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Festive Frenzy: A Gift of the Goddess by Bryn Colvin

Title of Work A Gift of the Goddess
Author Name Bryn Colvin
Buy Link http://www.loveyoudivine.com/index.php?main_page=document_product_info&cPath=2&products_id=439

Blurb: Tamarisk went to Avebury in search of a miracle. What she found in the Druid celebration there was a very sexy man. When a sudden snowfall makes the drive home impossible, Tamarisk knows her goddess is watching over her. Can one night in Caddellyn's camper van give her everything she needs?


Excerpt
The offer was just too tempting to refuse, and with the snowstorm threatening, it did seem more sensible to stay. Outside the van, the snow fell, blanketing the land.

Tamarisk ventured out after their meal to see how things looked. Her hair and eyes filled with snow, and she could see that a good two inches had already fallen. Looking at the state of the nearby road, she knew that driving back to Bristol would be beyond her. The prospect of a cold night in her car held no appeal. She might as well ask if she could sleep on Caddellyn's floor-at least he had heating, and might be able to spare her a blanket.

"What's it doing out there?" Caddellyn asked as she returned to the warmth of his mobile home.

"It's sticking. I don't know what I'm going to do."

"Stay with me."

His words sent a shiver of possibility down her spine. Stay with him. In this little van. She hadn't even had to ask.

"I'll sleep on the floor," he added.

"No, I couldn't accept that."

He turned from her, closing the curtains across the windscreen to shut out the night. The air seemed thick with tension, and Tamarisk had no idea how best to proceed. She wanted this man, wanted his strong looking hands on her body and his generous mouth pressed to hers. That might not be on offer, and she didn't want to do or say anything awkward after he'd been so good to her. He turned back to face her, his expression searching.

"You're in trouble, and I don't want to take advantage of your predicament," he said. "The bed's freely offered."

"You wouldn't be taking advantage," she said, hardly daring to breathe.

When she saw the delighted smile blossom on his face, Tamarisk took a step closer to him. Caddellyn opened his arms in an irresistible invitation to move nearer still. Tamarisk twined herself around him, pressing closer as she tilted her head back. Lips brushed against hers, tentative at first, but as she responded, his tongue teased at her. Lust flared, burning bright and fierce. She had desired him from her first sight of him. Now that his tongue moved so persuasively in her mouth, she wanted nothing more than to throw her clothes off and offer every last part of her body to him.

Caddellyn pushed her back against the small work surface, his hands covering her breasts, his kisses deep and searing. Fumbling with his clothes, Tamarisk found her way beneath them to his skin, running her palms over his warm, muscular back.

"What say we share the bed?" she whispered into his ear.

"Are you sure?"

"Utterly."

* * *
Are you in need of a pagan alternative for the festive period? A Gift of the Goddess is a midwinter story, with snow, ritual and unexpected passion!
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Let's Get Crafty: Make a Tampon Angel!

Yes, that's right: this fluffy little darling is made from a tampon. Why, what did YOU think they were used for? (You stuck them WHERE? Gee, that's kinky!)
The Tampon Angel comes to us courtesy of TamponCrafts.com, and you can read all the instructions to make your own sanitary saint at http://www.tamponcrafts.com/angel.html
While you're visiting the crafty darlings at TamponCrafts, I highly recommend you check out the Tampon Toupee (listed under Father's Day crafts, of course) and maybe mosey on over to the Tampon Blowgun and make a tampon shooter the whole family can enjoy!
Everybody loves a homemade gift, right? It's so...personal!
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Festive Frenzy: Perfect Christmas by DC Juris

Title of Work: "Perfect Christmas"Author Name DC Juris Buy Link http://www.breathlesspress.com/erotic/perfect-christmas.html
BLURB:
Depressed and lonely, Evan has nothing to look forward to on Christmas but his TV dinner and store-bought cookies, while his lover, Drake, spends the holiday traveling for business. But a special delivery changes everything, and Evan finds himself in the middle of a perfect Christmas. Worn out from his stocking stuffer, Evan's not sure how he's going to handle his present, but when Drake reveals that Evan's gift is a threesome with none other than their hunky friend Mike, Evan summons the energy!

