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“I own you. I have the piece of paper to prove it. It’s undeniable and unbreakable. You belong to me until you’ve paid off your debts.”
Nila Weaver’s family is indebted. Being the first born daughter, her life is forfeit to the first born son of the Hawks to pay for sins of ancestors past. The dark ages might have come and gone, but debts never leave. She has no choice in the matter.
She is no longer free.
Jethro Hawk receives Nila as an inheritance present on his twenty-ninth birthday. Her life is his until she’s paid off a debt that’s centuries old. He can do what he likes with her—nothing is out of bounds—she has to obey.
There are no rules. Only payments.
♥ EXCERPT ♥
Debt Inheritance: Meet Jethro & Nila
ONE – Nina’s POV
“Huge disappointment, Ms. Weaver.” His cold glare sent a snowstorm wiping away the bonfire in my belly. “I’m done playing games, so cut the bullshit. Time to begin the day.” His voice gave no room for interpretation. A cold draft shot down my back.
My brief reprieve from debts and horrible Hawks was over. I’d been shown something I desperately wanted, but denied it because I failed to please him.
“You could teach me…show me how…” I couldn’t make eye contact with him. Mortification painted my cheeks for both admitting I was clueless and asking a monster to coach me.
Jethro laughed. “You think that will save you from what’s coming? Was that your little plan? To make me fuck you in the hopes I might feel something for you?”
TWO – Jethro’s POV
I stood up slowly, clicking my tongue. “Ah, ah, ah, Ms. Weaver. Don’t take that tone with me. You’re the failure. You’re the prisoner. You take what I give you. You do not assume to have any say or authority. That includes listening to everything I deem important to tell you.” Ghosting to a stop in front of her, I murmured, “Is that quite understood?”
I flexed my muscles, welcoming back the soothing chillness of control. I hadn’t liked stepping outside my confines of civility. Things got messy when silence was disrupted. Things got rushed when tempers rose and curses flowed.
And I didn’t want to rush her undoing. I wanted to savour it. Devour it.
♥ TEASERS ♥
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Pepper Winters wears many roles. Some of them include writer, reader, sometimes wife. She loves dark, taboo stories that twist with your head. The more tortured the hero, the better, and she constantly thinks up ways to break and fix her characters. Oh, and sex… her books have sex.
She loves to travel and has an amazing, fabulous hubby who puts up with her love affair with her book boyfriends.
Her Grey Romance books include:
Until he meets Kadence.
Kadence Turner has no business lusting over a student’s father, especially the president of the Knights Rebels MC. Nix is crass, obnoxious and dangerously sexy and for some reason, Kadence can’t seem to hate him for it. The bossy biker breaks down her defenses, but unlike the old Kadence, the woman she is today won’t give in without a fight.
The tension is undeniable, the attraction fierce. A man that wants what he wants and a woman that will fight him every step of the way.
♥ REVIEW ♥
Holy Snappin’ duck shit. Ms Savage knocks the ball right out of the park with this debut. Stop reading reviews & oneclick this!
→ Love a dirty talking alpha?
→ A sassy woman who doesn’t take shit laying down?
→ What about smokin hot sexy times, do you love it?
→ Friendship, loyalty & family?
If you said yes to any of the above, you will want to have Incandescent’s babies like me, because it has it ALL, plus so much more!
I picked it up wondering if it would be my cuppa tea – I can pretty much take or leave motorcycle novels – but I will tell you straight up – I devoured Incandescent. Cover to cover, it kept me enthralled. And a little horny.
The dirty talking Nix held me captive. I was internally begging him to spank my ass and call me sally (ok, ok Kadence) cause he certainly got my motor running… but he’s so much more than that. He’s a father and a leader. And great ones at that. He’s fiercely loyal and he’s got the hots for his sons teacher – the woman that infuriates the bejezus outta him.
Meet Kadence. Sweet, sassy and sexy Kadence. She certainly gave as good as she got, plus some. She is so strong and independent. There was no eye rolling from me which automatically moves her to the amazing non-whiny heroine bookshelf – she’s a little lonely there with most heroines driving me batty lately!
I won’t spoil it for you but I will tell you this novel checked all the boxes. With 2 main characters that had already overcome so much in their lives but still with so much vitality, wit and banter, plus the type of supporting characters that has you counting down for more Knights Rebels, River certainly has a winner on her hands with Incandescent.
