Mikky's Review! Prickly Business, Portland Pack Chronicles #1 by Piper Vaughn & Kenzie Cade

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Some people might call Avery Babineaux a prick. He’s a hedgehog shifter from an old-money Louisiana family with a penchant for expensive shoes and a reputation for being a judgmental snob. His attitude is why he and his fated mate are estranged. Not that Avery cares. He doesn’t want to be mated to some blue-collar werewolf anyway. Or so he keeps telling himself.

No werewolf likes to be looked down upon, least of all Dylan Green. He doesn’t need a mate, especially not some snotty hedgehog who sneers at his custom motorcycle shop and calls him a grease monkey. But when Avery gets into trouble with a shady loan shark, Dylan can’t stand by and let him be hurt—whether he wants the brat or not.

Yet once Dylan steps into Avery’s world, he realizes there’s more to Avery than his prickly exterior, and that unexpected vulnerability calls to Dylan’s protective instincts. The sassy little hedgehog needs a keeper, and despite their horrible first impressions, Dylan starts to believe he might be the wolf for the job.

Take a dash of stubborn, sexy as hell wolf shifter and mix with a drop of equally stubborn, half drama queen, spoiled hedgehog (I kid you not) shifter and what you get is an explosive, funny and sexy as hell concoction.

Avery is well-known for his haughty attitude and penchant for expensive things. Born in a wealthy family, he’s always had everything he ever wanted. That, until he met his mate.

Dylan is a hard working guy who’s proud of everything he’s accomplished. He hates people looking down on him and that goes for the one who is supposed to be his mate.

Let’s say that their first meeting doesn’t go very well and they end up keeping their distance from each other for a long time. 

But fate has a way of screwing up with one’s plan.

This is a great novel and I really enjoyed it. Shape shifters stories are not exactly my cup of tea but, every once in a while, it happens to find a book that I can’t put down.

I was pleasantly surprised to see how Avery changes and becomes a totally different person when the situation requires it. Because, let’s face it, in the beginning I’ve been tempted to punch him more than once.

When life kicks him, he gets up, pulls himself together and tries to find a way to survive and pay his dues.

Dylan is not the jerk he appears to be, either. 

The chemistry between these two is off the charts. Piper and Kenzie were so good at building the tension until I thought I’d explode waiting for IT to happen. Well done, ladies. Well done.

The writing style is really, really good. There’s action, suspense, romance, steamy scenes, interesting, lovable and well developed characters and lots of passion. In a few words – a little bit for everything. 

Trust me, you won’t be able to put it down and I cannot wait to get my hands on the next volume. 

Absolutely worth it and I highly recommend it! Five well deserved and “prickly” stars. *wink*

Happy Reading!

Piper Vaughn wrote her first love story at eleven and never looked back. Since then, she’s known that writing in some form was exactly what she wanted to do. A reader at the core, Piper loves nothing more than getting lost in a great book—fantasy, young adult, romance, she loves them all (and has a two thousand book library to prove it!). She grew up in Chicago, in an ethnically diverse neighborhood, and loves to put faces and characters of every ethnicity in her stories, so her fictional worlds are as colorful as the real one. Above all, she believes that everyone needs a little true love in their life…even if it’s only in a book.

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Kenzie Cade was born and raised in the South where she spends her days in the sometimes stressful field of private medicine observing interesting people and committing them to memory for later use. When she isn’t reading, experimenting with recipes, or being distracted by social media, Kenzie spends time with her family, friends, and the Pomeranian/Long-haired Chihuahua mix who likes to keep her company while she writes. As a young girl, Kenzie dreamed of princesses and their white knights. As an adult (or sort of adult), she dreams of princes and their proverbial white knights, which she attributes the fellow Arkansan S.E. Hinton and her novel The Outsiders. Writing to keep the fictional voices at bay, Kenzie enjoys the journeys her characters travel to find their happy endings, and she loves the challenge of writing a great love story.

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Release Day Blitz! Excerpt & Giveaway! Sutphin Boulevard (Five Boroughs #1) by Santino Hassell

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Michael Rodriguez and Nunzio Medici have been friends for two decades. From escaping their dysfunctional families in the working-class neighborhood of South Jamaica, Queens to teaching in one of the city’s most queer friendly schools in Brooklyn, the two men have shared everything. Or so they thought until a sweltering night of dancing leads to an unexpected encounter that forever changes their friendship.