EXCERPT:

Evan waited in line at Pierce's, the only store open on Christmas Day in the sleepy, coastal town of Ormond Bay, absorbing the chaos as people hurried up and down aisles in search of forgotten holiday necessities. Across the store, a lady frantically called for help from a clerk, begging him to tell her they hadn't sold the last of the cranberries, and wailing about how she couldn't make the perfect meal without them. In front of Evan, a man dressed in a suit and tie tossed down a fifty, told the cashier to keep the change, and ran out the door with two frozen pies.

Evan emptied the contents of his basket—a motley assortment of store-brand frozen dinners, cookies, soups, and canned fruit—and frowned, feeling rather frumpy in the mix of brightly dressed people and festive, almost garish, decorations of the store. He ran a hand absent-mindedly through his hair, remembering only just then he'd neglected to gel and spike it this morning. Not to mention that he also hadn't bothered to get the red tips recolored. Above his dark roots, the tips looked more gray than anything else. Fabulous. It didn't help that he was probably the only person walking around without a tan.

"That'll be seventeen fifty."

He dug into the pocket of his sweatpants and pulled forth his wallet, handed over a crisp twenty-dollar bill with a sigh. Even his money was snazzier than him.

"Merry Christmas, Mister Connor!" The bubbly cashier beamed up at him from under her picture perfect, curly blonde bangs, but Evan just scowled as he grabbed up bag of groceries and walked away to trudge out the door and back down the street for home. Outside, even the bright Florida sun couldn't dispel his dreary mood.

Christmas, huh? Bah! Humbug! What did he have to be cheerful about, anyhow? Watching reruns of stupid movies over his microwaved TV dinner of Salisbury steak again? Dodging phone calls from his mother and other assorted supposedly well-meaning relatives whose main questions seemed to be where was his lover, Drake, and when was Evan going to stop putting up with that man's schedule and find someone who appreciated him? Spending yet another Christmas alone, while Drake jetted around the state with the annoying millionaire boss?

Evan sighed. Trouble was, Drake did appreciate him; Drake only worked so hard so that he didn't have to, so he could pursue his artwork. And he knew Drake felt just as bad as he did about missing out on holidays, but Drake's boss had made it quite clear in the initial interview that she expected her men, as she called them, to be at her beck and call, regardless of the time of day or night. Or year. But the money? The money was very, very good. And they were young now, only in their twenties. They had the rest of their lives to spend holidays together, didn't they?

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Festive Frenzy: Knowing it by Hart by CB Conwy

Title: Knowing it by Hart
Author: CB Conwy
Buy link: http://www.torquerebooks.com/index.php?main_page=product_info&products_id=2952

Blurb:

Brit's life is exactly how he wants it: Neat, ordered, and disciplined. The way it needs to be if anybody is going to take a thirty-two year old CEO seriously. If that means being so discreet that you're basically in the closet, then so be it.

Then, at a charity dinner, he meets the good Mr. Hart. A very drunken Mr. Hart. Who gives Brit the kiss of his life. That's all that happens, of course; Brit has got a reputation to protect. Only, he can't get Mr. Hart out of his head, and he realizes that it might be time to make some changes.

Excerpt:

"It's all about sex."

The words carried very well through the lull in the conversation, and Brit couldn't help turning in his chair after the speaker's voice. It wasn't exactly what you expected at the annual contributor's Christmas dinner at the Symphony, after all.

The voice belonged to a man in his thirties, well dressed but with the subtly shoddy air of someone having had just one too many. The man's inebriation didn't do anything to diminish his good looks. Very good looks, in fact, the light brown hair was almost the same color as his eyes and he had the sweetest smile on his face.

And Brit was being entirely too obvious in his gawping. Discretion was more important to him than almost anything else.

He wasn't the only one being somewhat too open, though.

"Now, take the Rite of Spring. That's about a fertility ritual, and at the premiere, you couldn't even hear the music over the booing. If something's too sexy for Paris, then it's damn sexy." The last couple of words were a bit slurred, and the speaker was looming slightly to one side where his dinner partner, an elderly lady with an aristocratic air, had a hard time concealing the slightly uneasy look on her face.