I laughed out loud, raged, and sobbed. The pages contained the perfect combination for a fantastic read that reached me on an emotional level. I couldn’t believe this was a debut. I can not recommend Incandescent highly enough & look forward to finding out what’s in store for Sy & Holly!
Bravo Ms Savage – you have a fangirl in me!!
♥ EXCERPT ♥
“Thanks.” Taking a sip, I look around one more time. “Nice house.” I motion around me.
“Thanks,” he says, turning back to the grill. I take a seat, feeling a little out of my element in his house.
“So,” I begin, trying to fill the silence between us. If we aren’t fighting or being smartasses to each other, it seems we don’t have much to say.
“Just relax, Kadence. I’m not gonna rip your clothes off just yet.” And we’re back.
“Yeah, yeah, Casanova, keep it in your pants. You aren’t getting into mine.” I watch as he looks at me, before walking forward like a predator stalking his prey. He stops short of getting in my space, but his tall frame standing over me communicates his formidable power.
“Kadence, don’t lie. You and I both know that what’s in those pants is aching for my cock.” The ache was gone, but with one sentence, his deep gravelly voice has me building an itch I know he could scratch.
“You’re good, you know that?”
“Kadence, I’m more than good.” I roll my eyes at him. Seriously, the man has it bad for himself.
“Tell me honestly, does it work?” I ask, genuinely concerned. I’m hoping I’m not the only fool falling for his dirty words. ‘Cause then I really would need to talk to my vagina.
“I don’t know, Kadence. Are your panties wet?” he responds, and this time I laugh out loud. He seriously must have taken classes or something.
“Geez, Phoenix, cut the bullshit, would you? Your dirty mouth might make some girls wet between the legs, but it’s not the key to getting between mine. You need to work harder than that,” I lie, standing from my chair and taking one step into his space. The truth is his dirty words are wearing me down, and if he keeps talking about wet pussies, I’m going to pull my pants down and demand he show mine some attention.
What am I saying? Am I really considering having sex with this man? This crass, dirty, sexy man who pushes my buttons, who irritates me while at the same time manages to turn me on? Of course I am. Why else would I get on his bike?
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
River Savage is the author of the soon to be released, Knights Rebels MC Series. The first book Incandescent, will be released August 11, 2014.
An avid reader of romance and erotic novels, her love for books and reading fueled her passion for writing. Reading no longer sated her addiction, so she started writing in secret. She never imagined that her dream of publishing a novel would ever be achievable.
With a soft spot for an alpha male and a snarky sassy woman, Kadence and Nix were born.
Elora is a cultivated Londoner visiting her brother in Oslo, Norway. With her brother away on business, she decides to do without his permission and borrow his classic Jaguar to take in the sights. But when she pulls over to the side of the road to take pictures, the car won’t start up again. In a blind panic, Elora has nowhere to turn, until a warrior of a man stops to help her. A massive, handsome hunk of a man, clad head to toe in black leather.
Elora has never encountered anyone like Mikkel. As much as he frightens her, she realizes she is out of options. Then comes the exhilarating journey home on his custom ride, and Elora falls hard for her knight in leather armor, an alpha male eager to teach her the rules of Dom/sub relationships. Mikkel is head of his motorcycle club, and in the days that follow, Elora becomes increasingly entangled in the culture of bondage, bikes, and club rivalries. But how can Elora fully commit to a man whose world might as well exist on another planet?
♥ REVIEW ♥
What I Thought of the Plot
Wow, I can honestly say I’m jealous of the love between the two main characters. I was in awe of the connection they had, emotionally and physically… seriously they were well written for each other. For me this was absolutely a great M.C. book, it had a hot chivalrous alpha MC President, and an artsy yet spunky woman who paints loves lesson all over his heart. After 25% I was like why have I never read this author before? At 75% I put it down and got her other book, and by the epilogue I had that shit eating, awe grin when it was over.
What I thought of the characters
Elora and Mikkel are a power house couple. Together they complement each others strength and weaknesses. Elora has hidden strength even though she may appear meek inside she will come face to face and let you have it. Mikkel, let’s just say he radiates power and will cut you down with laser like precision. They are both artist if you will, Elora’s is canvas, as Mikkel’s is basically v-twin. In the bedroom Mikkel is all commanding and expects nothing less form his lovely sub, and like a good girl Elora reaps the most delicious rewards.
