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Intelligence = sexy

That’s a formula almost anyone can understand.

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I’m guesting over at Victoria Janssen’s blog today about what inspires me. Come join me!

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I decided I needed to get a job.

I realize this is not groundbreaking. Lots of people had jobs as teenagers. And my plan would have probably worked out well if I hadn’t chosen to work at a well known chicken joint.

Now I like chicken as much as the next girl. I didn’t even mind the ugly uniform. What I did mind were the horrible customers. From the harried woman with the gaggle of kids who decided to pay entirely in nickels to the mean older man who yelled at me because I couldn’t keep his ridiculously long order straight. I hated working there and didn’t feel even an ounce of regret when I quit a week later.

Needless to say after that experience I appreciate a great work environment. But I’ve never had a job anyplace like the setting of my newest series…

Desire Incorporated – The Temp debuts TODAY!

Desire Incorporated: The Temp

Ava Kincaid took the temporary job at Desire Incorporated because she desperately needed the money, not because she was secretly hoping to see her ex-boyfriend Gavin Sloan again.  She’s already been there, done that and gotten kicked in the teeth.  She just wants to do her job and go home. 

But when they meet up in the halls of Desire, the chemistry between them is as strong as ever. Suddenly she’s doing way more than filing…

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Excerpt Rated: R

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Gavin sat up, on alert when she came to his office door. She crossed the threshold and deposited a large stack of paper on the chair in the corner. The air between them crackled. She looked at him expectantly.

He shoved his hands through his hair and checked his watch. It was almost six o’clock on a Friday, and most of the other employees had already left. The floor was quiet except for the distant sound of cars leaving the employee parking lot two stories below. They were basically alone together.

“I’m finished.” She shuffled closer to the door. The movement brought his attention to her skirt, another tight tweed number even shorter than before, and his dick filled instantly. “Did you need anything else before I clock out?”

“Is there anything else I need?” He leaned back in his chair and loosened his tie. Is she kidding? I still haven’t gotten her taste out of my mouth, and she’s asking me what I need? “Christ, that’s a loaded question. Are you trying to torture me?”

He pulled the knot until it unraveled completely and the edges dangled on either side of his neck. Her eyes followed the movement, her throat working as she swallowed.

She balled her fists against her thighs before blowing out a harsh breath. “You walked away from me, you bastard.”

He stood and crossed the short space separating them. His eyes were stark. “I couldn’t be what you wanted.”

She raised her balled fists and pushed against his chest. “What the hell do you know about what I want?” She pounded against the front of his shirt and he allowed it, absorbing the blows, relishing having her so close again.

“What the hell do you know?” She repeated in a whisper. She dropped her head to his chest. When she looked up, her eyes were wet.

Her tears broke him.

He pushed her back onto the desk and lifted her smooth thighs until they rested on his shoulders. She struggled a little and gripped his biceps like a lifeline, her nails digging into his skin through the fabric. She twisted left and right as if to wiggle out from under him, but the movement of her body beneath his just made his cock harder. He positioned himself in the cradle of her legs until he rested against the sweet cleft between her thighs. She stilled, her body going soft and pliant beneath him. And this time when she hit his chest, she curled her fingers around the material of his shirt and pulled him down until he was sprawled fully on top of her.

He shoved the thin material of her skirt up to reveal the warm skin beneath it. Her thong was a small scrap of black fabric easily moved aside. Her pink pussy peeked out at him from her tangle of ebony curls. He slid a finger into the moist cavern and laughed when she tried to withhold her moan of pleasure.

“You’re right. I don’t know what you want.” He stroked and stretched her tight silken walls until he could fit another finger inside her, and her muscles worked to grasp him.

“I just know I want you.”

Hopefully I’ll have more good news to share concerning this manuscript soon… Cross your fingers for me!

Minx

A woman on the run…

When twenty-four year old star Miranda Snow crash lands on Earth, a place where humans hunt and kill her kind for their life-prolonging energy, she doesn’t know who to trust. Danger is everywhere. Her only hope for survival lies in the unlikely arms of ex-star hunter Noah Benson. Tall, dark and jaded, Noah’s touch sparks her passion and melts her defenses.

A man with a dark secret…

Nine years ago, Noah lost everything in one night: his freedom, his friends and all hopes of a future in astronomy. Years later he is driven by revenge against the man responsible, a ruthless killer determined to claim Miranda – something Noah refuses to let happen.
But when faced with an impossible choice, will he protect Miranda or betray her?

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