With temperatures getting cooler and days getting shorter, it’s time to grab a cup of something wonderful and sit back with a good book.
Not quite time for a fire in the fireplace yet, but the cats are beginning to hint at the possibility. Rather pointedly in fact. Something about the way they sit in front of it, look at the fireplace, and then glare at me definitely says it all.
So what are you reading this weekend?
Later this year, the next book from Gambler’s Folly will be out–THE RUSSIAN.
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How about a little preview of this new tale from the pleasure capitol of the galaxy?
Excerpt:
If it hadn’t been for her scent, he would have been fine. Lilacs with honeyed-vanilla and white musk had wrapped around him softly. Hazel eyes under blonde
curls had drawn him in. He’d thought, after all this time, he had control over his urges.
What had possessed him to kiss her?
Her mouth now, there was a treat. Fresh raspberries and sweet white wine still teased
his palette. Between her scent and her taste, he was one messed up wolf. He wanted to
run through the forest, roll in the leaves, and howl to his pack mates about this delicious
female he’d met.
No, he wouldn’t see her again. He didn’t need a relationship. Life around him was too
uncertain. Besides, he’d had a mate long ago and, when she’d died, she’d taken his heart to
her grave.
He was here for a job. He had no time for females. Looking at the time, he picked up his
pace. He didn’t want to keep Dam and Kari waiting.
An hour later, he joined Damiano Leone and his wife, Karianna, for dinner. Dam was
impeccably dressed, as usual, and his mate was stunning. How did Damiano keep his wits about him with such a woman as his mate?
“Dima! Welcome to our humble abode,” Dam greeted him.
“Humble? You have very different standards, amico mio.”
The hand clasp and kisses on the cheek were warm and heartfelt. They had been through
some times together, for sure.
“And how are you, lovely lady?” he asked Kari.
“Superb, Dima. You look a little more excited than usual tonight. Everything fine?”
“I’ll tell you about it over dinner.”
With the appetizers on the table, the Russian recounted his experience from earlier in
the evening.
“And you have no idea who she is?” Dam asked. “You are right, of course. Rescuing damsels
in distress comes with the territory,” he added with a sizzling look at his wife.
“But kissing them passionately before you even know their name is not.”
“From you of all people. I’m surprised, Dima. Of course, it has been a long time since you
had a mate,” Dam said.
“I don’t need a mate,” Dmitri stated firmly.
“I’ve heard that before, and look what happened. And then there is Dante.”
“How is Dante? Still on Earth?”
“Yes. He has about another six months before he and Angela come to Gambler’s Folly.”
“And she is your cousin?” he asked in amazement.
“She is,” Karianna answered for her mate. “It took everyone by surprise.”
“Well, enough of the department is mated now. There is no need for any more.”
They passed several hours together, catching up on news from various places before
Dmitri went back to his apartment. The trip had been long and planet-fall always took a toll. Add the rest of the evening to it all and he was ready for bed.
He was not ready for the soft cloud of lilac and vanilla when he opened his apartment door. Danni’s scent had lingered on his clothes earlier and gently perfumed his apartment. With a growl, he gathered his clothes into a laundry bag and called room service. Maybe by the time he got out of the shower the scent would have dissipated.
Danni’s scent had lingered on his clothes earlier and gently perfumed his apartment. With
a growl, he gathered his clothes into a laundry bag and called room service. Maybe by the
time he got out of the shower the scent would have dissipated.
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