Since last week I introduced the hero from Say You’re Mine, I figured this week I should post a little something about the heroine, Violet. More specifically, Reece’s reaction to her stumbling into his undercover assignment.
Reece stared at the woman sprawled across the busted fence boards at his feet. Who in the hell had he pissed off to deserve having to deal with the Calder family?
Violet gazed up at him like a deer caught in headlights.
Just fucking perfect.
Beside him, Strickland’s younger brother, known for his trigger-happy ways, reached for his gun.
Moving quick, and with what he hoped passed for concern, Reece crouched down. “Honey, I thought I told you to wait in the car.”
Violet blinked, those glossy lips of hers parted in confusion. Helping her to her feet, Reece kept his body strategically positioned between her and Strickland’s younger brother.
“You know her?” David Strickland kept his hand behind him. Suspicion tightened his face.
“She’s my girlfriend,” Reece decided and hauled her to his side even as she squirmed to put distance between them. Before the objection he read in her eyes made it to her mouth, he leaned in and nuzzled her neck.
Her surprised exhale whispered along his cheek.
“Play along,” he whispered. God, she smelled good. Like the scent of his grandparents’ peach orchard right before the sunset.
One tawny eyebrow arched as he pulled back. The wheels were all but spinning in her head, and she looked ready to out him any second.
He swallowed a sigh. She was a Calder. Of course she would have to make this difficult for him. Before she could say something and get them both shot, he tipped her head back, and slid his mouth over hers.
It took a second for her surprise to fade, then her eyes drifted shut and her lips parted. His intention of keeping the kiss for show only disintegrated the moment her warm tongue stroked his bottom lip. He’d been half expecting her to drive a knee between his legs for kissing her.
He sure as hell hadn’t actually believed she would respond to him. She could be just a really good actress, but his body didn’t care. It enjoyed the slow hum thickening his blood just the same.
Reece tightened his hold on her, tugging her more firmly to him. Heat rushed through his veins and straight to his groin. Hell, if he’d known she tasted this good, he would have told her brothers where to go and kissed her a long time ago.
Her fingers fisted in his shirt before she wrapped one arm around his neck, caging him to her.
I’m still plugging away on my project for my readers, but if you’re looking for a quick holiday read, you can check out my free short story, A Demon Slayer for Christmas. Okay, so obviously it’s not just a Christmas story. Have to squeeze a little action in there somewhere. 🙂 Dani and Connor’s story gives a little background on my Shadow Destroyer series for those who haven’t checked them out yet. But we won’t talk too long about demon slayers and the pain in the ass the fourth book in the series is being at the moment.
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Heroes are this week’s excerpt theme. Since I’m in the mood for a cop, how about a little something from Say You’re Mine that highlights just a few issues Violet has with Detective Reece Prescott. 🙂
“Evening, Ms. Calder.”
Violet tensed at the deep, unmistakable voice directly behind her. She slowly turned around, all too conscious of the thinning air in the room. “Good evening, Detective.”
Short, dark brown hair, a five o’clock shadow that suited him entirely too much, and bottomless brown eyes that sucked you right in when they weren’t slicing a person in two, all combined to make a package Leslie liked to refer to as “sex on a stick”. There was only one problem with him.
He was a serious pain in the ass.
“Your brother around?”
Violet crossed her arms. It helped to fill up the space between them. Detective
Reece Prescott had a habit of standing much too close. She figured it was an intimidation tactic. Having grown up with two overbearing older brothers, not to mention her three cousins, few men intimidated her. Unfortunately, Reece seemed to be in the minority. “Which one?”
“Why do you need to speak with him? Or are you just planning on harassing him?”
Reece broke his usual stoic mask with a frown. “He hit me first.”
Biting the inside of her cheek, Violet shrugged. Why he always got his boxers in a bunch whenever she mentioned that, she’d never know. “Well, as much as I hate to disappoint you, Detective, he’s already gone for the night.”
He surveyed the lobby as though he didn’t believe her, and finally nodded. “Let him know I was looking for him.”
He continued to stare at her.
“Was there something else?”
Instead of turning away, he took a step closer. His gaze tunneled into hers, warm and slow. “You don’t like me much, do you Ms. Calder?”
“I don’t dislike you, Detective.”
For a moment she could have sworn his eyes paused on her mouth.
“It’s Reece.” Without another word, he strode away.
But that didn’t stop her heart from continuing to thump against her ribs. She stared after him, wondering if she would’ve had enough guts to ask him out for a beer if he wasn’t a cop and she wasn’t a witch.
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As for Christmas treats, I nearly lost a finger for continuing to steal bits of this when visiting my parents recently. Apparently my mother actually wanted to make sure she had enough to take her party.
Peppermint Candy Cane Bark
2 packages White Chocolate Chips
12 Candy Canes, crushed into small pieces
1 tsp Peppermint Extract
Melt chocolate chips using double boiler or microwave.
Stir in peppermint extract and crushed candy canes.
Pour and spread mixture into baking pan lined with wax paper.
Refrigerate until firm then break into pieces.
Keep chilled until ready to serve.
I did mention that my next Pendragon Gargoyles book, Primal Attraction, releases next month, right? So how about a peek at the blurb and what Cale is up against? 🙂
A lethal huntress, Sorcha lives to track and eliminate rogue immortals—until her latest assignment turns out to be a sexy, gargoyle shape-shifter. From the start she’s shaken by the lust his touch awakens inside her. Not only that, but the cat is convinced she’s his mate, and for the first time, she’s unable to kill her target.
Still mourning the loss of his mate, Cale is stunned to find Sorcha alive. Yet the woman he aches to possess doesn’t recognize him and is after the only thing that will save his brother—a mystical weapon that will lead to Excalibur.
Determined to protect his family and reclaim his mate, Cale ruthlessly takes advantage of Sorcha’s one weakness—her desire for him. Desire that could unlock their past…or cause him to lose her all over again.
I can’ t wait to see what you guys think of this one. Be sure to stay tuned to my website for an ARC Contest later this month.