"I must admit to being rather more interested in Haydn than Stravinsky, Mr. Hart." Her tone was polite. She must have incredibly good manners.

"Yes! Haydn." It didn't deter the inebriated speaker in the slightest to have his subject changed. "Do you know the Farewell Symphony, Mrs. Campbell?"

"Oh, yes." Poor Mrs. Campbell sounded relieved. "It's a charming piece of music; so very moving when the musicians leave one by one. The Symphony played it a couple of years back when the financial circumstances threatened a cut to the orchestra. But I believe that was before your time, Mr. Hart. How long have you been writing the program notes now?"

The valiant attempt at changing the subject was completely lost on Mr. Hart. "That symphony is about sex, too."

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Remember the "Buy Nothing Christmas"?

There's a movement I've been in love with for many Christmases now (I think their website's been around for nearly ten years) called "Buy Nothing Christmas."
"Buy Nothing Christmas" was started by Canadian Mennonites (they're like Canada's version of the Amish) as a counter-culture, pacifistic protest against over-consumption.
It pretty much means what it sounds like it means: this Christmas, instead of buying stuff...just...don't.
Yes, yes, yes, easier said than done, I know, but that's why their website has a list of alternatives to purchasing over-priced crap. And, okay, you don't have to dump Christmas shopping altogether. The buynothingchristmas.org website has a page called "Alternatives" which I highly recommend to absolutely everybody. It has some great ideas from people like YOU about good gift-giving ideas that are beneficial to the global community and the planet. (And to you, because you'll feel good about spending your money on stuff that wasn't manufactured by thirteen-year-old Chinese girls who'd already been working fifteen hours straight. If we knew the processes that went into the manufacture of all the crap we pay a pittance for at the dollar store, we'd all go home and self-flagellate in shame!)
But before I get preachy about all this (HA!) let me share some great ideas from the Buy Nothing Christmas website:
Perhaps an alternative to department stores is Ten Thousand Villages which provides vital, fair income to Third World artisans by marketing their handicrafts and telling their stories in North America. This alternative emphasizes the fair distribution of wealth while still in a consumerism context. — Shalom, Carl Give something you don't use any more. A sweater that you only wore once; a set of drinking glasses you forgot you owned. Clean them up and give them as gifts. I have found all sorts of things in my apartment that I have no need for, but know someone who would appreciate and enjoy it! — Jessica Plant plants, now, to give for Christmas. Herbs, in particular. This is one way to always be present in your loved one's days for a while to come. — jeela Babysitting coupons for the new parents. Grow your own veggies, can or freeze them and give them away at Christmas/Solstice. Spend more time with your family and friends...when you're dead you won't be able to. Decide as a family to work less hours, spend less and have more time together. Shovel the sidewalk for your neighbour. Plant trees. — Lee Those are some kick-ass ideas, don't you think? When I have received plants that the giver planted and grew, I've tried extra-hard not to kill them. (Unsuccessfully, but still...) And it may sound strange, but I LOVE getting recycled gifts, like in Jessica's suggestions up there. Items that belonged to somebody else have a story behind them.
Anyhoo, there are dozens more suggestions at http://www.buynothingchristmas.org/alternatives and I highly recommend checking it out!
Happy Holiday!Giselle

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Festive Frenzy: Christmas Stalking by Selena Kitt

Title of Work: Christmas Stalking
Author Name: Selena Kitt
Buy Link: http://excessica.com/store/catalog/product_info.php?manufacturers_id=14&products_id=491&osCsid=89b3b53e83e11dc45e9d6f685648ef4a

Blurb:
Alone and on the run, Ginny is desperate to stay one step ahead of danger while still trying to protect her sister and her sister's boys. Forced from her home and holding the key to a horrible secret, Ginny is haunted by her memories and pursued by a man who will stop at nothing to regain his control over her. The appearance of a mysterious man in her time of greatest need forces Ginny to decide whether she will take the chance to trust this handsome stranger.

