This is a sneak preview of the cover of my next novella. As always, Jimmy Thomas fulfils the fantasy. Let me know what you think.
And a teensy, weensy excerpt.
“I’m gonna be late,” Allie murmured under her breath as she slipped on her shoes. Before she could turn, two strong arms were around her waist.
“And where do you think you’re going?”
She shivered in Kyle’s warm embrace. “Work,” she stated.
“Take the day off,” he replied.
Closing her eyes for a moment, she wished it was as simple as that. “I have a meeting.”
“Cancel it,” he insisted.
She turned to face him and her heart skipped a beat. With black hair and the bluest of eyes, Kyle had the physique of a wrestler. He was so damn hot, she could feel the fire burn between her legs. Again.