Since I just sent Taking Over Me back to my editor, I thought I’d share a bit. Enjoy!

Taking Over Me

Copyright © SARA BROOKES, 2013

All Rights Reserved, Ellora’s Cave Publishing, Inc.

Releasing in electronic format Spring 2013

Patrick slid the overfull box across the counter toward her, her fingers brushing against the back of his hand. Firm. Warm. How does the rest of him feel? More than likely, it wasn’t a deliberate gesture on his part, but she didn’t mind either way. It wasn’t often a guy took the time to flirt with her. Even if he forgot about her the second she walked out the door, so what. The warm tingling sensation now flooding her lower abdomen reminded her she was very much still a woman despite the adeptness with computers and affinity for video games.

He broke the connection as he turned to give directions to the newly arrived barista. “Mitchie, get me a set of pastry sleeves in the back. I’m running low up here.” Something in the tone of his voice gave off a commanding quality Allison’s body seemed to reach for. With his back turned, she had a perfect view at the way that horribly fitted shirt pulled tight across his broad shoulders.

Authoritative presence. Confident, but polite. Tight ass. Strong hands. Ripped body. Holy shit—he’s lethal.