#NewRelease Spotlight: LOVE AND CHARITY, by Fiona Miers

Love and Charity, By Fiona Miers

A Contemporary Sexy Romance- Release date- 20th May 2016

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Blurb: In the city of Melbourne, Australia, Emily is working night and day as a solicitor. During the week she is a corporate lawyer, making enough money to pay off her own house, and her mother’s. After spending her whole life under the threat of losing her home and watching her mother survive a broken marriage, she is determined to never be in the same situation. On the weekends she donates her time at a charity- Ellen’s House, to help women in need to escape those same situations her mother was once in. She is determined to succeed and has time for only one love in her life, and that’s her work. 

Running his own Architecture business, Nathan Johnson lives to succeed. He set up Ellen’s House- his charity for women, after his mother dies of abuse at the hands of his father. Determined to never be anything like the man who raised him, he keeps his work at the fore front of his life, and his women as un-important as possible. He may not be able to make up for the sins of the past, but he is determined not to repeat them; and that means never letting his guard down again. 

They’re perfectly matched and yet they clash at every turn. A man with so many layers he’s not sure which personality is truly his, and a woman who’s heart is big enough to love all of him.

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Fiona Miers has a super busy life, like most modern women, but always finds time for reading and writing romance. Her love affair with the romance genre started when she was only 11 years old, when her mother, and nana, handed her, her first mills and boon.
Since then she’s built her own business, become a mother to two beautiful little girls, and fallen in love with the most spectacular man on the planet. (JMHO)
Fiona writes MF contemporary and historical romance, writing more erotic stories under the pen name Tamsin Baker.
Thank you for reading this, and hopefully you’ll love reading about her characters as much as she loved creating them.

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Nathan smiled at her and placed the file next to the phone. He’d do more than sort that one out. He’d never work with that building company again.

Emily gave him a nod and began to back away. His belly clenched and his breath caught in his throat.

No. Stop!

Emily, we should talk about Saturday night.”

No.” She practically fired the word at him, then shook her head and stared at the ground, red highlighting her high cheekbones.

I mean about Eleanor’s House. I believe I may have over reacted to what you said to everyone.”

She stopped backing away and glanced up, her eyes bright and wary.

Something twisted deep in his chest. He swallowed hard.

No, I was wrong to push you, Nate. I know I was. Whatever happened… I take responsibility for.”

He shrugged and let his lips lift into a semblance of a smile. He was giving her an apology and an out, and she wasn’t taking it. He liked that.

Well, let’s forget about it and you can tell me more about your career aspirations over dinner.”

Oh. No Nate, we shouldn’t. I mean…”

He chuckled and stood up, rounding his desk and heading towards her. He didn’t stop when she gasped and jumped away from him, just kept moving forward, reaching out to shut the door and looked directly at her for the first time.

Oh, I’m Nate again, am I?”

She softly whacked him on the chest. “Stop it, you know what I mean.”

No, what do you mean?”

She glared at him, that fire that he so loved about her, returning. “I mean… we can’t go out for dinner again!”

Why not?”

Because you’re my client and it would be inappropriate.”

He heaved a sigh and stuck both hands into his trouser pockets. Those same excuses were not going to fly with him now. He’d tasted her lips, held her body through the best night’s sleep he’d had in decades and he missed her. He couldn’t continue like this.

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The Hart Moment

By Pumpkin Spice

RELEASE DATE: February 12, 2016

Evernight Publishing

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About THE HART MOMENT

Heat Level: 2

Love can’t be taught, but it can be unlearned. When Associate Professor Stella Greene lost her mentor on Valentine’s Day, she also lost her way both professionally and romantically. Her academic career, and her desire to love again, stagnated. Pete Hart’s doctorate degree in cinema and art history gives him an eye for detail and an appreciation for beauty. When Pete and Stella’s paths cross, they realize there’s nothing academic about their attraction to one another. But can even the patience and persistence of Dr. Hart withstand the distance Stella’s pain places between them? Can love be relearned? Or will Pete have to take matters into his own hands to claim Stella’s heart?

