Friday Eve Snippet

I thought I’d share a bit of my latest release, Waiting for Wednesday. This book is the third in my Wild Irish series over at Ellora’s Cave. It’s available now as are the first two–Come Monday and Ruby Tuesday.

Tris walked upstairs with a distinct spring in his step. Then he realized he was grinning. Shit, he had it bad. The fact that Lane was now living in his family’s apartment thrilled him. The last year had dragged by relentlessly from one nothing day to another.

While he didn’t pretend it was going to be easy to break through the barriers she’d built to protect herself, he sure as hell intended to give it the old college try. Her words earlier had broken his heart as he considered how much she’d suffered in her young life. Despite her assertions about being a strong, independent woman, Tris could see the scared, lonely little girl still cowering inside—desperate for love and acceptance. Somehow he had to prove to her she could have it all—freedom, love, companionship.

He was determined to win her heart and, to achieve his goal, he’d decided to proceed with his plan to seduce Lane into falling in love with him. She seemed much more comfortable with the idea of a physical relationship. While he’d prefer to win her heart first, he knew—with Lane’s inability to get close to people—he’d have to start at the end.

He looked around the living room, surprised to find it empty. Walking down the hallway, he saw the door to Riley’s room ajar. He stepped inside and found Lane curled up on her side on Teagan’s old bed, fast asleep.

No time like the present to advance his plan.

He closed the door, then tiptoed over and took the book she’d been reading out of her hand. She stirred, her eyes opening slowly.

“Hey.” She looked around the room and he watched her become aware of her surroundings.

“Must have been some stimulating reading,” he teased.

She grinned. “Not really. Medical texts. Better than counting sheep on restless nights. The journals never fail to put me out in seconds. How are the taxes going, Everest?”

He laughed at her use of his nickname and realized, with her lying down and him standing over her, he probably did resemble a mountain. He sat on the edge of the bed, pleased when she didn’t stiffen up or try to move away. He was making progress.

“I don’t want to talk about taxes.” He studied her lips, his arousal growing when her tongue darted out to lick them nervously.

“You don’t?”

He shook his head. “I don’t want to talk at all.”

He bent over to kiss her, giving her time to balk, to refuse him if that was her intent. When she reached up, threading her fingers in his hair and pulling him closer, he knew he’d found heaven. For several minutes they kissed as he played with her soft hair and drank in her sweet breath. She unleashed his hunger for more when she tugged his shirttail from his pants and her hands began exploring his bare chest beneath the cotton.

He moved away for a second, taking her hands from under his shirt and dragging her to a seated position. “I want to see you.” He grasped the hem of her T-shirt and tugged it off. His gaze drifted down her body, savoring every bare inch of skin revealed to him. Her bra was dark pink, delicate and surprisingly feminine. He’d pictured her as a no-nonsense kind of woman when it came to underwear, so he was pleased to discover this sexy side. “That bra is hot.” His fingers traced the tops of her breasts exposed by the lacy material.

“My turn.” She pulled his shirt over his head and he was amazed when she leaned forward, teasing his small, tight nipples with her tongue. She nipped his pec with her teeth, the small bite painful and erotic as hell. She soothed the sore spot with a soft kiss.

Jesus. Lane was going to be a firecracker in bed.

3 Responses to “Friday Eve Snippet”

  1. Great addition, Mari! Oh this scene..sigh

  2. Maria63303 Says:

    Yummy scene!

  3. Nancy Gilliland Says:

    I love this scene-the whole book in fact!!!

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