Search out a woman for a night of no-strings sex, of course.
But his choice of partner, Katherine "Kiki" Wyatt, manager of the Quikky Snak Gas & Lube, isn't biting. Flirting over his nightly chili dog is one thing. But a date? Sex? Not happening. Dangerously sexy geeks are off-limits no matter what they might have to offer outside the bedroom.
When an armed gunman changes everything, will deadlines, exes, and mind-blowing sex prove opposites don’t always attract or allow two unlikely lovers to pen a happy ending?
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Even when she was half-asleep, her pulse leapt to warp speed at just the sight of Vincent. Damn, he meshed nerd and hot perfectly.
She fingered her bangs and discovered they were crushed to her head. Why hadn’t she stopped to brush her hair? And oh God, was she really wearing her rattiest flannel jammies?
“Hi,” he said, adjusting his stance to cradle his injured arm. He wore no coat despite the below-freezing temperatures, and the lumpy left shoulder of his Oxford shirt was higher than the other. She could see the outline of a thick bandage beneath the fabric.
Her throat suddenly felt too tight to swallow the jagged lump of candy cane. “Where are your glasses?”
Good Lord. Of all the things she could have said, she’d picked that?
“Getting fixed.”
“How can you see?” Kiki shook her head. So much for sleep clearing her brain. “Duh. Contacts.”
“I hate them, but they’ll get me through.” His Adam’s apple bobbed. “Can I come in, Kiki? Just for a minute.”
“Sure.” She waved him in and leaned against the door to catch her breath. She’d always reacted strongly to him, and the shooting hadn’t helped. She wanted to hug him, to run her hands over his body to make sure he was okay, check that he was whole and safe and hard—
Hard? Sweet mercy, what the heck was her problem? She didn’t own a vibrator, but maybe she needed to rectify that fact. This whole sex-on-the-brain thing was getting out of hand.
She didn’t notice he’d stepped toward her until his sneakers bumped her bare feet. Wet snow gushed between her toes as her gaze snapped up to his. Whoa. What she saw simmering there—namely blatant, undisguised lust—had her fingers clenching around the knob.
Unless she was very mistaken, he hadn’t stopped by for a neighborly pinch of sugar. No, the sugar Vincent wanted was a different substance entirely.
He threaded his hand through her hair, tugging her closer. Her body strained toward him, her breasts all but bursting the buttons of her flannel pajamas. She swallowed the last of the candy cane as he lowered his mouth to hers.
He didn’t ravage, as she’d expected. His mouth was soft and warm on hers, and the scrape of his stubbled jaw added to the thrill. She moaned and clung to him, her mind emptying like sand tumbling from a bucket.
Resist? Absolutely not. She wanted this. Him.
His tongue swept between her lips to tangle with hers, to explore her mouth so slowly and thoroughly that the snow melting between her toes had nothing on the melting happening between her legs.
Yes. The word sang through her, an acquiescence she couldn’t voice. It was as if she’d been frozen after Nico, and here was the heat, the life, that would finally allow her to come back to herself.
Thinking about Nico was her mistake. She stiffened, but Vincent was already drawing back, the gold rims surrounding his pupils burning.
“I didn’t intend to do that.”
She rubbed the back of her hand over her mouth. Her lips still sizzled. “I didn’t intend to let you.”
“I guess neither of us has control of our intentions.” He smiled slightly, his gaze wandering from her messy hair to her old pajamas. The desire warming his eyes never waned.
Kiss me again. Everywhere.
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9 comments :
What I love about them is that it shows anything is possible.
Thanks for the great post and excerpts and giveway!
I like how opposites compliment each other (once they get done fighting :) ) The guy that is serious and by the book meets an impetuous woman who sees shades of gray and once they are done sparing, realizes that he's missed out on a lot of fun in life, while she realizes that planning is good :)
love it when a bad boy goes for a good girl. It shows that even though he is a bad boy he is good inside
The chemistry that's unavoidable, the antics and the happy ending after all is what gets me. It is so fun to watch it all unfold in the pages :)
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Yum, geeky heros - that's the magic word for me. I love opposites attract stories because I think that we can all grow and become stronger and more proficient in things we aren't good at if we have someone close to us that is different from us.
I really the the differences of the characters and the way they generally find out they have more in common than they thought at first.
I like to read about how they overcome their differences. Their journey to discovering how good they are together.
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I like how they fight their attraction for each other.
I just love the story that develops... how boring if someone was exactly like you. Exciting stories happen when opposites attract!
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