Difference between revisions of "September Heat"
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* '''Author''': [[Diana Castilleja]] | * '''Author''': [[Diana Castilleja]] | ||
* '''Publisher''': [[Forbidden Publications]] | * '''Publisher''': [[Forbidden Publications]] | ||
| + | * '''Setting''': Las Vegas, New York | ||
* '''Year''': 2006 | * '''Year''': 2006 | ||
* '''Fictionwise Listing''': http://www.fictionwise.com/ebooks/eBook44094.htm | * '''Fictionwise Listing''': http://www.fictionwise.com/ebooks/eBook44094.htm | ||
Revision as of 20:42, 29 October 2007
- Author: Diana Castilleja
- Publisher: Forbidden Publications
- Setting: Las Vegas, New York
- Year: 2006
- Fictionwise Listing: http://www.fictionwise.com/ebooks/eBook44094.htm
Book Description
Rose St. Johns is getting kicked out of New York, trying to stay one step ahead of an overzealous fan that the police and her agent aren't above labeling stalker, although the last place she would expect them to send her is Las Vegas.
Furious with her situation, fear is something she is slow to admit to. But circumstances don't allow her to be ambivalent for long when she is tracked to her hideaway. Her only hope lies in a man she knew as a boy, whose secrets could be dangerous, and are his alone.
Excerpt
“Gavin?” she whispered, feeling hot.
His voice became husky and she felt a shiver slide down her back. “Yes?” She looked up trying to see into him, but his gaze was hooded, his dark lashes protecting his thoughts.
She licked her lips and his arm tightened. “Why did you kiss me?” She winced when the question slipped out. She felt seventeen again! What was going on?
His free hand rose and caressed her cheek. “Are you angry with me?”
She shook her head quickly. “I just don’t remember you ever kissing me.” She felt herself growing hotter, his body pressing against hers.
“I never have.” He leaned down and brushed his lips against her cheek. “Do you like them?” he asked. His warm breath on her skin made her tremble.
“Yes,” she managed on a whispered breath, and before she could blink, she was trapped between his solid body and the door, his mouth devouring her. Her arms roped around his neck as his hands held her steady, firmly on her waist.
She was flying, his kiss overwhelming her. His fingers burned her through her pink t-shirt. His mouth was hot, searing her with passion. His tongue invaded and she melted into a puddle against him. He formed his body against hers, his thigh slicing her legs open and she trembled uncontrollably. There hadn’t been a lot of time for frivolous affairs or lovers and of the two relationships she’d dared, neither had done this, made her feel so out of control, made her feel so hot, bursting with need
