Quick Book Info:
Take Me, Lover book 4 available at Samhain
Blurb:
Just a few more weeks, and accounting student Cherry Harris will officially get her master’s degree and kiss her pink waitress uniform goodbye. There’s something else she’d like to make official, too—no more bad boys.
Tired of getting burned, she’s determined that from now on, it’s nice guys or nothing. What could be nicer than a firefighter rescuing a kitten from a tree? Joe Deluca looks like the perfect way to break her romantic destructive pattern.
“Perfect” melts like ice cream on a hot day when Cherry finds out that when Joe’s not in uniform, he rides a motorcycle and wears a leather jacket over his tattoos. Is he a nice guy, a bad boy, or the man who’s just right for her?
The five-alarm passion Joe inspires proves an irresistible temptation, but Cherry’s determined to guard her heart if not her body. Until a firebug leads them both into danger and Cherry is forced to admit her heart’s been in jeopardy from the beginning…
Cherry could have closed her eyes and enjoyed that for another half an hour, but she roused herself enough to look up at him. “Was there something you wanted?”
He gave her a long look. “You. Again.”
She stretched and considered it. “Now?”
He shook his head. “I’ll call you. I’ll bring my bike over. You wear a dress with a loose skirt and be ready to ride.”
Her brows hiked up. Did he expect her naked under the skirt? “Underwear?”
“Yes. A pair you’re not fond of, because I’m going to rip them off you.”
Yowza. “Okay,” Cherry said, feeling faint.
He kissed her long and hard. Then he dressed while she snagged the sheet and wrapped it around herself, since she didn’t feel capable of anything that took more effort. Cherry walked him to her door. Before he left, he pulled her body against his and ran his hands down her sides, then around to cup her ass. He held her close for a long minute. Then she felt him drop a kiss on top of her head before he let her go.
She held the door for him and watched him go. When he moved out of sight, she realized she was leaning in her doorway wearing only a sheet. If anybody caught a glimpse of her like this, her undressed state would broadcast what they’d been doing.
She closed the door, leaned back against it, and exhaled. Then she locked the door and headed for a tub full of hot water and sudsy bubbles.He stood out of sight and watched her silhouetted in her doorway, clearly naked under a sheet. Her flushed cheeks and rumpled curls looked like an invitation to go back to bed for another round. He could see the heat in her from where he stood. She wanted to play with fire? He’d give her what she was looking for. Fire was always hungry. First it would warm her. Then it would devour her.
He smiled in anticipation.
Recent Comments