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WELCOME! Check out the: Love Is To DIE For... series Authors Beware Brett knew someone tailed him.
He'd been trying to shake the guy for a few blocks, but the man seemed
relentless. Entering the lobby of Belleview towers, he glanced around,
and saw an attractive woman waiting for the elevators near the back
wall. She stood apart from the others around her, drawing him toward her
like a magnet. He'd figured out a way to elude his tail, and hoped she
would go along with it. She's really hot! She seems like
a fun-loving girl. I hope she's game. After taking another glance
outside, he saw the man coming up to the revolving doors. Moving quickly
over to where the woman stood, he gave his plan a shot. Nodding politely to her, he
stripped off his jacket, rolled it into a ball, and threw it on the
floor beside the potted fern. "Excuse me, ma'am, but I'm in
trouble, and I wondered if you could help me out?" He pulled his
baseball hat from his back pocket and put it on backwards. Curiosity filled her gaze before
she nodded. "Well, sure. If I can—." Before she could finish her
reply, he swept her up in his arms, and kissed her passionately. The
woman seemed so stunned she didn't react to his audacity, melting into
his arms instead of fighting him. Her hands rested on his chest, fingers
tangled in his shirt Distracted by the sexy woman in
his arms, Brett found it hard to keep a close eye on his stalker, amazed
at the passion the woman returned, nearly knocking him off his feet.
Boy, she can light my fire anytime! Minutes may have ticked by, but he
lost count, losing himself in her sensual mouth. After the tail finally gave up
and left, Brett continued the kiss, unable to stop. His pants suddenly
became uncomfortably tight. Pulling her closer into his embrace, he
nearly groaned as her body brushed up against him. She'd turned to
liquid in his arms, sending shivers of desire up his spine. She smelled
like lavender and fresh air. He finally lifted his head and
stared into her eyes. Her expression dazed, she stared at him. The elevator doors opened with a
loud 'ding'. Regretfully, he let her go. "Thank you, ma'am. You were very
helpful." His voice low and husky, he watched her as he bent down and
picked up his jacket. "Well, goodbye…" He started to
say his farewell, but studied her swollen, damp lips, and changed his
mind. "Ah, what the hell," he said, and
kissed her again, a short, lip-smacking kiss. Then he nodded before he
stepped into the elevator, and the doors closed on his grinning face. |
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