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About The Author

Mary Billiter, Writing as Pumpkin Spice, For Evernight Publishing:

Mary Billiter is the author of seven works of fiction, including four under the pen name, “Pumpkin Spice.” Pumpkin Spice’s debut novel — Scarlett Hood & the Hunter — was an Editor’s Pick and nominated by readers as a finalist in the 2015 Third Annual Evernight Readers’ Choice Awards. Her Amāre Tales is her fairy tale line & her favorite place to write about! It’s based in Amāre, where love isn’t just the town’s namesake, it’s a way of life. Add in a little spice & you’ve got a good romance and new way of telling a classic tale!

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Write to her at: pumpkinspicecom@yahoo.com

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Excerpt:

We barely set foot in his apartment before shoes were kicked off, coats peeled away, his sweater was shed, and I think he was almost out of his jeans when he realized that maybe things were moving too fast. In a white cotton t-shirt and his button fly jeans open, his gray-blue eyes shone in the moonlight.

His gaze then held mine as he walked toward me and started to unbutton my silk blouse. It slid off my shoulders and dropped to the floor. Pete waited while I unzipped my jeans, and then we both stepped out of our jeans together. I stood before him in a black lace bra and pink cotton low-rise panties that had “Wednesday” stamped on the fabric.

He raised an eyebrow.

I shrugged. “I’m kind of into days of the week.”

He tried not to laugh.

I lightly whacked him on the shoulder. “Hey! It keeps me on track.”

And clearly that’s important.”

Well, it can be.” I crossed my arms over my chest and suddenly felt very naked.

Pete moved toward me. And I moved away in equal measure.

I think it’s cute.”

I held up a finger. “I’ll have you know that days of the week panties are not easy to find.” As soon as the words came out of my mouth I cringed.

There may be a good reason for that,” Pete said and burst out laughing.

I bit the inside of my mouth to stop from laughing, but it didn’t work. I started giggling.

Come here,” Pete waved me toward him. “Come here, Wednesday.”

Oh, har-har.”

I stepped back from him, keeping my eyes firmly on his. The excitement glittering back at me intensified my desire.

If you think Wednesday looks good, you should see Thursday…” I tried to sound seductive when really there wasn’t anything sexy about cotton panties or the days of the week stamped on them, but I only had so much to work with. Then I saw the movies posters in his front room, and I instantly knew what do to.

Stripper Gypsy Rose Lee had less to work, but made more with what she had. She was the woman that literally put the “tease” in “striptease”. Gypsy was one movie I knew Pete would have seen and one role I knew I could pull off.

And Friday … oh you should see Friday’s panties…” I slowly glided my bra off my shoulders with my fingertips without revealing anything significant.

Pete’s eyes roamed my body, and I savored the seduction. I turned my back and unclasped my bra, exposing my bare back to him. Sliding the bra off, I covered my breasts with one hand and faced him. With my other hand, I twirled my bra on my index finger. Pete was my captive audience.

I dropped my hand that held my breasts, pulled back the elastic band on my bra and aimed it like a slingshot.

Saturday’s panty is pretty saucy, too. It has lace.” I released the bra. It lobbed in the air and then fell, missing my mark.

Pete reached up and grabbed my wrist. He pulled me toward him. “You talk too much.”

My breasts playfully bounced and pressed against his firm chest. He wrapped his other arm around the small of my back, his fingertips grazing my skin. The force between us electrified, always simmering below the surface, too powerful to deny when we collided. His lips commandeered mine, and my need for him built and screamed for release.

He grabbed my arm and led me to his bedroom. He braced my fall when he leaned us down onto his bed. His unshaven cheek grazed against my neck in an oddly rough, yet subtly seductive way. Everything Pete did, was, and said created a fiery passion in me so strong I had to dig my nails into his back just to make sure I wasn’t dreaming. Our bodies brushed, and our breathing grew heavier.

He rocked back to pull off his t-shirt, and I deeply inhaled the cologne I sensed he sprayed in the center of his chest. I pulled him down and crushed him against my taut nipples. Hell, yeah.

His lips kissed and bit my neck. My body waited. Anticipation grew for what I craved now more than ever. He pulled my panties to the side and looked at me.

Damn. His eyes always got to me. They flashed with a mixture of mischievousness and caution as they drank me in. Without uttering a word, his eyes waited for permission. I had the control.

I coyly grinned and opened myself to him.

