Saturday, January 23, 2016

She's or witch or both? #PNR #MySexySaturday

He's a bounty hunter hot on the trail of bail-jumping jewel thief...but who is hunting whom? Her magic keeps him guessing...and wanting to break all the rules. 
Excerpt of Story 2, Bounty, from the Daydreams short story collection, now exclusive to Amazon until March. 

He moved to sit up and winced. A glance over his head showed that he'd been handcuffed to the leg of the sofa—that, being on a yacht, was secured to the floor. 

"Oh, you're awake." She tucked the phone into her handbag and smiled. "You are one amazing lover, Jake Stiles. We should have been doing this all along—sort of like partners."

He slammed the heel of his foot against the floor. "How did you do this? Damn it, Michelle."

She knelt down, braced one hand on the sofa cushion and one hand on his chest, looked him in the eye and said, "I like you. A lot actually. In Denver, I stayed in the room across the hall from you...on purpose. In Santa Fe, we had dinner together—not at the same table of course—but I sat directly behind you with a short, blonde wig and colored contact lenses."

"Why?" He shook his head in disbelief. 

"I prolonged this little cat and mouse game of ours because I like you." She shrugged. "I like the way you look, the way you talk, the way you walk, the way you fight with some guy named Bernie, the way you won't let me go...but, although it's been fun, the Feds are now following you." She kissed his shoulder and he stopped moving. "And you'll need to stop chasing me this time because I've set you up to take a fall if you don't. They're already suspicious. All I need to do is give them a little nudge." She stood and straightened her skirt without looking away from his eyes.  "Damn, you are one amazing fuck. I need to go. Their response time is quick in this area." 

He pulled and writhed on the floor, hating himself for tempting fate by indulging his lust. And then she was gone. Poof. He swore he didn't even see her move a muscle. It was if she'd vanished into thin air. The black cat he'd chased earlier darted from the shadows on the stern. He twisted his head to watch it jump onto the dock. Moments later he heard sirens and kicked his feet again. Oh, hell. How am I going to explain being set up twice in the same day by the same woman?

From the back cover...

Daydreams, moments of what-ifs and possibility.

Imagine...a ghostly mariner haunting the shores of Ireland who reminds a lonely woman how beautiful life is...a bounty hunter who gets more than he bargained for with his bail-jumping witch of a jewel thief...and a bar owner who discovers the joy of being loved by two other-worldly visitors trapped in a desperate situation...Daydreams, a collection of paranormal erotic short stories.

Escape the madness of the world, indulge your naughty side, and lose yourself in fantasy.

**sexually explicit, paranormal, and some dark themes**

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