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| BY THE LIGHT OF THE MOON Journalist Harley McKinnon is too loyal for her own good. Why else would she agree to one last assignment on a mysterious adults only resort? Her sexy neighbor is just what she needs to complete her cover--if she can handle it. Pretending to be involved with Cole won’t be a problem, but keeping her heart intact when the charade ends might be a different story. Cole Windsor has been fighting his attraction to Harley for months, and no one is more surprised than him when he agrees to accompany her. An island fling could be exactly what he needs to get her out of his system and move on. But as it turns out, their island paradise caters to a unique crowd. Werewolves. And there is that little secret Cole’s been keeping from Harley… EXCERPT Determined to find anything in the room to focus on besides the man still too close for any peace of mind, Harley started to unpack. “Maybe we should establish some ground rules.” “Ground rules,” he echoed, following her to the bed where she’d left her suitcase. Was that annoyance she detected in his voice? “Yeah, I mean we don’t want to get…awkward or anything.” Anything meaning get too attached to him. His lips twitched. “So what did you have in mind?” Space. Lots of it. Harley grabbed a stack of folded clothes and moved away from him. “Well, for starters I think we should save the affectionate displays for when we’re around other people.” Cole stayed on her heels, closing the dresser drawer after she slid her clothes inside. He planted a palm on the edge of the wood. “Like the kissing.” Harley’s heart thumped, his sensually charged proximity disturbing her in every way. “Right,” she managed. He eased closer, his voice softening. “But don’t you think we need to look…comfortable with each other?” She swallowed past the sudden dryness in her throat. “Why wouldn’t we look comfortable?” “You froze up on the plane when I kissed you.” Her chin shot up. “I did not. Besides, you caught me off guard. I wasn’t expecting it.” “But that’s the thing, you have to be expecting it. Which is why a little practice might be in order.” His arms encircled her, the warmth from his palm burning into her lower back. “Practice?” His other hand trailed across her waist to her hip, his fingers gently massaging. “You can’t be so jumpy around me.” “I am not jumpy.” Cole leaned in and scuffed his jaw across her cheek. Harley shuddered. “See,” Cole whispered against her hair. “Jumpy.” “That wasn’t jumpy, that was…” She broke off as his mouth slid down her neck. Deliciously persuasive lips seared a hot path to her collarbone. Catching her chin in his palm, he tipped her head back. “You were saying,” he prompted. She was? Right. She was about to say-- Cole kissed her and her world spun inward. Harley clung to him as his tongue pushed past her lips. She moaned, sinking her fingers into his shoulder. The rich masculine taste of him as he deepened the kiss made her want the two of them naked. Now. His arousal brushed her belly, and instinctively Harley rubbed against him, dragging a tortured groan from Cole in the process. His hands tightened around her waist before inching upwards. At the edge of her halter-top, his fingers teased her exposed midsection then slid beneath the stretchy fabric. The pad of his thumb skimmed the underside of her breast. His mouth caught the shaky moan that rose in her throat. She had never been more turned on and he was doing little more than teasing his thumb across her skin. Harley stretched up on her toes and pressed herself against him. The soft ache between her thighs intensified at the tantalizing contact. Cole growled deep in his throat, turning to press her against the dresser. He worked his wicked mouth along the column of her throat, nipping gently before stroking the same places with his tongue. When her body felt ready to burst into flames she grabbed his chin and pulled him back to her mouth. Seconds later--maybe minutes--she drew back and rested her forehead against his chest. “See, not jumpy.” Get a Sneak Peek at Chapter One! Reviews "I greatly enjoyed this short story and plan to keep Ms. Somers on my radar screen." - Just Erotic Romance Reviews "It’s fun, it’s fast and it’s hot..." - The Romance Studio |
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