traveled in every direction that made me want to lock the door and spend the entire day appreciating every aspect of her. I brushed her hair to the side and placed a gentle kiss below her ear. Bri shivered as she picked up a jersey and hat. She put them in my hands, snatched the remaining clothes, and disappeared into the bathroom.

I quickly changed into the snug faded jeans and white Wood jersey she gave me, then played with the bill of the baseball cap to get it adjusted to my liking. As I put it on, Bri returned and I almost dropped to my knees. The light blue raglan T-shirt had a V-cut to it that made it difficult not to look at her amazing cleavage, but what got me was her shorts.

Her tanned legs were on glorious display and to say they were short was an understatement. The pockets came out of the bottom, so it wouldn’t be all that hard to slip a hand up them and reach her hot spot. My dick sprang to life just thinking about it. She tied her hair back into a ponytail and put on a Cubs hat that matched her shirt.

Bri cocked an eyebrow as she tossed her sundress on the bed. “Since you’re staring at me with no shame, I assume you like what I picked out for myself.”

I hauled her into me. “You always look beautiful, but seeing you in these clothes does things to me.”

A mischievous grin curled from her mouth. “Good things or bad things?”

I rocked my body roughly into hers. “Good things. Very good things. You look sexy as hell and I’m having a really hard time keeping my hands and mouth to myself.”

Her face flushed to a dark shade of red as she whispered, “So, don’t keep them to yourself.”

“Don’t tempt me. We have places to be and it’s still not the right time,” I growled.

She frowned. “My patience is growing thin with your insistence on the right time. If it doesn’t happen soon, I might just combust.”

Her tone was close to a whine and I couldn’t help but chuckle. Her eyebrows furrowed deeper, her frustration evident. I kissed her cheek and motioned for her to take the lead on our way out of the bedroom. She released a disgruntled sigh while opening the door. For how hard I already was, it would be a long afternoon trying to resist her sassy mouth and even hotter body, but I was determined to make it a few more hours before making her lips mine.

M. M. Koenig enjoys being active and has a variety of interests that coincide with her passion for life. Always one to try new things, she has acquired a variety of skills. Her sarcastic nature and multitude of experiences tend to find their way into her novels.

When she has free time and isn’t writing, she spends as much time as she can with friends and family. To fuel her soul, she is constantly looking for new music, movies, and books to keep the writer’s block at bay.

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