Friday Fever: Beautiful Disaster by Jamie McGuire

Friday Fever is a weekly event hosted here at Girls *Heart* Books. Every Friday, we will showcase one of our favorite steamy and/or romantic scenes from the YA & New Adult universe. You know the ones we're talking about; those that get your pulse thumping and your temperature rising. Enjoy.

Here I go again... Beautiful Disaster is a new adult novel by Jamie McGuire and, for those of you who haven't been paying attention, it is probably my most favorite book in the entire world... Ever. (I know I say that about everything, but I mean it this time!...) Anyway. While it is clever and witty, it is also STEAMY. But a couple scenes are a little, erm... Graphic, shall we say. And I wouldn't want to corrupt anyone (Ha. HAHA.), so I'll stick with a sexy scene FEATURING clothing.. ;) (did anyone just huff..? I think I heard an annoyed huff...)

Travis pulled on my hand. "C'mon," he said, tugging me through the crowd and to the dance floor.

"I've had a lot to drink! I'm going to fall!"

Travis smiled and pulled me to him, grabbing my hips. "Shut up and dance."

America and Shepley appeared beside us. Shepley moved like he'd been watching too many Usher videos. Travis had me near panic with the way he pressed against me. If he used any of those moves on the couch, I could see why so many girls chanced humiliation in the morning.

He cinched his hands around my hips, and I noticed that his expression was different, almost serious. I ran my hands over his flawless chest and six-pack as they stretched and tensed under his tight shirt to the music. I turned my back to him, smiling when he wrapped his arms around my waist. Coupled with the alcohol in my system, when he pulled my body against his, things came to mind that were anything but friendly.

The next song bled into the one we were dancing to, and Travis showed no signs of wanting to return to the bar. The sweat beaded on the back of my neck, and the multicolored strobe lights made me feel a bit dizzy. I closed my eyes and leaned my head against his shoulder. He grabbed my hands and pulled them up around his neck. His hands ran down my arms and down my ribs, finally returning to my hips. When I felt his lips and then his tongue against my neck, I pulled away from him.

He chuckled, looking a bit surprised. "What, Pidge?"

...I don't know, but something about his nickname for Abby is hot to me, too. And his moves. And him. Travis is very hot. Now. *off to take a cold shower*

And yes. I am leaving you on a cliffhanger. Because I suck. And I want you to read it and see what her problem is ;)