Things I Loved
I loved how Mikkel cherished Elora, like the most prized possession he took care of her in so many ways it made you swoon to read. I’m glad he wasn’t like some and a jerk only satisfied with his play thing in bed. Mikkel, was slow in breaking in Elora in his D/s life style, making sure she knew safe words and took all precautions with her. I actually enjoyed reading Elora explore Mikkel’s life style and want a prude about it she let herself feel. The way Elora befriended his cousin and his co-workers, with just being herself was refreshing to read.
“Where did you come from? You’re like an angle made especially for me.” – Mikkel
“Beyond a shadow of a doubt, I’m in for a very memorable evening, and I’m more than game for his sinful play.” – Elora
Yes, Master is both hot and intense. I actually feel sexy saying it to him. I yearn to submit as much as he is to dominate me. – Elora
“You’re so beautiful,” I whisper. “I’m all yours, Elora.” Mine…That sounds so right.
In a nutshell
My goodness I love this book, hot alpha male who is not only commanding but also a protector/provider. Wait did I also mention he is a hot Norwegian Motorcycle president, a chivalrous one at that. Elora is funny and witty, but also just as strong as Mikkel is. For a romantic erotica, it is the one of the better ones I have had the pleasure of reading.
If you want a book that encompasses all emotions in one book then this is that book, but don’t take my word for it, click on whatever site you get your books on and experience what I’m talking about. Snuggle in your most comfy spot and tune everything out (unless you’re cooking, or have little ones of course :).
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Christine Edwards grew up in the Deep South on Hilton Head Island, SC. At an early age she developed a passion for the arts that led her to earn a bachelor’s degree in Art History from the College of Charleston in South Carolina. Christine has a special place in her heart for reading and writing erotic tales.
Nordic Lessons is her fifth novel and the second book in the Nordic Lights Series, which began with Naughty in Norway. Her main focus is on loving, multi-faceted relationships involving intense alpha males and feisty heroines. She adores snow skiing, traveling the world, and spending time with her amazing family. Christine currently resides in the sleepy coastal town of Beaufort, SC. You can find Christine online at christineedwardsauthor.com. Facebook: Christine Edwards Author. Twitter: @ceerotica.
Title: Worth Forgiving
Series: MMA Series #3
Release Date: August 21st
Genre: New Adult/Adult Contemporary Romance novel
They say men like a lady in the living room and a whore in the bedroom. I never knew the sentiment was reciprocal. Until I met Jax Knight. A gentleman in public, a commanding, dirty talking rogue in the bedroom.Daughter of legendary fighter “The Saint,” Lily St. Claire knows firsthand how fighters can be. As the owner of a chain of MMA gyms, she’s no stranger to aggressive, dominating, and possessive men. That’s why she’s always kept her distance. But the day Jax Knight walks through her door she’s captivated by his charm.
Stunningly handsome, well mannered, Ivy League educated, and confident, he shatters all the preconceived notions she’d come to think were true about men who trained to fight.
But falling for someone so soon after her breakup wasn’t something she’d planned on. And definitely not something her ex plans to allow.
♥ Excerpt – Meet Jax and Lily ♥
Dinner and a dirty mouth
My face pinks when the waiter clears his throat, no doubt he’d heard Jax’s last comment.
“Are you ready to hear the specials?”
“Are we?” Jax arches an eyebrow, his eyes gleaming with delight. He’s not the slight bit embarrassed, but knows I am and is quite enjoying himself.
“Yes. Please.” I give him the evil eye and force my full attention back to the waiter. The entire time the waiter talks about the specials I feel Jax’s eyes burning into me.
“I’ll give you a moment to let you decide.” Graciously, the waiter excuses himself.
“Why did you do that?” I scold, my voice low.
“Do what?” He leans back in his seat, crossing his arms over his thick chest.
“You know exactly what I’m talking about.”
“You enjoy watching me flustered, don’t you?”
Jax arches both eyebrows. Bad choice of words.
“You know what I mean.”