Now, casual touches and lingering looks are packed with sexual tension, and Michael can’t forget the feel of his best friend’s hands on him. Once problems rear up at work and home, Michael finds himself seeking constant escape in the effortless intimacy and mind-blowing sex he has with Nunzio. But things don’t stay easy for long.

When Michael’s world begins to crumble in a sea of tragedy and complications, he knows he has to make a choice: find solace in a path of self-destruction or accept the love of the man who has been by his side for twenty years.

TEACHER HAPPY hour started at four thirty. By the time the typical party crowd showed up, the remaining stragglers from McCleary were well and truly shitfaced. Nunzio and I were among them, which was a surprise to nobody at all.

The good thing about the outing being at a so-called beer garden in Williamsburg was that it was spacious enough for conversations to be carried out in the brisk October wind, and I was a good distance from the rest of our colleagues. Things were fine until I saw David and Nunzio getting cozy at the bar.

I choked on my beer, causing bubbles to rise in the Viking-style stein that I was holding with both hands. My throat burned in protest, and I gasped a couple of times before setting the stein on the table I’d moved to on the side of the patio. Nunzio had only invited a select group of teachers from McCleary, but they talked about work with a single-minded focus that I couldn’t handle— especially not when Nunzio was playing games.

All of a sudden, Nunzio was leering at David and giving him come-suck-me smiles. Even David had seemed caught off guard by the sudden shift in Nunzio’s behavior and had avoided him for most of the night. 

Until now. 

An enormous guy with a blond beard and a faux-hawk got in my line of sight, and I had to stop myself from shoving him out of the way. He stood there with his miniature can of PBR and ranted on like a goddamned idiot about being a bona fide zombie survivalist. The conversation was so absurd that I quit eyeballing Nunzio and David to sneer at Mr. Faux-Hawk and his skewer of minisausages. He beamed up at me, oblivious to my hatred, and asked if I watched The Walking Dead. 

I shot him my most baleful stare and walked around him to return to my spying. David was close to Nunzio’s side, grinning as they looked at his phone while one of his hands rested on the small of David’s back. The motherfucker was rubbing it, but the movement was so subtle, I wouldn’t have noticed it if I hadn’t zeroed in on it with guided-missile precision.

What the hell was wrong with me? What did I care if Nunzio suddenly wanted to bang David? We both hooked up with random people all the time. Why did it matter if his fingers were slipping under the hem of David’s T-shirt? When had I reacted this adversely to the sight of Nunzio about to score?

For the past two decades, I’d watched him suck in scores of guys and had never felt this level of irritation, but I wanted to punch someone in the face at the sight of Mr. Ivy League leaning into Nunzio’s touch.

Santino is a dedicated gamer, a former fanfic writer, an ASoIaF mega nerd, a Grindr enthusiast, but most of all he is a writer of queer fiction that is heavily influenced by the gritty, urban landscape of New York City, his belief that human relationships are complex and flawed, and his own life experiences.

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Excerpt & Giveaway! More Than Fashion (Chasing the Dream #3) by Elizabeth Briggs

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They’re enemies who will do anything to win...including each other.

When pre-med student Julie Hong wins a spot on a fashion design reality TV show, she celebrates by picking up a hot English guy in a hotel bar. But too many drinks leads to a night of embarrassment and a major hangover, and wow is she glad she’ll never see him again.

Until the show starts, and he’s on it too.

Julie quickly realizes she’s out of her league among the other designers, and Gavin Bennett, with his cocky grin and sexy accent, is her biggest competition. Julie can't decide if she wants to kiss him or kill him. Or both.

After she’s almost kicked off, Julie convinces Gavin to pretend they’re sleeping together for the camera. The ploy works, but as they get closer to the show’s finale their fake relationship starts to become too real. But only one of them can win the show—and they might both end up heartbroken.

“So your name’s Julie?” he asked, his voice low enough that no one else could hear us. Except for the mic recording everything, of course.

I gestured to my name tag. “That’s what it says.”

“Sorry, it’s just a bit…anticlimactic.”

I rolled my eyes. “What did you expect, something more exotic?”

“No, but after all that build-up, I expected something a little more… I don’t know. Dramatic. Mysterious.” His gaze skimmed down my body. “Naughty.”

“Sorry to disappoint you.”