He reached into the drawer of his nightstand. He ripped the condom packet open with his teeth, slid the sheath over his cock, and dove into me. I moaned and tried to remember how to breathe all at the same time. God, he feels good. His pace and intensity slowed. He waited for me to catch up to him. I need more. His hands caressed my thighs.

I wrapped my legs around him and pulled him deeper into me.

A low groan rose from his throat. “Stella…” Powerful gray-blue eyes locked onto mine. “I’m not going to last long if you keep doing that.”

But I wasn’t even close to being ready. I slowed down my pace and looked up at him. “Then let’s play around the world.”

He looked at me, trying to make sense of the sudden shift.

You know, a trip around our bodies exploring all the different spots.”

#NewRelease Spotlight: FINDING FREEDOM, by Lynn Burke

HAPPY BOOK BIRTHDAY TO 
 
FINDING FREEDOM & LYNN BURKE!
 
 
Finding Freedom
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Genre: Contemporary Erotic Romance
Release Date: February 1, 2016
Publisher: Roane Publishing
Keywords: Erotic, Romance, Contemporary, Menage, Novella, Series
 
 
Tessa’s life beneath the strict rules of her parents’ cultish church leaves her longing for independence. Her boring, small-town checkout lane job barely covers the bills, let alone fulfill her wants and desires.
 
Until the weekly visits of god-like Trent and Brody have her dreaming of a Tessa sandwich with both sensual men as her bread.
 

 

Fantasies may be a pastime of the wicked, but when Trent asks her on a date—with both him and Brody—Tessa decides to take a chance, knowing the purity of her soul is at stake. Will these two men be her ticket to freedom – or her one way trip to eternal damnation?
 
 
Excerpt
 
Towel wrapped around me, I peeked out the bathroom door into Trent’s dimly lit bedroom. A T-shirt and shorts lay on his massive, king-sized bed.
 
I tugged the shorts up my damp legs, but couldn’t get them over my bum. More tears pricked as I cursed my too-much body. Trent’s shirt hung to the middle of my thighs. It would have to do.
 
Trent lounged beside the blazing fire pit. The sound of trickling water drew my attention to the right. Brody stood beneath the outdoor shower, his round, bite-able backside flooding my mouth with drool.
 
Tearing my gaze off him, I ambled over toward Trent. He patted the couch beside him, and taking care not to reveal my too-much, naked bottom half, I settled on the cushion and allowed myself another peek at Brody.
 
“Hot, isn’t he?”
 
Trent’s low, murmured words whipped my head around. “What?”
 
“Brody.” He continued to stare at his friend, a smirk on his lips, lust in his eyes. “Just look at that ass.”
 
Unable to help myself, I did as told while trying to wrap my mind around what Trent had said—and the unmistakable desire in his gaze.
 
“What do you think, Tessa?”
 
I swallowed and laced my fingers together in my lap. “I think he’s beautiful.”
 
Trent made a sound of appreciation in his throat as Brody turned, closed his eyes, and tipped his head back, running his hands through his hair.
 
My focus zoned in on his long, flaccid penis. Cock, my whore-mind whispered. I laced my fingers tighter and forced my attention on Trent.
 
He met my gaze and grinned. “Quite the temptation, isn’t he?”
 
“Enough to make me burn in hell,” I admitted with a whisper.
 
 
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“I loved the interaction between the heroine and her two sexy guys.” – London Saint James
 

“Wish I could be the cheese in this sandwich – 5 stars” – Goodreads Review

 
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#NewRelease Spotlight: REVEALED, by April Zyon

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Revealed

Warriors of the Light 2

by April Zyon

Published by Evernight Publishing

Cover art by Jay Aheer (Simply Defined Art)

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Blurb:

Hector is a born warrior and protector. But in the war against evil, he cannot fight alone. While he has his brothers-in-arms by his side, a new element is necessary for this battle. That’s when he finds Riley, and he realizes dreams can come true—even for one cursed to walk forever throughout time.

Riley Jensen is sensitive to lies—the lies others tell, and any she has ever tried to tell. Seeking out sanctuary behind thick walls is her only escape from the pain. Except now it appears she might be the hunted. Not one to sit back and wait, she goes on the offensive with the help of a powerful warrior.

As the danger grows thicker, lies will blend with truth. Only Riley can discern fact from fiction with her gift to keep all the warriors walking the true path.

This is a previously published work. It has been revised and edited for Evernight Publishing.

