I Met A Boy by Mira Noire

 

I Met a Boy by Mira Noire 

Publication Date: October 21, 2014 

Genres: Contemporary, Erotica, Romance

Mrs. Danielle Russo lives a picture-perfect life with her charismatic husband. She has a beautiful home, and everything she could ask for. Except everything isn’t what it appears to be: spending every waking minute as Marcus’ model wife is starting to take a toll on Danny. To cope, Danny lives a rich, secret inner life through her job as an assistant curator and the support of a few friends. She’s accepted that her future will be quiet, restrained, and dignified. And then she meets a young man at dinner who changes everything. Nicolas Thierry is a brooding and sensual college kid. He’s unpredictable, and unapologetically public about his desire for Danny. No one quite knows what to make of this boy, and Nicolas’ attention threatens everything she and her husband have built together. Danny knows that for her own sanity and the sake of her marriage, she’s got to send him packing. But under Nicolas’ smoldering gaze and hungry touch, Danny realizes she’s starting to feel new and dangerous things stirring inside her she’s never, ever felt before.

On the way to the dinner table, I bend down to pick up my dropped napkin, and John whisks my husband Marcus off in front of the group, talking about something happening with the stock market. John works in finance, and mutual funds. He clearly loves socializing, and spends a lot of time doing that golfing with my husband and his other friends.

I look around for a moment, figuring that I might as well help clear up the room, as Pauline quickly snaps up a dish here and there of sampled hors d’oeuvres. And as I turn, I come face to face with Nicolas, who takes my free hand in his, places his empty glass into it, and slides his fingers away.

        The sensation of them is a dry, rasping warmth, and then the glass, damp with the perspiration it collected sitting on a table somewhere. He has an extremely sarcastic look in his eyes, which are so thickly lashed they’re outrageous.

        “Thank you,” I find myself saying, realizing how stupid it is to thank him for handing me something to clean up. He should have offered to do some of the cleaning up himself.

        “You’re welcome,” is his reply, a slurring mire of mumbled language. He speaks like he’s been dipped in black ink, and all of him seems very dark and deliberate. As a lover of words, of books, I find his sloppy diction awful.

It seems disrespectful, in a bright, wholesome setting like Pauline’s drawing room.

        So I don’t say anything else, and I turn smartly on my heel and head off to follow Pauline. But I remember the look in his eyes, and am well aware that I remember that look from somewhere else.

It’s a look men get, when they want something, and think that they can get it. It involves many things. Obstinacy. Cruelty. Greed. Sheer, blind relentlessness.

Odd, that a boy should be able to wear that look.

 

 Passion. Decadence. Drama. Mira Noire doesn't pussyfoot around. If you're looking for the typical happily-ever-after with the same old characters - they aren't here. Mira writes visceral scenes that are so real you can taste (and smell!) them, and loves to feature flawed characters you may not always like. Like or not, you'll definitely love watching them, and hopefully enjoy following them on their intensely personal erotic journeys. Mira lives in the San Francisco Bay Area, loves to travel abroad, and has a B.A. in English from Stanford University. Visit Mira at http://www.miranoire.com to get to know her world a little better.

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