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Excerpt from HAWKE (Cold Fury, Book #5) - Releasing 3/15!
HAWKE releases March 15, 2016!!
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“How about an additional bet?” I ask Vale, waggling my eyebrows at her.
“Oh, yeah,” she asks impishly as she turns her cards facedown on the table. “Like what?”
“If I win, we say good night to these two boneheads, you come back to my room with me, and I get to tie you up.” I say all of this in a low voice and a direct stare of challenge to Vale. Max and Garrett are all but forgotten, until I hear Garrett cough and mutter, “Awkward.”
Vale neither blushes nor looks offended by my suggestion. While she may not be a party girl like the old days, she isn’t afraid of her sexuality either. In fact, her eyebrows raise in interest as she stares back at me.
I can tell Max and Garrett are forgotten to her as well.
“What if I win?” she asks while rubbing her index finger seductively along the edge of her cards fanned out on the wooden table.
“You get to take me back to my room and tie me up, have your way with me,” I tell her simply.
And I hope she fucking wins.
Please, please, please let her have the winning hand, because the thought of Vale having unrestricted access to do whatever comes into that dirty little brain of hers is completely fine by me.
“Deal,” she says, and with just a flourishing flick of her wrist, she turns the cards over one by one. Three kings, two eights. A full house.
Standing up from the table, I throw my cards facedown and grab Vale’s hand, urging her to stand up too.
“Got me,” I tell her with a wink. “You win. Now let’s go so you can tie me up.”
Garrett barks out a laugh and grabs my cards to see what I had. I glare at him, silently explaining I will rain retribution down on him if he exposes me.
Max clearly doesn’t see my quiet command as he grabs the cards from Garrett’s hand before I can even pull Vale free of the table and places them face up. “Four of a kind,” Max says with a low whistle. “Look at them ladies.”
“Asshole,” I mutter as I look down at the four queens staring up at me, which clearly beat Vale’s hand.
When I look up to her, she’s staring at me in sympathetic amusement. She squeezes my hand and then makes my night. “I’ll give that one to you, so let’s get going. I hope you brought more than one dress tie for this road trip.”
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“How about an additional bet?” I ask Vale, waggling my eyebrows at her.
“Oh, yeah,” she asks impishly as she turns her cards facedown on the table. “Like what?”
“If I win, we say good night to these two boneheads, you come back to my room with me, and I get to tie you up.” I say all of this in a low voice and a direct stare of challenge to Vale. Max and Garrett are all but forgotten, until I hear Garrett cough and mutter, “Awkward.”
Vale neither blushes nor looks offended by my suggestion. While she may not be a party girl like the old days, she isn’t afraid of her sexuality either. In fact, her eyebrows raise in interest as she stares back at me.
I can tell Max and Garrett are forgotten to her as well.
“What if I win?” she asks while rubbing her index finger seductively along the edge of her cards fanned out on the wooden table.
“You get to take me back to my room and tie me up, have your way with me,” I tell her simply.
And I hope she fucking wins.
Please, please, please let her have the winning hand, because the thought of Vale having unrestricted access to do whatever comes into that dirty little brain of hers is completely fine by me.
“Deal,” she says, and with just a flourishing flick of her wrist, she turns the cards over one by one. Three kings, two eights. A full house.
Standing up from the table, I throw my cards facedown and grab Vale’s hand, urging her to stand up too.
“Got me,” I tell her with a wink. “You win. Now let’s go so you can tie me up.”
Garrett barks out a laugh and grabs my cards to see what I had. I glare at him, silently explaining I will rain retribution down on him if he exposes me.
Max clearly doesn’t see my quiet command as he grabs the cards from Garrett’s hand before I can even pull Vale free of the table and places them face up. “Four of a kind,” Max says with a low whistle. “Look at them ladies.”
“Asshole,” I mutter as I look down at the four queens staring up at me, which clearly beat Vale’s hand.
When I look up to her, she’s staring at me in sympathetic amusement. She squeezes my hand and then makes my night. “I’ll give that one to you, so let’s get going. I hope you brought more than one dress tie for this road trip.”
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iBooks
B&N
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