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.
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