Leaning in, his voice gritty and sexy, he looks me straight in the eyes when he speaks. “I love watching you. Period. But what I like best is watching you pretend you’re unaffected. It’s like an unspoken challenge.” He pauses and leans in even closer. “I love the pink that creeps up your cheeks when I say something dirty. The way your pussy throbs when I mention what I’m going to do to you later, and you wiggle in your seat trying to control it. So yeah, I guess I do like watching you flustered. You sit and give your attention to the waiter, trying to pretend you’re listening to whatever he’s saying instead of thinking of me feeding you my cock later, but we both know you didn’t hear one word he said. Hell I didn’t hear one word watching you, just knowing what you were thinking about.”
This time, I see the waiter before he’s close enough to hear us. He smiles as he reaches our table. “So what can I get for you this evening? Did I interest you in one of our specials?”
I look at the waiter, then Jax, who arches an eyebrow with a knowing smirk on his face, then back to the waiter. “The specials all sounded delicious. I just can’t decide for myself. I’m going to defer to my date to pick one for me.” I return my eyes to Jax with a cheeky grin.
He throws his head back with a chuckle and looks at the poor confused waiter. “We’ll take whatever two are your favorites. Surprise us.”
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♥ FOLLOWS UP TO ♥
Worth the Fight (MMA Fighter #1) by Vi Keeland
It didn’t matter that the ref called it a clean hit. Nico Hunter would never be the same.
Elle has a good life. A job she loves, a great apartment, and the guy she’s been dating for more than two years is a catch and a half. But it’s boring…and she strives to keep it that way. Too many emotions are dangerous. Her own past is living proof of what can happen when you lose control.
Then Nico walks into Elle’s office and everything changes…for both of them. But what can the tattooed, hard-bodied MMA fighter and the beautiful and always steady attorney have in common? A lot more than they bargained for.
***Author’s note*** THIS IS A STAND-ALONE NOVEL. Due to strong language and sexual content, this book is not intended for readers under the age of 18.
Worth the Chance (MMA Fighter #2) by Vi Keeland
Meet Liv Michaels
It may have been seven years, but I’d know him anywhere. Sure, he’s grown, filled out in all the right places, but his captivating blue eyes and cocky grin are exactly the way I remember. Even though I’d much rather forget.
Liv Michaels is almost there. She’s smart, determined and weeks away from landing the job she’s dreamed about for years. Time healed old wounds, even her broken heart from the devastation of being crushed by her first love.
Meet Vince Stone
Women love a fighter, especially a good one. Lucky for me, I’m damn good. But there’s one woman that isn’t interested. Not again, anyway.
Vince ‘The Invincible’ Stone is every woman’s fantasy…strong, sexy, confident and completely in control. Growing up surrounded by chaos, he’s learned never to get too attached. Love will drag you down. He adores women, treats them well, puts their own needs before his own…for the night anyway. With the biggest fight of his life coming up, his focus should be on training.
When fate brings Vince & Liv back together again, there’s no denying the chemistry is still there. But can Vince erase the old scars their past left behind? Or will Liv hurt him instead?
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Vi Keeland is a native New Yorker with three children that occupy most of her free time, which she complains about often, but wouldn’t change for the world. She is a bookworm and has been known to read her kindle at stop lights, while styling her hair, cleaning, walking, during sporting events, and frequently while pretending to work. She is a boring attorney by day, and an exciting smut author by night!
In this dangerously sexy novel from the New York Times bestselling author of Find You in the Dark, a straight-laced college student meets a handsome but enigmatic stranger who lures her into an underground club scene, where she finds it difficult to resist temptation
Aubrey Duncan understands loss. She knows what rock bottom looks like, and she is determined to crawl back up to the top after the sudden death of her younger sister. She blames herself for her part in the tragedy, convinced that she could have done something, anything, to help her.
In her effort to gain redemption, Aubrey starts fresh at Longwood University and facilitates an addiction support group, hoping she can support someone else in the way she failed her sister. But what she doesn’t count on is an all-consuming fascination with group member Maxx Demelo, a gorgeous, blond, blue-eyed enigma who hides dark secrets behind a carefully constructed mask. He only reveals what he wants others to see. But Aubrey glimpses another Maxx hidden below the surface—a Maxx who is drowning in his own personal hell.
