I’ve been working on chores for the better part of the weekend–much longer than I planned to be, so I am doing something fun for a few minutes: sharing a pair of story snippets. The first is on my Facebook page, from Medusa #3, a quick taste of Kat and Hunter.
But for here, I’m going to post a little bit from the tiger shifter I am finishing up this month. My hero, Harley, is so yummy!
They walked into the house in silence. She shot him a curious glance when he continued at her side up the stairs. “Thank you for feeding me, Harley,” she said when they reached the first landing.
“No problem.” He touched her elbow, and she resumed walking along the hallway to the guest room she always used.
She swallowed as she turned to face him.
He gave in to the urge to brush a strand of hair away from her temple, and watched her eyes widen, surprise darkening them.
Harley bent nearer. Her hand shot up, so his mouth ran into it. He lifted one eyebrow.
“What are you doing?” Her voice quavered just a little.
He smiled against her palm, enjoying the warmth of her skin. “Kissing you good-night. It’s customary at the end of a date.”
Her eyes widened still more. “We’re not dating.”
He kissed her palm. “I believe we just returned from a dinner date. Dancing and drinks.” He inhaled her scent, and his desire kicked up a few more notches.
Her throat worked as she swallowed, color tinting her cheeks. “I think this is a bad idea.”
He stifled another smile at the way her voice shook and instead flicked his tongue out to taste her skin.
Her breath caught.
“I think it’s a fantastic idea.” He nibbled his way across her palm to her thumb. “You taste good. I can’t wait to taste your mouth.”
Her breathing resumed, much faster now. “Harley.”
He caught her hand and eased it to the wall beside her head as he closed the distance between them so only an inch separated their lips. “Yes, Tessa?”
Emotion swirled in her wide green eyes. He scented her burgeoning arousal in the air, and his body tightened in response.
He waited several heartbeats, watching her gaze slide to his mouth, and noted the way her tongue slid out just a little at the corner of her lips. Then he ducked in to kiss her.
She tasted better than he’d imagined. Warm and sweet. Her lips parted easily under his, but he deliberately kept the kiss light. She was already spooked, wary. If he dove in head-first, she’d run faster.
Not that he doubted he could catch her. Easily.
When he finally lifted his head, her eyes were shut, and her lips parted and wet. Tempting him to bend back and take them again. Just briefly. Then he released her. It took a few seconds before her lashes fluttered up, and her hand slowly dropped to her side.
Harley banked the urge to press closer. The scant space between them already had his senses reeling. He waited until her eyes cleared slightly. “Sleep well, little Tessa,” he said softly, taking a step back. The cooler air flowing between them did nothing to dampen his arousal.
Or hers, judging by the flush on her face and the wild pulse beating in the hollow of her throat. She swallowed hard and reached behind her for the doorknob. “Good night.” It came out a hoarse whisper.
He waited while she fumbled with the door, resisting the urge to grab her for one more kiss. He watched her back into the bedroom, her wide eyes fixed on his face until she pushed the door shut.
First kisses are always so much fun, aren’t they? But Tessa isn’t going to make it easy for him to get a second kiss.
I also want to let you all know about a fun release party I’m taking part in for a fellow Samhain author this week. Teresa Noelle Roberts has a hot new romance coming out on Tuesday, Sept. 22, and she’s having a two-day Facebook party to celebrate! I’ll be there Wednesday night, Sept. 23, from 7 – 7:30 p.m. EST. There are lots of authors helping her party, and I hope to see lots of you there with us! Besides fun party games, there will be man-candy and giveaways. I might even have a nice little box of things waiting. Really, I do hope to see you lots of you there. I always have so much fun with the other authors and with all the readers.
Now I must go back to work, though once supper is out of the way, I actually get to do work I want to do–writing! And if you let me know what you think of Harley and Tessa, and how you feel about shifter stories, I’d love it! Happy Sunday!