Title: The World Traveler
Author: Claire Castle
Word Count: 70,000
Word Count: 70,000
Cover Artist: Cate Ashwood
Cate Ashwood Designs
Cate Ashwood Designs
Charming Taylor Samuels doesn’t expect his sister’s video audition for the reality television show The World Traveler to result in anything. But
Adam Scott’s best friend wants them to try to get on The World Traveler, and so Adam reluctantly agrees to make himhappy.
As the reality sets in that they’ll be competing, Adam tries not to panic too much.
Little do they know that a twist in the show will see Taylor and Adam’s worlds collide in a way they never imagined.
Will everything go horribly wrong, or could this be the perfect beginning to a wonderful journey?
“Hey, guys. Wow, neat, isn’t it?” His deep voice was soothing; I could listen to it all day. He smelled clean and fresh and looked just as amazing as he had at the dinner. I wanted to keep him close, keep him talking.
“Yeah, I think there’s group shots next and then some ones of everyone on their own too. It’s all a bit surreal.”
He gave Anderson a look I couldn’t quite decipher. “Could I steal Adam away for just a minute?” he asked. Anderson looked a bit stunned but said, “Sure thing.”
He trailed his finger down my wrist and, and then as we neared an exit door, took my hand. I didn’t know what the hell I was doing, or what he was doing, but I wasn’t going to stop him either. I checked out his broad shoulders and muscled back and his fine ass while I was being pulled along. I was proud of myself that I could do all that. Speaking would have been a completely different story.
“Ah, Taylor,” I hedged rather nervously. “What’s going on here? Is everything okay?”
He looked back as he took me through a door that seemed to bring us to a long corridor. Before I knew what was happening, he had pushed me against the hallway wall and had me caged in with his arms on either side. His body shielded mine. I looked up into his beautiful hazel eyes. He was looking directly at me with a look of such desire, it couldn’t be described as anything else. It made no sense to me.
“Ahh, I love your shirt,” he said. He brought his thumb up to my lips and rubbed it slowly back and forth. I was mesmerized. His other hand dropped from the wall and brushed along the line of skin between my shorts and the shirt when he lifted the edge up. He rubbed across just above the top of my waistband. I might have let out a sigh, but I’m not entirely sure.
I could almost have sworn he was about to kiss me. With his hand still on my cheek and his thumb on my lips, he stared into my eyes.
“Are you Superman or Batman?” he asked huskily.
Talking was not an option at that moment. My mouth had dried up, and all I could do was try to stop myself from blurting if he wanted to be my Superman. That I loved the mystery of it and could imagine myself as the other man. That he could easily be Superman. Did he want to be my Superman? Okay, brain, stop talking!
Instead I stuck my tongue out quickly to lick his thumb. He bent down slightly then as if to kiss me.
And then the spell was broken. Over his shoulder, I saw his sister, Jessica, was in the hallway, obviously looking for him. Her face had a look of surprise—or maybe was that smugness—when she saw us. By this point Taylor had jumped away as if on fire, and I was still trying to recover from that almost kiss. His recovery time seemed quicker than mine.
“Hey, sis. Me and Adam here were just discussing the race and photo ops. Needed a quiet place to talk, away from everyone.”
“Oh, talking is it,” she said, her tone dripping with sarcasm. Ha! I liked his sister. I lifted my hand to my mouth to suppress a laugh, and Taylor whipped his head around to glare at me.
About the Author
Claire Castle grew up surrounded by books. She has loved reading for her whole life. Her true love is romance and HEAs. When she’s not reading or writing, she can be found wearing comfortable leggings, drinking mocha and petting her west highland terrier. She loves collecting awesome mugs and paperbacks of her favorite stories.