As Aubrey and Maxx develop an attraction too intense to ignore, he pulls her into the dark underbelly of the city club scene, where she is torn by her desire to save him and an inexplicable urge to join him in his downward spiral. Worst of all, she is beginning to love everything she should run away from—a man who threatens to ignite in her a fire that could burn her alive…
♥ EXCERPT ♥
I stared harder at the picture, uncomfortable with the odd sense of familiarity I felt. Looking at the woman’s graceful yet agonized form, I felt as though I should recognize her.
Bothered by my increasing disquiet, I stood up and walked closer. This was not your typical campus painting of daffodils and laughing students. I had seen this particular kind of art several times before. I leaned in to try to see the details in the poor lighting. And there it was- the tiny patterns on the woman’s dress composed of dozens of Xs.
I didn’t notice any numbers or words in this picture, though, so I didn’t understand what its intent was. It was my understanding that X’s paintings held the clues to the location of the club, Compulsion. But this picture seemed to have nothing to do with that.
This was a painting created for some other purpose.
“So what do you think?”
I looked over my shoulder to find Maxx standing behind me. I turned back to the picture, not bothering to answer him. The truth was, my outburst in the group had left me feeling raw and vulnerable, and seeing him so soon after making a gigantic ass of myself was embarrassing.
As he came up beside me, the sleeves of our jackets brushed against each other. Maxx inclined his head toward the painting and asked me again, “Well, what do you think of it?”
I shrugged, not really in the mood for small talk. My pounding head couldn’t handle a go-around with the group Romeo. I started to walk away from him when he grabbed hold of my arm.
“Wait, Aubrey. Please.” It was that word that did it. Please. It was uttered softly and sincerely. And it held me as fast and surely as if he had put his arms around me.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
The New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of Contemporary and Paranormal romance including The Find You in the Dark and Bad Rep series as well as the upcoming stand alone romance, Reclaiming the Sand, and a dark new adult series for Gallery Books.
A. Meredith spent ten years as a counselor for at risk teens and children. First working at a Domestic Violence/Sexual Assault program and then later a program for children with severe emotional and mental health issues. Her former clients and their stories continue to influence every aspect of her writing.
When not writing (or being tortured with all manner of beauty products at the hand of her very imaginative and extremely girly daughter), she is eating chocolate, watching reality television that could rot your brain and reading a smutty novel or two.
A. Meredith is represented by Michelle Johnson with the Inklings Literary Agency.
Katy knows the world changed the night the Luxen came.
She can’t believe Daemon welcomed his race or stood by as his kind threatened to obliterate every last human and hybrid on Earth. But the lines between good and bad have blurred, and love has become an emotion that could destroy her—could destroy them all.
Daemon will do anything to save those he loves, even if it means betrayal.
They must team with an unlikely enemy if there is any chance of surviving the invasion. But when it quickly becomes impossible to tell friend from foe, and the world is crumbling around them, they may lose everything— even what they cherish most—to ensure the survival of their friends…and mankind.
War has come to Earth. And no matter the outcome, the future will never be the same for those left standing.
♥ EXCERPT ♥
I still stared at Daemon, completely aware that everyone else except him was watching me. Closely. But why wouldn’t he look at me? A razor-sharp panic clawed at my insides. No. This couldn’t be happening. No way. My body was moving before I even knew what I was doing.
From the corner of my eye, I saw Dee shake her head and one of the Luxen males step forward, but I was propelled by an inherent need to prove that my worst fears were not coming true.
After all, he’d healed me, but then I thought of what Dee had said, of how Dee had behaved with me. What if Daemon was like her? Turned into something so foreign and cold? He would’ve healed me just to make sure he was okay.
I still didn’t stop. Please, I thought over and over again. Please. Please. Please. On shaky legs, I crossed the long room, and even though Daemon hadn’t seemed to even acknowledge my existence, I walked right up to him, my hands trembling as I placed them on his chest.
“Daemon?” I whispered, voice thick.
His head whipped around, and he was suddenly staring down at me. Our gazes collided once more, and for a second I saw something so raw, so painful in those beautiful eyes. And then his large hands wrapped around my upper arms. The contact seared through the shirt I wore, branding my skin, and I thought—I expected—that he would pull me against him, that he would embrace me, and even though nothing would be all right, it would be better.
Daemon’s hands spasmed around my arms, and I sucked in an unsteady breath.