One side of his mouth curled up. “I suppose I’ll have to keep calling you ‘love.’”

“That really won’t be necessary. Julie is fine.”

“Oh no, I can’t do that. You said no names, after all.”

I quickly switched off my mic. Did Gavin not understand this was all being recorded? That the sound guys were probably listening to our every word? Or did he just not care?

I moved closer, reaching for his shirt as though I was flirting with him. He didn’t pull away, and I heard his sharp intake of breath as my fingers slipped inside his collar. I turned off his mic and kept my voice low.

“That was last night. Things have changed. Obviously.” I dropped my hand and stepped back. “And you need to be careful what you say while the mics are on.”

“Speaking of last night, how are you feeling today, love?”

“I’m fine, Gavin,” I snapped. “How are you? Get lots of sleep after you took off without a word?”

“I did, actually.” He gave me a devious grin that only annoyed me more. “I admit, I never expected to see you again. I’m quite surprised you’re here.”

“You’re surprised? You told me you were an artist visiting from London!”

“I am an artist visiting from London. You said you were a pre-med student.”

“I am a pre-med student!”

“Then what are you doing on the show?”

“Same as you, I imagine. Trying to win.”

“That’s too bad, love. Because I’m going to win.”

I snorted. “I’d tell you to kiss my ass, but you’d probably fall in love with me and then I’d never get rid of you.”

He gave a sharp laugh. “Trust me, there is zero chance of that happening.”

“Good. Because I don’t have time for complications like you.”

“Oh, now I’m a complication? You didn’t seem to think that last night when I was between your legs.”

His words sent a rush of unwanted desire through me. “Last night never happened,” I whispered, stabbing a finger into his chest. “And we’re never going to speak of it again.”

Elizabeth Briggs is a full-time geek who writes books for teens and adults. She graduated from UCLA with a degree in Sociology, currently mentors teens in writing, and volunteers with a dog rescue group. She's the author of the new adult Chasing The Dream series and the upcoming young adult novel Future Shock. Elizabeth lives in Los Angeles with her husband and a pack of fluffy dogs.

Elizabeth is represented by Kate Schafer Testerman of KT Literary and is a member of SCBWI and RWA.

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Book Promo & Giveaway!Just South of Biloxi (Asylum #4) by Lauren Hammond

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Just south of Biloxi there was a girl with spunk, a girl with spirit. 

A girl with fire. 

A girl with a heart full of rebellion. 

Just south of Biloxi there was a boy, with a dazzling smile and a kind demeanor. 

A boy with morals. 

A boy in love. 

Just south of Biloxi there were a boy and a girl who realized too quickly, too swiftly, that there is such a thing as shattered hearts and cracked dreams. 

Just south of Biloxi there were a boy and a girl who would never truly understand the meaning of some hearts and some worlds are better left broken. 

Aurora O'Reilly always prided herself in the fact that she was different. She was a rebel, never really fitting into the ideals that society had set up for her. But Aurora O'Reilly was also full of secrets and deep, dark thoughts. Dark thoughts that weren't normal. Dark thoughts that plagued her and tormented her on most nights. 

After deciding to trust her best friend and the love of her life by divulging her deepest darkest secrets, Aurora is faced with the fact that she might have found someone that she can really and truly trust or she just might have made the biggest mistake of her life. 

Lauren Hammond knew from a young age that she was born to be a writer. After publishing her first novel in 2007, she then went on to write several screenplays and a few award winning poems.She aspires to be a positive role model for young people who have a pencil, a piece of paper, and a dream. Never give up on your dreams, you might wake up one day and regret not pursuing them.She has two more novels in the works, as well as some film projects

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Excerpt & Giveaway! The Tempest, Bowers and Hunter Mysteries by James Lilliefors

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James Lilliefors's unlikely detective duo, Pastor Luke Bowers and homicide investigator Amy Hunter, return in a new murder mystery set in Maryland's picturesque Tidewater County

Tourists like Susan Champlain pass through the Chesapeake Bay region every year. But when Susan pays Pastor Luke Bowers a visit, he's disturbed by what she shares with him. Her husband has a short temper, she says, and recently threatened to make her "disappear" because of a photo Susan took on her phone.