Excerpt:

She woke up floating on a cloud, her body aching but resting on something so soft it was unimaginable. Her eyes focused and she realized she must be in someone's home. She was lying on a sofa and there was a television, a coffee table, all the usual living room amenities, along with a Christmas tree in the corner and one stocking hung on the fireplace mantle. She could hear someone talking and, for a moment, couldn't remember anything that had happened.

"Yeah, I have her here now. I'm gonna see if I can get her to come in without any hassle," he was saying.

She sat bolt upright, suddenly remembering everything.

She scanned the room for her backpack and coat and found them in a corner. The world slipped a little as she stood. Steadying herself on the arm of a chair, she moved toward her things. She had to get out of here before Patrick showed up.

The stranger had moved further into the kitchen and his voice was muffled now. She strained to hear. Was he calling more cops? Worse, was he calling Patrick? She shivered, sure it was the latter as she shrugged on her coat and shouldered her backpack, easing toward the front door.

"Hey! Hey there! Hold on!"

She heard him call out as she turned the knob. She pulled, but found the deadbolt locked.

He caught up to her in three quick strides, and as she unlocked the deadbolt and pulled open the door, he pressed his hand flat against it and shut it again. "Where do you think you're going?"

She moved around him, starting toward the kitchen. "Anywhere but here!"

"Listen, you have to stay." He caught up to her again, moving in front of her and blocking the entryway with his body.

"Like hell I do!" She shoved at him, but it was like trying to move a brick wall, and her head and mouth throbbed with the effort. "What for? So you and Patrick can finish what those two started? I don't think so, asshole! Now get out of my way!"

"Patrick? Who the hell is Patrick?" The genuine look of confusion on his face stopped her for a moment.

"Do they give you acting lessons in private dick school?" she snarled, turning away from him and running toward the front door.

"We can't keep doing this running thing all night." Exasperated, he caught up with her again, stepping in front of the door before she could reach it.

"Then get out of my way."

"What are you running from? What are you running to?"

She swallowed hard, her throat burning, her voice shaking. "If you had any idea what I was running from, you never would've told him where I am. Now get out of my way, before I call the real cops!" She ducked under his arm, pulling at the door, but was no match for the weight of him pressed against it.

"Listen to me!" He grabbed her arms and pulled her toward him. "I'm trying to help you. That's all I want to do!"

"If you want to help, then let me go," she pleaded. "Please, whatever he's told you, none of it is true. You can't let him find me. I'm begging you."

The tears were coming and she couldn't stop them, although she tried hard. She even bit down on her bruised and swollen lip, hoping the pain might be a distraction.

He shook his head at her. "Who? What are you talking about?"

"Oh, come on, you know who!" She pulled away from him and ran, she didn't care anymore where to. "The guy you were just talking to on the phone!"

This time when he reached her, he enfolded her, wrapping his arms around her from behind, grabbing her wrists and crossing them over. He held her that way for some time, not speaking, just waiting for her to stop struggling. When her breath began to slow a little and she relaxed against his bulk, he spoke, "I'm going to tell you something, and I want you to listen. Then I'm going to ask you a question, and you're going to answer me. Do you understand?"

He waited for her to nod, which she did reluctantly, before going on.

"My name is Nick Santos. I'm a real cop, not a private detective. The phone call was to the station about the assault I'd just witnessed. Did you see my badge? I assure you it's quite real. You can call them back to check it out if you want to."

She relaxed a little at these words, not sure what to believe.

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HUGE GIVEAWAY!

In honor of the release of Baumgartner Generations: Henry, Selena Kitt is having an awesome giveaway!

To enter this contest, ALL you have to do is sign up for the newsletter! Easy-peasy!

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This contest runs from November 15 until December 15, 2010.

Winners will be announced on December 16, 2010 on Selena's blog

YOU CAN WIN ONE OF TWO BIG PRIZES, three smaller prizes, or possibly an even bigger THIRD PRIZE!

