Monday, July 23, 2012


Hello Readers,
Per reader's request, I'm posting a short excerpt from my upcoming book, Send Him an Angel, book one in the Angels of Deadwood Gulch Series, scheduled for release in Jan., 2013 from Secret Cravings Publishing. Enjoy!

The carriage stopped in front of Gabe’s townhouse. “Won’t you come in?” he invited. “Have a glass of wine? Two or three?” He waggled his dark brows and imitated twisting a mustache. “Let me get on with this seduction, my dear,” he said in a faked evil voice. “Join me in my bed so we can consummate our wager?”
Elizabeth’s jaw gaped. He might sound like he was joking, but she had the feeling he meant every word. She didn’t know whether to laugh or be appalled. “You aren’t funny.”
“Huh. And here I thought I was entertaining you.”
She heard the carriage driver snort, then stifle a laugh. “You are most insensitive,” she snapped at Gabe.
“Do you not have a whit of discretion?”
“Not a whit.”
“I don’t believe you.”
“It’s true. I’m the least whit less person you’ll ever meet.”
Elizabeth laughed. “You’re incorrigible.”
“That, too.” His face softened. Gabe brushed a stray curl from her face. “I like hearing the sound of your laughter.” He leaned closer. “I’m going to kiss you, Elizabeth.”
“You’re not.”
“Oh, but I am, my darling. A woman as beautiful as you needs lots of kisses.” He tugged her closer. “Close your eyes. I promise this won’t hurt a bit.”
 In spite of the fact she knew she should tell him to get out of the carriage and not touch her, she closed her eyes and leaned toward him. He was good for her bruised ego and right now, she needed that. She needed to know she was desirable.
Gabe feathered his thumbs down her cheeks, removing the last bit of evidence of her tears. He traced her upper lip, sliding a fingertip along the outer edge of her lower lip. “Such a sultry, inviting mouth,” he whispered. Gently, he eased the seam of her lips apart. She drew a sharp breath and started to pull away.
“Ssssh. Keep your eyes closed. Just feel.” He lowered his mouth onto hers and settled there with every intention, she knew, of completing his seduction. Gingerly, he touched his tongue to hers, toyed and teased until she felt like screaming her frustration. Slowly he released her mouth and pressed his forehead to hers. “Damn woman, I’m a doomed man. One thing I know for certain is I’ll never get enough of tasting your mouth.”
Elizabeth whimpered as he crushed her lips beneath his once more. Her hands fluttered to his shoulders. He eased back and licked his lips.
Sighing, he released a deep breath. “Sssh. It’s all right. Jesus, but you’re potent.” She swayed toward him. Gabe chuckled. “You can open your eyes now, Elizabeth.”
Obeying him, she blinked. “That’s it? That’s all you’re going to do to me? I–I mean, not that I want you to do more, it’s just that I…”
“Expected me to try more?” He grinned. “I know what you meant. I know what you expected. It’s better to keep one guessing. Don’t you agree?”
“I don’t think I should ever find myself in the position of agreeing with you about anything.”
“Careful, love, you never know what position you might find yourself in with me.”

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