Luke is concerned enough to tip off Tidewater County's chief homicide investigator, Amy Hunter. That night, Susan's body is found at the foot of the Widow's Point bluff. Hunter soon discovers Susan left behind clues that may connect her fate to a series of killings in the Northeast, a powerful criminal enterprise, and to a missing Rembrandt masterpiece, The Storm on the Sea of Galilee.

Whoever is behind the killings has created a storm of deception and betrayal, a deliberate "tempest" designed to obscure the truth. Now Hunter and Bowers must join forces to trace the dangerous secret glimpsed in Susan's photo. But will they be the next targets on a killer's deadly agenda . . . ?

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Spring

“Miracles. What can I tell you? In a skeptical world, if a real miracle occurred, it wouldn’t even make the evening news. Who would believe it? This one, though, will be different. This one, the skeptics won’t be able to explain. People will want to see for themselves; they’ll line up around the block to have a look. That’s what we need to talk about.”

Walter Kepler watched his attorney’s own skepticism harden slightly as he waited on the details of Kepler’s plan. Jacob Weber was used to this, to Kepler’s Barnum-like enthusiasms as he introduced a new idea. Weber had precise, dark eyes, a narrow face, bristly white hair cut close to the scalp. Seen from behind, he could appear as small and fragile as a child. But he also possessed that rarest of human qualities—consistent good judgment; unerringly good, in Kepler’s estimation.

As presented, Kepler’s plan consisted of three parts: A sells a painting to B; B sells the painting to C; and C (who was Kepler) uses the painting to bring about a “miracle.” The first two parts of the plan he would handle himself, with the assistance of Nicholas Champlain and, of course, Belasco. It was for third part that he needed Jacob Weber’s help—needed his judgment, and, ultimately, his skills as a negotiator.

Kepler had been formulating versions of this plan in his head since he was a boy, trailing his father through the great art museums of the Northeast and Europe, stopping to stare at some painting or sculpture that, his father insisted, was not only an important work but also a masterpiece. With time, Kepler had learned to tell the difference, to understand why certain paintings—like certain people, and ideas—held greater intrinsic value than others. He had spent much of his adult life refining that understanding, through the storms of sudden wealth, divorce and the more mundane trials of daily living.

When he finished telling Weber his plan, Kepler turned the conversation to the painting. He watched Weber’s face flush with a new interest as he described the masterpiece that had dominated his thoughts for the past three weeks, ever since he’d ascertained that it was the real thing. The tempest. Fourteen men trapped on a boat. Each responds differently to a life-threatening storm: one trying valiantly to fix the main sail, another cowering in terror from the waves, one calmly steering the rudder. Fourteen men, fourteen reactions. Kepler imagined how his attorney would react once the waters began to churn in another several months.

Then Kepler sat back and let Jacob Weber voice his concerns. They were much as he had expected—candid, well-reasoned, occasionally surprising. Kepler managed to fend off most; those he couldn’t, he stored away.

“So what are we looking at?” his attorney asked. “When would it need to happen?”

Kepler glanced at Weber’s right hand, absently tracing the stem of the coffee cup. It was a pleasant April morning, the bay shivering with whitecaps.

“Late summer,” he said. “August, I’m thinking.”

His attorney thought about that, showing no expression. Calculating how the plan would interrupt and impact his own life, no doubt. Jacob Weber finally closed and opened his eyes. He nodded. “It’s do-able,” he said. After a thoughtful pause, he added, “Actually, I kind of like it.”

Weber’s response would have sounded lukewarm to an outsider. To Kepler, it was a hearty endorsement. In fact, he had never known Jacob Weber to be quite so enthusiastic about one of his ideas. All in all, it was a very good start.

James Lilliefors is the author of the geopolitical thriller novels The Levianthan Effect and Viral. A journalist and novelist who grew up near Washington DC, Lilliefors is also the author of three nonfiction books. He writes the Luke Bowers and Amy Hunter series for Witness.

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Mikky's Review! A Casual Thing by Annabelle Jacobs

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Patrick Mason travels to Bristol to spend the summer with his brother, Ben. He’s cat sitting for the first two weeks while Ben goes on holiday. But Ben neglected to tell him he wouldn’t be doing it alone. Will Adams—Ben’s mate and Patrick’s long-time crush—is staying in Ben’s guest room while he waits to move into his new house after a breakup.