Be Warned: BDSM, spanking

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Excerpt:

He slid a finger down her cheek. “The bond is strong, especially when the woman you care for carries something so amazing and precious within. When she is your other, better half, you need to be close to her in the hope that some of that goodness will rub off on you and help to lighten the load we all carry.”

“And you’ve found her?” Damn him for making me ask. She leaned into his touch, all but purring when he stroked his finger down her cheek again. She was as close to him as she could possibly get, her hand resting lightly on his chest as she looked up at him. “Tell me,” she whispered. She had to know that she wasn’t alone in this feeling, that he was as attracted to her as she was to him.

“I did,” he answered. “She is an amazing beauty, a pure and kind soul, elegant, poised, and much too good for a warrior like me. She could have any man falling at her feet, yet she seems to have taken an interest in only one. For which I am grateful.”

“I have a feeling that she would move heaven and earth for you,” Riley admitted quietly, her face turned up to him as she spoke. Licking her lips, she all but shivered at the need that was in his eyes. “I really think you should kiss me again.”

“I think you may be right.” His arms came around her, pulling her up close to his chest, and his head lowered. But he didn’t kiss her immediately. Instead he brushed his nose over hers, then over her cheek. As the anticipation began to build to a nearly explosive point, he finally pressed his lips to hers in a hard, demanding kiss.

Riley gave in completely to his passion. She wrapped her arms around his neck. Her hands fisted into his hair. She shuddered and opened to him, his tongue brushing over hers before he took full control. He was dominating her in that moment, and she was fully willing to allow it to happen.

Hector’s arms tightened around her as he bent her back over an arm. One hand was soon up in her hair, holding it tight. His mouth devoured hers, and he let out a low growl that shot through her entire body.

Then his lips were gone, but his heavy and hard breathing was still a hot brush over her skin. “We should talk first,” he said, his voice not entirely steady.

Riley nodded and moved so that she could hug him. Her feet were off the ground, and he was keeping her up, but she was fine with that. She pulled back and smiled teasingly. “You running from this?”

He huffed out a breath. “It’s called a strategic retreat, for your information. It’s either that or I have you naked, on the table, with my cock buried inside of you, without a care for the fact that there’s someone else in the house with us. We need to talk before we do anything like that. You need to know what’s going on, and I made you a promise.” Stepping back, he grabbed one of her hands and tugged her up the stairs and down the hall to the room they would be sharing.

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#NewRelease Spotlight: THE NO FRAT CLAUSE, by H.K. Carlton

The NØ Frat Clause – Naughty Office Romance

Temptation … It’s all around us … the flesh is weak.

Haven’t we all been tempted, at one time or another? Sometimes it’s just too hard to be good.

Whether it’s that rich chocolatey slab of cake alongside a cold glass of white milk while you’re on a diet, or that drool-worthy musclebound guy at the gym who you can’t seem to keep your greedy gaze from, or the gorgeous young intern, new to the firm, who just needs some good training.

Temptation doesn’t obey the rules and though they try their best to fight it, Roger and Lexi, don’t either in, The NØ Frat Clause

Blurb:

Fresh out of college, Lexi Wideman lands an entry level job at a lucrative recruiting firm. Only six months into her tenure, she’s offered a major promotion—executive assistant to Roger Kent, the company’s coveted corporate headhunter. Older, irresistible, and ruggedly handsome, Roger Kent turns her into a liquid pool of need with just one smoldering glance. But the opportunity is just too good to pass up this early in her career. Lexi must find a way to remain professional while panting after her boss.

Roger Kent is thrown off guard when the company execs all of a sudden decide he needs an assistant. Perhaps he does, but Lexi Wideman is not the girl for him. She’s smart, young, and gorgeous. It’s hard enough trying to keep his eyes off her. Working in such close proximity, day after day, it would only be a matter of time before his hands followed.

So much for the No Frat Policy.

I hope you enjoy this naughty tease. A little Love in an Elevator…
(sorry, I just got that song stuck in your head for the rest of the day).

Excerpt:

All of a sudden the lights flickered once again, and the lift jerked.

Lexi grabbed my thigh in panic. “Oh God!”

Oh God was right. Any higher and she was going to get a rock-hard handful.

