My next Samhain release is coming soon! June 8 is release day for LOST AND FOUND and I can't wait!
Here's a tiny excerpt, but watch for more, I'll be blogging all over the place and partying in the Samhain cafe!
He still hadn’t dressed, and despite her anger and sorrow, and despite his obvious hangover, his muscular chest, smooth and tanned, made her want to touch, and the low-riding boxers drew her eyes to the V-shaped muscles tapering down beneath them. His eyes were shadowed, his face lined with fatigue.
Krissa took the towel and dried off, aware of Derek watching her. Her pussy clenched and her nipples tingled. She wrapped the towel around her, tucked the end in to hold it in place.
Water dripped from her long hair onto her bare shoulders, soaked into the thick towel as they looked at each other.
“I know you were hurting yesterday,” Krissa finally said. “But that doesn’t give you the right to treat me like shit.”
“I know. I said I’m sorry.”
“You could have at least told me you were going out.”
“I know. I screwed up, okay?”
She continued to watch him. His eyes, dark with pain, met her.
“Did you tell Nate?” he asked.
“Were you with someone?”
He shook his head slowly. “No.”
“I smelled perfume on your suit. Not my perfume.”
“There were women in the bar. I smelled like cigarettes, too, but I wasn’t smoking.”
She nodded. A couple of years ago, they’d had this same conversation. But he’d emphatically denied it, and she’d had no reason to disbelieve him—okay, the truth was, she didn’t want to disbelieve him—so she’d let it go. She didn’t like fighting with him, and nothing else had ever happened, so she must have been wrong.
She didn’t like the suspicion eating at her insides, the fear and worry.
“I love you, Krissa.” He held her gaze.
“I love you too.”