Against his better judgment, Patrick convinces Will that a little no-strings fun is just what they need. Patrick doesn’t want to get involved with a guy on the rebound, and Will isn’t interested in starting something serious with a student. But Patrick’s never been good at separating sex from feelings, and this time is no exception. As their weeks together draw to a close, they need to decide if they have something worth pursuing or if it’s really just a casual thing.

Not bad this book but, while I didn’t had any difficulties getting through it, I couldn’t connect at all with the characters.

Patrick has always been attracted to Will and, when they find themselves living together, the attraction can’t be ignored anymore.

Well, here’s where the story went downhill. Everything happens too fast. They go from zero to one hundred in six seconds. There’s no development to their relationship. It just fell flat. 

Their interactions seemed weird and kind of forced. There wasn’t any feeling behind them.

I didn’t particularly liked Will even if, in a way, I understood his reasoning.

Patrick seems immature and childish even if he claims different.

Again, I’m not saying the novel it’s bad, it didn’t work out for me.

If you’re looking for an easy and light read, A Casual Thing is the perfect book for you.

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Annabelle Jacobs lives in the South West of England with her husband, three rowdy children, and two cats.

An avid reader of fantasy herself for many years, Annabelle now spends her days writing her own stories. They're usually either fantasy or paranormal fiction, because she loves building worlds filled with magical creatures, and creating stories full of action and adventure. Her characters may have a tough time of it—fighting enemies and adversity—but they always find love in the end.

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Book Promo & Giveaway! Divulge, The Obscured Series #2 by C.M. Boers

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Just when Abby and Eli think that their problems with Pete are solved, he disappears and takes Ren with him. Ultimately, their only choice is to venture off to Colorado to find him and rescue Ren. There was only one thing standing in their way; Abby's mom. But surprisingly, she falls for Abby's excuse hook, line, and sinker. Then after numerous dead ends, Abby and Eli are finally on the right track. That is, until Abby's second nightmare comes true. Her fear and anxiety pulls Eli back to her once again, ruining their chances of catching Pete. How would they ever get Ren back now? Back at home, things are beginning to go back to normal again - or were they? Abby and Eli are even able to go on a proper date. But when someone comes up missing, Eli and Abby's relationship will test its limits. Will it survive? Through it all Abby is sick of being treated with kid gloves, it's time for a new persona. Abby dons her new outlook on life and never-fear attitude, bringing new friends into her life, but it just might put her in over her head. How will she get out of it this time?

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My top 5 favorite books

1. The Ghostbird Series by C. L. Stone

2. The Doorknob Society series by M. J. Fletcher 

3. Fallen Series by Lauren Kate

4. The Hunger Games Series by Suzanne Collins

5. Lonely Souls (The Witch Avenue series) by Karice Bolton

I guess you could say I have a thing for series'!

Obscured was C. M.'s debut novel. What began as a way to spend her free time slowly transitioned into a passion for writing. She's currently working on releasing her second novel, Divulge. The best is yet to come!

C. M. is a mother of three. She grew up in the sunshine state of Arizona with a love of reading and an ambition to write. But never took her writing seriously until after the birth of her first child. After that she took up writing more seriously in her spare time and hasn't stopped since.

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Happy Release Day!! To Win Her Love, Players #1 by Mackenzie Crowne

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To win the game, they’ll have to risk losing their hearts…

When a bizarre child custody stipulation pits popular sports blogger Gracie Gable against football superstar Jake Malone, losing the battle for her twin nieces isn't the only thing Gracie has to worry about. Forced to live for three months under the same roof as the sexy tight end, will she fall prey to his flirtatious pursuit? Or worse, will the skeletons in her closet destroy her chance for the love and family she so desperately wants?

Neglected by his parents as a boy, Jake doesn’t believe in happily ever after. Yet living with Gracie and the twins might be enough to change his mind—and his womanizing ways. But when the press unearths a scandal from Gracie’s past, will he lose the one woman he was ready to open his heart to?

“Are you sure you don’t want to change your shoes?”

She spun around. “What’s with you and my shoe—aah!” She jumped back.

A mere inch away, he dipped his head, bringing them even closer. “I can’t help it. I’m a leg man. There’s nothing sexier than a long-legged woman in a pair of three-inch heels.” Like a predator on the scent, he stepped forward, crowding her up against the closed door.

Her shoulders thumped against wood.