I wound my arms around her, and we held on as the elevator came to shuddering halt. The lights went out entirely, plunging us into complete darkness. The hydraulic hum of the mechanics powering down droned. Then there was silence except for the clicking of the cables.

“Ohhh …” Lexi said in alarm.

“It’s okay. Take it easy,” I reassured her. “The auxiliary lights should come on in a second when the generators kick in.” But seconds ticked by and nothing happened.

“What’s happening?” she asked, her voice warbling.

“Power outage from the storm I’d say. Guess you were right, we should have taken the stairs.”

“Oh boy.” I felt her take a deep shuddering breath. She shifted, centering her back to my chest, and relaxed into me. I tried to maintain some distance, but there was no help for it, with her perfect little ass snugged right up against my upper thighs. There was no way she missed the massive bulge in my pants. She tensed, but she didn’t pull away either.

I inhaled her familiar scent. Another bad idea. It was just as arousing as the rest of her. She smelled fanfuckingtastic.

Her breathing became erratic. I was afraid she was about to panic.

“We’re okay. Relax.” I ran my hands up and down her arms.

She melted into me.

“Do you have your cell phone?” I asked in a tight voice. “We could use it for light. And-or call for help. At least let someone know we’re in here.”

“No, I left mine at the office. You?”

“I think I tossed mine in the briefcase. It’s down here by our feet somewhere.”

A ringing noise made us both jump.

I released her and groped in the dark until I found the little door containing the emergency phone. “Hello?” I answered in a clipped tone.

“What’s your name, and how many are with you?” a gruff voice barked.

“Roger Kent. There are two of us. Myself and my assistant.”

“We’re working on getting you down. Try not to panic.”

“All right, but can you do something about the auxiliary lighting?”

“The generators should engage anytime now. Sit tight.”

“Okay, we’ll sit tight. As if we have a choice,” I said as I hung up.

From the awkward way I’d been leaning, I straightened up slightly, rearranging my hips back into the corner. “We’re gonna be a while,” I said and reached for Lexi. It was pitch black. I couldn’t make out a goddamn thing. “Where’d ya go? Christ, it’s dark.”

“I’m searching for the cell.” Just then my palm made contact with a nicely rounded hip. Oh fuck, she was bent over in front of me. I followed the soft plump curve as she rooted through the briefcase. I closed my eyes and took long, slow inventory of her shapely backside. I stifled a groan, but it escaped as more of a grunt.

Slowly, she straightened and turned in my direction. The low light from my cell screen glowed, illuminating the space between us.

The tension between us was palpable. She stared at me. Her lips parted. I don’t know what she saw in my expression. One of us made a growling sound. I suspect it was me.

Simultaneously, she dropped the phone and reached for me as I grabbed for her. I sought her lips hungrily as the darkness enveloped us once more. She moaned something incoherent into my mouth.

In a wild frenzy, we nipped and sucked at each other’s mouths, our hands roamed free and greedily. My cock lengthened to painful proportions.

Lexi arched into me, her ample breasts pressing against my upper chest. She squirmed as I tried to gather her sweet backside in my greedy hands. Lifting her, I thrust my hips at her, leaving no doubt as to what I wanted.

In answer, she pressed her pelvis against me. The pressure felt amazing, but I wanted more.

“Yeah,” she cried softly. “Yeah …”

Fuck yeah!

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H K Carlton is a multi-published Canadian author of romance and its varied sub-genres, including contemporary, paranormal, historical, family saga and erotica.

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I enjoy writing in many different genres. I write where the muse takes me and make no apologies for it. By now, it’s quite safe to say I will never pick just one genre and stick to it. There are just too many possibilities and stories left to tell. Today time-travel, tomorrow sweet historical romance—the next release might be, down and dirty erotica or ménage. I hope you’ll join me for the ride.

Variety is creativity’s playground—It’s where you’ll find me.

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#NewRelease Spotlight: XANDER, by Margaret Madigan @mmadiganauthor

Happy Book Birthday to XANDER: Caine Brothers Book 2!

 

 

Series Blurb:

The Caine Brothers: a billionaire, a biker, a fighter, a SEAL, a rock star, and a shifter. Six sexy, in-control alphas who think they have women all figured out…until they each meet their match.

 

Xander Blurb:

Falling for the daughter of his sworn enemy means making a choice between passion and peace.

