Yeah, baby (think Austin Powers). Happy Valentine's Day! I'm participating in the Kissing Blogfest hosted by Cassie Mae at Writing, Reading and Lovin' It. I signed up for this weeks ago, but somehow the linky tool didn't work and I tried to sign up again. It still doesn't appear to be taking it, so I guess I'm a rogue entry.
Anyways, here's an excerpt from my current WIP, Noir. This is the first excerpt I'm posting online. If you don't read a lot of urban fantasy, note the slang term 'were' for werewolves and other werecreatures (a werepanther in this case). Enjoy!
I showered and put on a rather small silk robe, then headed back out to the kitchen. When Donovan saw me, he almost did a double take. I smiled, smooth as snake skin. “How’s everything heating up?”
“Fine, darlin’. Uh, what’re you wearing there?” His eyes were having a hard time staying on the stove.
“Oh, just what I always wear around the house.” I blinked innocently at him. “You said we were just going to be friends, so you don’t mind, right?”
He took in an unsteady breath. “I never said we were just going to be friends. I said I was going to show you my romantic side. The side we never got to before.”
I stepped closer, drinking in his scent. “Because we were too busy doing other things…” My eyes turned up to his, and while I knew my vamp persuasion didn’t work on weres, my gaze held a lot of natural pull.
The next step forward was his, which closed the distance between us. One finger reached up and traced the edge of my jaw, then traveled down to pull the robe off my shoulder. His lips hung poised just over mine, so close I could feel their warmth, and the electric buzz of his were energy. With his free hand, he untied my robe with practiced ease and it fluttered to the floor. His fingers brushed down over my hips and around to the small of my back…
“I knew you couldn’t do it,” I said, my lips turned up triumphantly.
As you can tell, my MC is a bit of a ball buster and loves to screw with people... he deserved it though :)
Anyways, have a fab V Day!