I'm a huge fan of Felicia Forella! She's a friend and fellow Wild Rose Press author who also writes for Whiskey Creek Press's Torrid Line. I'm so happy to share the news that some of her books are being reissued with brand-new (hot!) covers and will be available on Kindle!
Blanche's Desire was re-released on August 15 and is now available on Kindle! Go get your copy now! It's only $.99 which is a great bargain! Her stories are sexy, delicious and smokin' hot!
the first time he sees her, Payton knows Blanche is the hot, luscious
incarnation of his dreams. He realizes he has to battle not only his own
relationship fears but also her siblings for the right to court her.
His ex-girlfriend, however, is a bonafide witch who stalks his every
step and is determined to see that there's no happily-ever-after for
made a generic sound in the back of his throat to alert her to his
presence. He felt a twinge of sadness that he couldn’t startle her into
flashing him again.
Okay, this was getting ridiculous. These
inappropriate thoughts and images had to stop. And he could think of
only one way to stop them. Drastic times called for drastic measures.
her chair back from her desk and spun around. An expectant smile graced
her lips.“Did you manage to take care of everything?”
solid ground. “I’m all set to begin the installation of your new
computer and network tomorrow. I’ll also get the cable installed for
your modem. Hopefully, I’ll begin work on Aaron’s office tomorrow as
well. Your other brothers will have to wait until Friday, I’m afraid. I
want to take care of you first.” He prayed the ground would open up and
swallow him whole when telltale blotches popped up on her cheeks again.
On the other hand...
Did this mean her mind wallowed in the gutter right along with his?
That fit right into his plans. His very unprofessional plans. So much
for all of the valuable lessons and wisdom imparted by his father.
His conscience decided to pick that very moment to make an appearance.
And you know what happened the last time you tread down that road, it
taunted. What could it hurt, his small head goaded. She’s obviously
thinking the same things I am. His cock twinged in anticipation. Mixing
business with pleasure is not wise, his damn inner voice spoke up again.
“I’m glad to know that I’ll be well taken care of.” Her smile promised much.
That solved that minor dilemma. “I hope you won’t think I’m too forward
or out of line, but would you like to go out for a drink, or better
yet, dinner, this evening?” He watched the play of emotions flit across
her face—intrigue, interest, and confusion.
He prayed this would not come back to bite him in the ass.
“Well...I, er...that is...”
He saw the indecision. “Strictly business, if you prefer.”
Now the look was pure disappointment. Until she spoke. “A friendly
drink, or dinner, would be very nice. Should I run home and freshen up
or would you rather get an early start?”
Yes! He mentally
pumped a fist in the air. He could now explore this unusual lust for
what it really was. A chance to get his lust under control until he
finished this job. Now to survive answering a question with no right
answer, along the lines of the Do-I-look-fat-in-this-dress trap.
“I think you look fine just the way you are. But if you would be more
comfortable freshening up or changing, I can wait for you here.” Or wait
for you in your bedroom.
“I wouldn’t mind an early start myself. Do you have any place in mind?” She fiddled with a strand of hair near her ear.
“As a matter of fact, I do.” He offered to drive together in order to
spend more time with her. Strictly in the interest of learning the
necessary facts, of course.
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