Crash Into Me is over, and it's time for a new book to begin! In the past, I've asked my readers what story they would like me to share next. Since that's not gone so well, I'm just deciding now. I have a book I've been wanting to share for quite some time. I hope that everyone will enjoy it.
If asked where the inspiration came for this story, I honestly don't know. I wrote it quite a while ago, and don't think I ever had a clear picture of where the idea came from. The characters of Colby, Avery, Stan and Gavin just popped into my head and waited until I told their story.
Game Junkies, like my other books, has some explicit scenes, but I will do my best to mark them. I hope you enjoy my newest offering to the Reading Gods. Below is a short excerpt from Chapter One.
CHAPTER ONE
Game Junkies by Dellani Oakes
The line at Game Junkies extended out the door and down the mall corridor. Colby Thatcher stopped in his tracks, blue eyes wide behind round, wire-frame glasses. He'd never seen such a mass of humanity, unless it was a new game release. He stared a full minute before he realized someone was waving at him. Three of his friends stood in the line. Two were grinning widely, smart phones clutched in their hands.
"Wait until you see!" Stan Fitz said, hopping excitedly in place.
Stan was nearly seven feet tall. His lean, gangling frame moved oddly, like he was a marionette guided by a puppet master on crack. He giggled, waving his phone under Colby's nose.
Gavin Carter eyed their friend with forbearance, but his dark brown eyes twinkled.
The only one who didn't show enthusiasm was Avery. Dressed in skinny jeans, sporting a lip ring, nose ring and multiple earrings, she hunched over with her hands in her pockets. Her blue streaked red hair escaped from under her Rasta striped beanie. She looked bored and somewhat disgusted.
"If I didn't have to be here, I wouldn't," she snarled before Colby could speak. "But I have to get game time. They're doing buy one get one, because of the upcoming game launch." She elbowed Stan who had hopped on her foot. "These two are impossible."
"We saw her first," Stan said. "Then all these others showed up." He frowned, jerking a thumb at the line.
"Maybe if you hadn't sent a massive text to everyone on your phone, it wouldn't have happened," Avery growled. "It's your own damn fault. Get off me!"
She elbowed Stan again. Given the difference in their heights, the sharp jab got him in the nuts. Gasping from pain and surprise, he backed off. Avery smirked, satisfied that she had disciplined him appropriately.
"Nicely played," Gavin said with a smirk of his own. He and Avery exchanged a knuckle bump.
"What's going on?" Colby appealed to Avery.
Tossing her head, setting her hoops rattling, Avery glared up at him. She was tiny, maybe five feet tall if she stood up straight. Her slender frame and small breasts, in combination with her baggy shirts and bulky jackets, often got her mistaken for an adolescent boy.
"You really don't know?"
"You live in a cave?" Gavin asked him. "We sent you the text."
"Phone's dead," Colby said. "It got sent through the wash again. I'm waiting for a replacement."
Avery grabbed the sleeve of his hoodie, pulling him toward her. She opened a text message with her thumb, holding it in front of his face. The screen was inches from his nose, so he squinted at it, blinking rapidly. Eventually, a fuzzy image appeared. The first detail he took in was a mass of curly, blonde hair. Next, a tight yellow T-shirt spread lovingly over the most luscious breasts he'd ever imagined. That held his attention nearly 30 seconds.
Avery waved the phone in front of him and he took in the rest of the image. A beautiful young woman stood at the counter of the Game Junkies store, her blonde hair loose around her shoulders. Her T-shirt fit her curvaceous form like it had been painted on. Her chest swelled beneath it, and her body tapered to a slender waist, flaring to voluptuous hips. Colby grabbed the phone from Avery, taking in further details as he stared. The phone left his eager fingers as Avery snatched it from him, tapping him on the forehead.
©2022 Dellani Oakes
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