Another sparkling, sexy and fun story about a small–town girl and a city slicker who aren't looking for love but find it when a pampered Doberman unleashes their passion.
“OH!” she said once she could manage the words. A tingle spread down her spine and intensified between her legs. “Er,” Adam responded sheepishly, looking as if he couldn’t quite believe the words had come out of his mouth. “Sorry. That was probably a little uncensored.” “Yeah…but I liked it.” She...
18 MUCH LATER, AS THEY STILL stretched naked in front of the fire, Dom rolled to look again at the painting of her mother. “Tell me about her. Tell me about the rest of your family. It’s your turn to open up.” “What do you want to know?” “Everything. And I promise not to file a report about it.” ...
Melinda had disappeared without saying goodbye, and he’d never had a chance to get her number. Fortunately, her business number was easy to locate. He sat, lost in thought at his desk, picturing her at the breakfast as she stumbled through her apology for unzipping his pan...
18 SHANNON CLIMBED into Hal’s Explorer and sank back against its sturdy seat. The truck smelled of leather and carpet shampoo and stability, security. Kind of like Hal the man. He might wear hideous combinations of clothing and say utterly bizarre things, but he was secure in his own skin, comfor...
16 LIL’S EYES WIDENED as she and Dan entered the Terraces Lounge, British Airways’ luxury waiting area for first-class travelers. As far as she knew, they were in JFK Airport, but the Terraces transported them to another planet. A cross between a bar and a full-service spa, the lounge featured re...
A group of businessmen guffawed. The counter staff in the Arrowroot Café doubled over in mirth. Troy ignored them all, striding with purpose toward the Lotus.He’d lovingly detailed her interior over the weekend and washed and waxed the exterior until she shone. He’d even conditioned the cream lea...
9 HE MAY AS WELL have slapped her. Shannon stared at him for a long moment before she grabbed one of the overstuffed black bags and started pulling it toward his bedroom door. The same old issues followed her wherever she went, it seemed. I swear to God I’m going to get a prescription for Rogaine...
It tilted its head and stared at him out of black eyes that would have been menacing on any other creature. “You want bread. I want a phone number. Life sucks, buddy. That’s all I can tell you.” Dev blew smoke out of his mouth and nostrils, feeling like a disgruntled animal himself—some sort of h...
Thank God Nonnie wasn’t dead. Just to make sure, Natalie went to her grandmother’s refrigerator and found the magnetic card for her veterinarian. She rang the vet immediately. “Hello, this is Natalie Rosen, Tatyana Ciccoli’s granddaughter.” Nonnie had married an Italian man, which was how she cam...