His eyes flashed an intense green as he physically lifted me away from him, setting me back down a good foot back.
I stared at him, something deep in my chest cracking. “Daemon?”
He said nothing as he let go, one finger at a time, it seemed, and his hands slid off my arms. He stepped back, returning his attention to the man behind the desk.
“So . . . awkward,” murmured the redhead, smirking.
I was rooted to the spot in which I stood, the sting of rejection burning through my skin, shredding my insides like I was nothing more than papier-mâché.
“I think someone was expecting more of a reunion,” the Luxen male behind the desk said, his voice ringing with amusement. “What do you think, Daemon?”
One shoulder rose in a negligent shrug. “I don’t think anything.”
My mouth opened, but there were no words. His voice, his tone, wasn’t like his sister’s, but like it had been when we first met. He used to speak to me with barely leashed annoyance, where a thin veil of tolerance dripped from every word. The rift in my chest deepened. For the hundredth time since the Luxen arrived, Sergeant Dasher’s warning came back to me. What side would Daemon and his family stand on? A shudder worked its way down my spine. I wrapped my arms around myself, unable to truly process what had just happened.
“And you?” the man asked. When no one answered, he tried again. “Katy?”
I was forced to look at him, and I wanted to shrink back from his stare. “What?” I was beyond caring that my voice broke on that one word.
The man smiled as he walked around the desk. My gaze flickered over to Daemon as he shifted, drawing the attention of the beautiful redhead. “Were you expecting a more personal greeting?” he asked. “Perhaps something more intimate?”
I had no idea how to answer. I felt like I’d fallen into the rabbit hole, and warnings were firing off left and right. Something primal inside me recognized that I was surrounded by predators.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
# 1 NEW YORK TIMES and USA TODAY Bestselling author Jennifer lives in Martinsburg, West Virginia. All the rumors you’ve heard about her state aren’t true. When she’s not hard at work writing. she spends her time reading, working out, watching really bad zombie movies, pretending to write, and hanging out with her husband and her Jack Russell Loki.
Her dreams of becoming an author started in algebra class, where she spent most of her time writing short stories….which explains her dismal grades in math. Jennifer writes young adult paranormal, science fiction, fantasy, and contemporary romance. She is published with Spencer Hill Press, Entangled Teen and Brazen, Disney/Hyperion and Harlequin Teen. Her book Obsidian has been optioned for a major motion picture and her Covenant Series has been optioned for TV.
She also writes adult and New Adult romance under the name J. Lynn. She is published by Entangled Brazen and HarperCollins.
On a personal note: This book has a special something. The author put names of loved ones in the back. The kindness of that touched me. I also was blessed to know one of the people whose names grace the back. He was an amazing man. Bravo Deanna Roy! ♥
Tina would rather sew up her girl parts with dental floss than go on a second date with a man. She’s been dumped enough to know not to get attached.
But when Dr. Darion Marks comes into her art therapy room to ask a favor for a special patient, Tina recognizes the haunted look he buries beneath his stoic professionalism. So rather than be forced to ditch the handsome doctor after a single night, she decides not to date him at all.
So how exactly DO they end up half-naked in Surgical Suite B?
Dr. Darion has a lot to hide. His baby sister is the only family he has left, and he’s not leaving her treatment to some incompetent hack.
But now he’s breaking every hospital rule imaginable. He lied about his sister so he can manage her care, and now he’s banging the art therapy teacher between patient rounds like a fraternity boy at a keg party.
Nobody believes this can end well, not Tina’s friend Corabelle, who is overcoming a tragic history much like Tina’s, or even pink-haired Jenny, who thinks sex with strangers is good for your metabolism.
But Dr. Darion and Tina have one thing going for them – a fierce passion for each other that just might obliterate all their doubts, and solve all their problems.
Forever Sheltered includes many favorite characters from Forever Innocent and Forever Loved, as well as the much-anticipated wedding of Gavin and Corabelle.
It is a standalone HEA that does not require reading any other parts of the Forever series.
♥ EXCERPT ♥
I walked down Tina’s hall late morning, intending just to wave.
But when I got to the window of her art therapy room, she was alone inside. Instead of just walking by, I poked my head in. “Got a second?”
