#teasertuesday: “That’s My Personal Number”

“Have dinner with me, Alannah,” he says before looking around us. “Somewhere more private than this.”

“That would be a mistake, Parker, and you know it. We didn’t really end on good terms.” And that would be putting it mildly. How long did it take me to pick up the pieces after he said what we had was over?

“Have dinner with me anyway.” He pulls out a card and a pen from his breast pocket, writes something down on the back of it, and slides it across the table toward me. “That’s my personal cell phone number.”

“Parker–”

His beeper buzzes then and he takes the last bite of his bacon. “I’ve got a meeting in five minutes. I hate to leave you but–”

“I know the drill, so no need to apologize,” I say as he gets up from the table. “I’ll be fine.”

He glances at his card, still on the table. “Think about dinner and call me. In fact, just call me. We need to talk.”

I almost tell him we really have nothing left to talk about but by the time I find the words, Parker has left the table. He’s also managed to undo me… again.

Other Side of Love is LIVE!

I’m combining #teasertuesday with a #newrelease post today because… well, why not?! I’ll also keep it short and sweet!

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Half-Navajo Benny Turner has lived his life straddling two worlds, never quite feeling he belongs to either one without constantly having to prove himself.

But just when he decides to settle down on the reservation for good, he runs into Sarah Drexel, the only woman he’s always wanted but convinced himself he could never have… until now.

Duty or love? Which one will he choose?

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Double Life #teasertuesday

Other Side of Love is the story of Sarah and Benny from A Different Kind of Love series. I can’t seem to work on anything but their story so I’m going to run with it. The events in their story happens ten years before Everything She Ever Wanted.

Summer Days

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While on a hike today, I was today-years-old when I found out that poison ivy does not grow in the West Coast but poison oak does. I also learned that I shouldn’t tell LilDude his box set order of The Diary of a Wimpy Kid arrived at the post office today and should be on its way to the house very soon before the hike because it was all he wanted to talk about during the hike.

Still, it was a beautiful day spent outdoors today and we plan on returning another time this week because while we’ve always hiked at the Nature Center, we’ve never checked out the rest of the park which has three other lakes, two of them you can apparently fish in (not that we fish or anything) and has pedal boats! I also need to get the LilDude to learn how to ride a bike so I’m hoping I can teach him at the park versus at home where there’s only sidewalks and streets although we do have a short driveway. But that’s the thing: it’s short.

On the writing front, I’m 20,000 words into my Sarah and Benny story. I don’t know how many total words it’s going to be, something that in the past year I thought I needed to know if I wanted to efficient with my time and craft as a writer. Only it’s not the way I work and so I’ll take 20k words any day and keep going. Besides, Sarah and Benny are a great couple. They’re hot, too. Like, really hot.

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No Commitments #TeaserTuesday

Tall and tanned from collecting samples by the San Juan River, it was a shock to the system to see him again. He’d cut his arm when the truck his colleague drove rolled off the embankment and broken glass from the side window cut through his bicep. I cleaned it and under the harried doctor’s orders, stitched it up. All that time, we never showed any sign that we knew each other. He was too busy watching my every move while I kept reminding myself to remain calm, the words It’s only Benny running through my mind like some mantra as I gave him a tetanus shot.

But this time, I knew if he’d ask me out to dinner or suggest we play hopscotch under the covers, there was no way I’d say no. And when he did, I didn’t. It was as if all the foreplay had been done back in Albuquerque two years earlier and we were ready to take it further—but just far enough so we were still comfortable, still believing we didn’t need each other for more than just sex.

No commitments, okay? I’d told him while making dinner at his apartment that night because he ended up with a fever from the tetanus shot and I told myself he needed a bit of TLC. I don’t have time for complications.

No commitments, he’d agreed as he stood behind me and planted a kiss on my shoulder. Fine with me, Sarah.

So much for that. Twelve years later, here we are.

No commitments.

#teasertuesday

Safe Word #TeaserTuesday

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I hear him make his way upstairs, the sound of the central heating switching on, a whisper of a breeze inside the room. I don’t even feel the cold. All I feel is that deep want for something only he can give me.

I catch my breath when Benny enters the room, still wearing his jeans unbuckled and unbuttoned, barefoot, his shirt half-open. I can feel him watching me as he approaches and I shiver in anticipation, biting my lower lip as his broad frame fills my vision. Friends have long wondered how we’d managed to stay together after twelve years when not even their marriages have lasted half that long. Sometimes I wonder if it’s this, the games we play together when we’re alone, the command over my body and my heart that I’ve given him so long ago, one that ends the moment I say my safe word… but I’ve never had to.