His drawl smoothed into a seductive purr. “I’d sure hate to see them ruined when they get wet. The shoes, I mean.” He paused for a long, suggestive beat and his lips tilted in a distinctly wicked smile. “Your legs would only look better wet.”

She gasped. “Stop doing that!”

“Doing what?” The mischievous glint in his eyes ruined his attempt at looking innocent.

“Making suggestive comments like you’re…like you’re flirting or something. I’m the enemy, remember?”

He dropped his gaze to run his eyes over her body in a slow survey. “Oh, princess. You could never be the enemy.”

She mentally stomped her heel down on the prickles of awareness his sexy tone and blatant once-over produced. Hah! Rattled by his not-so-subtle flirting, she’d forgotten who she was dealing with. Too bad for him he’d overplayed his hand.

Princess, my ass.

Royalty was rare amongst the residents of the New York City Housing Authority. The art of street fighting wasn’t. If the all-pro superstar thought he could blitz her with a few well-placed innuendos, he deserved to learn what it was like to get sacked.

She widened her eyes, batting her lashes as if dazzled by his flirty compliment, and puckered her lips on a breathy “Oh.” She nearly ruined the affect by smirking when her acting skills proved more adequate than she’d hoped. His gaze dropped to her mouth and stayed there.

Another step sandwiched her between his body and the door. Doing her best to ignore the giddy leap of her heart, she pressed her spread fingers against the soft sweater covering his chest, beneath his open jacket. His glittering green gaze lifted to tangle with hers and, though she longed to experience the kiss the sensual intent gleaming in his eyes promised, she was no more a fool than she was a princess.

Already at a disadvantage with her unwanted housemate, gaining firsthand knowledge of what it was like to lock lips with him would only make matters worse. No, if she was going to survive living with him for the next ninety days, it would be best to lay some ground rules right now. For both of them, but first, he was going to learn who he was dealing with.

Holding his gaze, she rode her hand up over the hard plains of his chest to his shoulder then twined her fingers into the silky hair falling to his collar. She had to cut off an appreciative moan. So soft. A fascinated shiver lifted the fine follicles of hair on the back of her neck and arms when his pupils dilated once again. He dipped his head another inch. Heated spice tickled her senses, making her mouth water and her nostrils quiver in greedy delight.

Oh, holy hell. He smells better than Mary’s chocolate chip cookies.

He lowered his head until no more than a breath separated his lips from hers, and she momentarily lost track of her agenda. Gleaming striations brightened the green of his eyes as they smoldered with the promise of lovely, decadent secrets.

A sigh shimmered from her lips when he closed the remaining distance between them. Her eyes slid shut as, warm and surprisingly tender, his lips brushed hers, nibbling in no particular pattern. Small brush fires flashed to life throughout her system. Heat flared when he deepened the contact, sliding his arms around her and demanding entrance to her mouth with a hot flick of his tongue. A nagging disquiet hovered at the edge of her awareness, but she was helpless against his seductive onslaught.

She obliged him, opening her mouth to curl her tongue with his. Spice and heat tempted and teased. What was a woman to do when faced with such an irresistible combination? She sucked at the silky tongue tangling with hers then moaned at the rich flavor exploding on her taste buds like a sumptuous treat.

Strong arms hauled her up against a muscled chest and thighs. Iron hard interest pressed against her belly.

Snap out of it! Swallowing Jake Malone’s tongue is not part of the plan.

With an inward wince at her flagging willpower, she moved with more panic than grace. Fortunately, her lack of finesse didn’t matter. A healthy shove to his chest with one hand accompanied a sharp tug on his hair with the other. A quick jerk of her high-heeled boot behind his knee finished the job and the Marauders’ number one tight end toppled backward to sprawl at her feet.

Murphy barked excitedly and pranced around Jake’s prone form.

She sucked in air. “Not your enemy, huh? Wanna bet?”

Hi there. My name is Mackenzie Crowne.

I'm a a wife, mother and really young grandmother. Together with my high school sweet heart husband, a neurotic Pomeranian and a blind cat, I call Phoenix home because the southwest feeds my soul. My love of the romance genre has been a lifelong affair, both as a reader and a writer. A bout with breast cancer sharpened my resolve to see my stories shared with others. Today I'm a seven-year survivor living the dream.

Raised on the concept that a stranger is just one conversation away from being a friend, I love meeting new people. My friends call me Mac. I hope you will too.

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