Tina stood up from the box of markers she was wiping down. “Sure.” She tweaked her ponytails, a gesture that made me smile. When she wasn’t all upset, she was damn cute.
The big window made us super visible, so I stood by the door. “I just wanted to see you.”
“How is Cynthia?”
“She’s stable. Low-grade fever, but nothing like yesterday.”
Tina relaxed her clenched hands. “Good, I’m so glad. I was so scared for her.”
“We’ve had worse, actually.”
“I don’t know how you stay so calm.”
I leaned against the door. “That’s what we have to do.” I wanted to hold her close, pull her into me. I thought about asking her down to the empty surgical suite, but that seemed self-indulgent.
Tina tugged on the bottom of her sweater. She had this bohemian chic look today, a fitted ice blue cable knit over a deliberately wrinkly skirt. And the stockings, of course. Blue and beige stripes today. I couldn’t help but wonder if she was wearing a bra.
“Come here,” she said, and headed toward the supply closet.
I glanced back at the window. As soon as I stepped away from the door, I would be visible to passing staffers.
“I won’t sully your sterling reputation,” she said. “Well, not on purpose.”
She opened the door, but the closet was not a walk-in, just a set of shelves.
“I don’t think I’ll fit,” I said, but she grabbed my hand and pulled me behind the open door.
Now I got it. We fit in a triangle of space formed by the corner of the room and the open door. No one could see us now.
I pulled her in tight. For just a moment, I let the stress and fear over Cynthia flow through me. I could feel it, actually allow it to penetrate. How did families without the resources I had manage this? Even though I could control every aspect of her care, I still felt helpless. So much of how a disease progressed was left completely to chance.
I rested my cheek on Tina’s head. She gripped me around the waist, her face buried in my lab coat. Something surged in me, a protectiveness I’d felt for no one but my sister. Damn. She was getting to me.
My finger lifted her chin so she looked up at me. “Can I see you later?” I asked.
She nodded. “Meet me down here when you get free.”
I leaned down to kiss her. Her mouth was paradise, soft and pliant. I intended to keep it simple and light, but within seconds I felt hungry for her. I held her head with both hands and pressed her into me, diving between her lips, tasting her, spearmint and coffee.
I felt lost, running my hands along her body. The sweater was soft and textured. I desperately wanted to know about the bra, a little secret to carry with me through the day. I ran my hand across her breast and felt the nipple harden beneath the sweater. None today. I smiled against her mouth.
Just one touch. One brush of her skin. My hand slid down her side and up under the sweater. I bumped across each rib as I moved up her body. My thumb rested at the base of her breast, rounding the curve. When my palm cupped her, she exhaled against my mouth in a sigh.
Too much. I wanted her so terribly. I had to pull myself away. Get control. I withdrew from her sweater and ran my hand through my hair.
She straightened her clothes. We looked at each other a moment and burst out laughing.
“You’re insane, Dr. Marks,” she said.
“I just suspected you weren’t performing the recommended breast self-exam, Ms. Schwartz,” he said. “I have to look after my patients.”
She pushed me against the wall and pressed against me. “How about testicular exams? Should we add those in? I’m not very skilled, but I make up for it in enthusiasm.”
God. I was rock hard. Thank goodness for the lab coat. “I can’t get enough of you,” I said.
Tina’s expression was soft and easy, a gentle smile. “We’ll meet up later.”
I pushed away from the wall. “I look forward to it.”
She peeked around the door. “All clear.” She pushed it back around until it closed. “Thank you for your concern about my mammary health.”
“Anything that keeps you proactive.” I couldn’t stop smiling as I headed for the hall. Then I stopped and turned around. “I might have to send you text messages reminding you of the body parts you should take particular care with, or I will need to examine them.”
She sat back down at the table, resuming her marker cleaning. “Then I just might have to tell you which of my body parts should be at the top of the list.”
I swallowed hard. I was done for with this one. And the way Cynthia felt about her too – I had never been this involved, ever. And we’d been on one date. One mostly failed date.
I opened the door to head back to my rounds. But I’m pretty sure a big part of me stayed behind.
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Deanna Roy is a passionate advocate for women who have lost babies. She founded PregnancyLoss.Info in 1998 and runs many online and in-person support groups. She is the author of several two-hankie reads, including Forever Innocent, Stella & Dane, and Baby Dust.