Some men should come with a warning.
Welcome to another Tantalizing Tuesday. Allow me to turn up the heat with a sexy excerpt and hopefully leave you hungry for more. This is from my next release, Caution: Filling is Hot, coming out on March 17th with Beachwalk Press. Enjoy.
Sneak Peek:
“Listen,
I should have thanked you for tonight. I had a nice time.” Piper’s lame attempt
at defusing the tension was obvious.
Chad
nodded, his heavenly eyes considering her thoughtfully.
Nervous
perspiration started to trickle out of her pores. “And you have two really
great kids. Say goodnight for me, would you?”
He
nodded again. “Why are you running, Piper?” His voice was so soft, so low it
was almost a whisper. He leaned closer, forcing her to look up at him.
Her
eyes darted to the right when she tried to deny it. “I’m not.”
“Oh,
that was convincing.” He chuckled. “Can we cut the bullshit? You do something
to me. Clearly, I’m affecting you. I think we owe it to ourselves to explore it—together.”
Piper
couldn’t formulate a single coherent thought when he was practically touching
her, crowding her like this. Chad was much too close, too warm. Way too
appealing. The intoxicating smell of him insinuated itself into her nose like a
drug and pumped her already careening blood flow even faster through her body.
His
control astounded her. There she was practically firing flames from her
fingertips, and he was the definition of cool. She held her breath when he
slowly tipped her chin up then lowered his mouth to hers. Piper found herself
responding, unable to do anything else. When he eased back his eyes still held
hers, a captured thing. She only had time enough for one quick intake of air
before he dove again and swallowed the breath right out of her.
This
kiss was harder, more demanding, and Piper rode the curve of the car like a
chamois cloth as he bent her backward. Chad’s body molded itself to hers,
pressed tight while his fingers combed through her hair. When he finally moved
back, he brought Piper with him, returning her to an upright position. Her legs
buckled.
“Whoa
there,” he said, catching her.
He
pulled her door open and Piper dropped weakly onto the seat and stared up at
him with dazed eyes.
“Where
are your keys?” Chad’s question barely penetrated her mental fog.
Piper
pulled them from her purse and started the engine.
Chad
watched her, concern etched on his face. “Hey, are you going to be okay?”
She
nodded, completely rattled and not entirely sure what he just asked.
“Open
your window. I think you need the air.” He smiled and closed the door for her.
Piper
lowered the glass and looked up at him, her fog of confusion beginning to
clear.
He
leaned in. “Be safe. I’ll call you.”
“Okay,”
she mumbled.
Piper
stared in confusion at her steering wheel. She’d lost her marbles! Where the
hell was she going again? Oh right, home, she needed to get home. She hoped she
could find her way back from here. She couldn’t believe how he’d completely
rearranged her gray matter with a kiss.
Blurb:
Here’s a recipe to share with friends. Take one
prickly demonstration cook, handle carefully. Add one lonely widower, slightly
beaten. Mix gently. Fold in two six-year-olds, one at a time to temper the
batter and avoid scrambling. Then finally, add the mother with an agenda—but
just a dash because she’s spicy. Whip into stiff peaks then spread over an
ungreased sheet for best results. Method of cooking can vary, however--Caution: Filling is Hot.
Piper Frost is taking a break from men when
contractor Chad Thomas crashes her cooking class and turns on the charm. His
persistence annoys her but she’s already melting, even without his sneaky
mother and conspiring twins in the mix. But just when things are really
starting to sizzle, disaster strikes. Can Piper save her recipe for
happily ever after or is it already ruined? Grab your oven mitts and find out.
