Hey guys and dolls! I’m participating in a fun blog hop called My Sexy Saturday. http://mysexysaturday.blogspot.com/
Each Saturday I’ll post snippets from some of my books and WIP (Works in Progress). Don’t forget to check the bottom and hop around to the other fantastic authors sharing their lovely words.
Today I’ll be sharing some lines from my novella, CREOLE CORSAIR, in the upcoming NOLA Naughty Nin9 Anthology that releases August 15th, but available now for pre-order for only 99 cents!
Sabine Chauvet needs closure on her family’s past. The sextant that belonged to the legendary pirate Jean Lafitte is supposedly the only link to her family’s legacy, and Sabine is determined to get her hands on it. But when she runs into Jasper Carrington, her old high school crush, the one thing in her past she wasn’t searching for finds her instead.
Jasper Carrington has it all, money, notoriety, and the dream of building an alternative medicine wing of the children’s hospital. When the woman who haunted his high school existence shows up at his auction, he decides to take the chance to right the wrongs of his past.
Giving in to one kiss turns their old fantasies into reality, one neither of them were prepared for. But the same issues of their past still threaten their new future, and they must learn to finally be themselves in order to be together.
Sabine caught herself in the throes of flirting and shook herself from her thoughts. She needed to get away fast. The longer she stayed in his presence the chances improved of him figuring out who she was.
“Well, do me the pleasure of sharing your name, so I can be sure to tell my next of kin who I have fallen prey to. I feel, however the end may come for me, it shall be with a smile on my face if in your company.” His attention dropped from her eyes and bee-lined to her chest.
The flutter in her heart nearly jolted her forward as she swallowed back a gasp. Surely he couldn’t be talking about her. Jasper Carrington saying such things about her seemed surreal. Straight out of one of her high school fantasies about him. Of course it was more than likely just a part of the show he put on for the night, luring guests aboard and primping them for their donations with flirtatious ego padding.
A nervous chuckle squeaked from her throat. Thinking on the fly, Sabine had to come up with a clever cover. “I’m the Creole Corsair. And you, Captain Carrington, should be more careful about who you keep company with.” She flicked her wrist and handed him back the money clip she lifted from his back pocket. Proving once again, charm and a set of tits worked more magic than Houdini.
His sexy lips evened out into a slick grin. “Keep that up and I’ll have to tie you up below deck.”
“Promises. Promises.” Sabine spun on her heel and gave him a quick wave as she sauntered across the ship. If she stayed and talked to him any longer she’d never make it around the ship in time to scope out the location of the sextant before the auctioneers got to it. From her studies of the Carrington parties in the past, the items up for bid were all stored below deck with a standing guard on duty until the auctioneers retrieved them and brought them to the top deck for the auction. It was her only chance.
The scent of his crisp cologne still lingered in the air, sending a flutter to her stomach. He smelled of new money, dreams, and sex. She hadn’t planned on having such a distraction tonight. If it weren’t for Carrington, she’d have already taken the sextant and been on her way home. The bastard. Twelve years after high school and he still got to her. At least his never knowing she even existed played in her favor now, as she held on to her anonymity.
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