Happy weekend, if you were out shopping yesterday for Black Friday I hope you got some bargains and weren’t too frazzled by the crowds 🙂 It seems like the usual Sexy Saturday blog hop might be having a Thanksgiving break – but I thought I could share a wee teaser with you anyway! This is from Love Awakened, which is my new free read prequel.
Emma was rapidly starting to lose her buzz. Was it too much to ask to be able to dance on her own without half a dozen jerks insisting that she must need company? This one seemed particularly persistent.
“I’m sorry, I’m really not interested” She tried more firmly, and this time turned her back on him. Surely that would give the hint?
Instead, she felt rough hands on her butt. Seriously? She whirled round, sparks flying from her fingers and singeing the air around them both. The ass-hat took an unsteady step back, his hands waving in the air as though trying to swat a fly.
“What the fuck?” One of the sparks caught his hand, and he snatched it back to his chest, staring at it confusion and then rising anger. “Goddamn bitch burned me.”
He stepped forward again, face contorted with drunken rage. Emma took a deep breath, called up her magic, and then the guy was suddenly on his butt in the middle of the dance floor. She blinked. Okay, that hadn’t been her.
Then Garret was taking her arm and moving them to the other side of the polished wooden floor. He turned her away from the small group gathered around the floored guy, and began moving them to the music. She stared up at him in surprise, unsure what to say.
“I thought you didn’t want to dance.”
He sighed. “I didn’t, but you obviously can’t stay out of trouble.”
“Me? I was only sticking up for myself, and you seem to be the one putting people on the floor.”
He grunted. “I didn’t say he didn’t deserved it, but you were… inciting.”
“I was what? How exactly?”
His hands waved around randomly. “Hips, twirling… ness. Look, are you wanting to dance or not?”
She could feel the grin spreading across her face, but she simply nodded and let him pull her into his arms. For someone who claimed they didn’t dance, he moved well, and as the music switched to a slower song she wrapped her arms around his neck and let her body sway in time with his. The world around them seemed to drift away as she relaxed against him, resting her head on his chest, she could hear his heartbeat under her ear. Breathing in, she let his scent surround her, a unique blend of sandalwood and musk, with an underlying thread that was just sweat and skin and male. Every hard muscle seemed to mould against her… oooh, including a certain extra hard part of his anatomy that seemed to be pressing against her stomach. Things were definitely looking up – literally! A sly grin curved her lips as she deliberately rubbed against him.
His breath exhaled on a hiss as he stiffly moved back from her. Frowning slightly, she tilted back her head to look up at him. His deep brown eyes burned into her, she could see the banked desire there. Rising up on tiptoe, she did what she’d wanted to do since pretty much the first moment she’d seen him, half-concussed in a graveyard, and kissed him.
You can get it free at Smashwords now:
And if you’re wanting the full story Love Reawakened is reduced in price this weekend due to my publishers Thanksgiving weekend sale – check it out now 🙂
Take care x