When Xander Caine administers a little biker justice to a wife-beating scumbag from the rival Ravagers, he and his fellow Huntsmen walk a fine line between keeping the peace and breaking a long-standing truce.

Gracie Buckner is the daughter of the Ravagers’ president, but she left the biker life a long time ago for college and a career as a photographer. When her sister’s husband beats her yet again, Gracie hires the Huntsmen for due process—the biker way.

Showing up at the Huntsmen’s tavern to confirm the job’s been done turns into an episode of hot—anonymous—sex when Gracie runs into the irresistible Xander. Horrified, Gracie bolts, only to run into him again—leading to more anonymous sex—at a local bike rally. The bigger problem is the instant—and deeper—connection that haunts them both. Once they finally reveal their identities, their fates are sealed.

The Huntsmen-Ravagers feud is the stuff of legends, and finally reaches a tipping point when the rivals learn of Xander and Gracie’s relationship, leading to an epic battle in the middle of the rally. When the dust settles the landscape of both clubs looks vastly different, but Xander and Gracie are determined to stand together in peace and celebrate their star-crossed passion.

 

Excerpt:

Dude sat on the bed and ran his hands over his mostly shaved head. “So, what kept you so busy you had to miss the pub crawl last night?”

Xander waved a dismissive gesture. “Just some personal stuff. What’s on the agenda today?”

“What’s her name?” Dude waggled his eyebrows suggestively.

“Why do you assume there’s a woman involved?”

“Because if anyone needs to get laid, it’s you. I’m pulling for you, man.”

“Just because I’m more selective about where I plant my dick, doesn’t mean I need to get laid. I do fine, thanks,” Xander said. “Have you had breakfast yet? I’m starved.”

A huge grin spread across Dude’s face. “You did get laid last night.”

Xander rolled his eyes. “You’re a douche, you know that right?”

Someone knocked on the door. Dude stood to answer it, rubbing his hands together. “You have to tell me all about it over breakfast.”

“Did you turn into a girl overnight? We’re not besties. I’m not going to sit over coffee and a donut and talk about sex.”

It turned out to be Chico at the door. He followed Dude back into the room.

“So you admit you had sex,” Dude said.

Chico’s eyes went wide. “Killer got laid? Excellente, amigo.”

“Fuck you both,” Xander said. But he couldn’t help a smirk as Dude grabbed his clothes and headed in the direction of the bathroom.

“Who’s the lucky lady?” Chico asked.

Xander considered brushing them off, because he seriously felt like an idiot talking about his sex life, but it occurred to him he might need help finding her and the guys could be useful.

He shrugged. “I don’t know.”

“A little wham bam thank you ma’am?” Dude asked. He made some lewd gestures to emphasize his point.

Xander gave him a disgusted look. The problem was, he wasn’t too far off, except the implication with a quickie like that was once and done, and he wanted to find this woman again.

“It wasn’t like that.” He paused. “Okay, it was like that, but different.”

Dude raised a skeptical eyebrow. “Different how?”

How could he explain that despite the hot sex, there’d been a deeper connection? It didn’t make sense that in the span of less than a half hour where they said almost nothing to each other, only touching and sliding slick bodies against each other, he’d sensed something more. It sounded ridiculous even to him. They’d laugh at him. These were men for whom one night stands were routine; men for whom love and relationships and the idea of being tied down to one woman amounted to the proverbial ball and chain. Hell, he’d always been one of them. When his brother Hunter got married a few months ago he’d laughed along with the rest of his brothers at the idea of ever doing the same. Yet, maybe he just hadn’t met the right woman for the idea to have merit.

He shook his head. What the hell was he thinking? He’d just met her. They’d had fabulous sex. That was all. He didn’t even know her name. Why would he be thinking about marriage, for God’s sake?

“Nothing. Never mind. It was just fucking hot sex. Best I’ve had in a long time, but I didn’t get her name, so I’m kicking myself because I’d like to hit that again. You know?”

Author bio:

 

Author of romance and science fiction, with Entangled Publishing and Evernight Publishing.

Oregon Ducks fan.

Donut and pastry addict.

I like cats.

I’m terrified of balloons.

When I’m not writing you’ll find me in a college classroom teaching English, or working as a literary agent for an amazing agency…and of course, wrangling my family.

 

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