WINNER ONE: An autographed copy of every print book in the Baumgartner series so far (including Babysitting the Baumgartners, A Baumgartner Reunion, Baumgartner Generations: Janie and the latest Baumgartner Generations: Henry

OR

WINNER TWO: The Sex Toy Package – a customized pink lady, black case, vortex ribbed Fleshlight (http://www.fleshlight.com) (just like the one Henry used in the book!) along with plenty of lube and an autographed copy of Baumgartner Generations: Henry

THREE RUNNER UP WINNERS will win an autographed PRINT copy of Baumgartner Generations: Henry!

POSSIBLE WINNER THREE:

If ANY of the Baumgartner books make it into the top 100 on Amazon during this contest period, I will give away ANOTHER Sex Toy Package along with a $25 Amazon gift card to that lucky winner!

(Selena will be watching the Baumgartner books but if she missed it and you see one of them go into the top 100, email her at selenakittyn at yahoo dot com with a screen capture!)

The Sex Toy Package includes a customized pink lady, black case, vortex ribbed Fleshlight (http://www.fleshlight.com) (just like the one Henry used in the book!) along with plenty of lube and an autographed copy of Baumgartner Generations: Henry and a $25 Amazon Gift Card!

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Festive Frenzy: By Any Other Name by G.R. Richards

Naughty: By Any Other Nameby G.R. RichardsBuy Link: http://www.torquerebooks.com/index.php?main_page=product_info&products_id=2949
Blurb:
Patrick and James spend every night together, and they don't even know each other's names. For years now, folksy storyteller Patrick O'Hara has been coming home to his laptop and logging on to the GayCamGuyz website. Every evening, he tunes in to a different feed. He never watches the same hot guy twice...until he stumbles across a lonely guy he calls "G." From a mere voyeur, Patrick quickly becomes a chatter, and as he and G develop an affinity that goes beyond the physical, Patrick even hooks up a webcam of his own.

Now it's December and Patrick is knee-deep in his annual Christmas reading tour. He's never admitted to G that he is the renowned Patrick O'Hara. When G shows up unannounced at Patrick's hotel room on Christmas Eve, it's time to end the white lies. Can Patrick handle the pressure when he meets his GayCamGuy in the flesh?
Excerpt:

The room was dark, aside from the city lights glimmering in through the windows. Letting the door slam behind him, he walked across the carpet until his nose met the cold glass. He set his palms against the window and stared at the Christmas lights strung up on the streetlamps below. No snow on the ground. Too bad. It was never really Christmas without snow. Of course, for Patrick, it was never really Christmas at all. How could it be? He spent every holiday season touring his Christmas Show across the country, reading his cute little stories in city after city, town after town, to enrich the Christmases of every man, woman, and child in the audience.

Then he came home to an empty hotel room. Even today, Christmas Eve, he was alone. He had shows every day in December -- except tomorrow. Christmas was his one day off and he had no one to spend it with.

Cracking open the Merlot his manager had sent up, Patrick poured himself a glass and settled in to the stiff chair near the coffee table. He flipped his laptop open and waited for the wifi signal to light up. Before even checking emails, he opened up a private browser and typed in GayCamGuyz.com. Yes, it would be easier to bookmark the damn site, but he couldn't take the chance of somebody else using his computer and finding it full of gay porn. Patrick knew how to be discrete, even in this technological age.

Every night, after every show, in whatever city or town he happened to find himself,

he returned to his hotel room and his current crush. Was it pathetic for a grown man so established in a successful career to spend his nights prowling the internet? No, not prowling. He wasn't a predator. He was more of awatcher. At least, he'd been nothing more until he came across G.

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Quick Six TNG with Nerine Petros

Quick Six TNG with Nerine Petros
1. What does "vanilla" mean to you?

Missionary...or something along those lines. The very basic positions in the no pants matress dance, or the very basic plot to a story, kind of like a teenage romance. Still sweet, we all must start, and sometimes even return, somewhere.

2. Is there any moment from your life that you remember in slow motion?

The day I met my husband when he walked through the door of our science classroom.

3. What's the most unsettling movie you've ever seen?

Deep Impact - I still have nightmares about giant space rocks hitting our house and I saw this movie when I was 12.

4. If you had to get a tattoo on your face, what would you want it to
look like?

hmmm, well, I hate needles, so that's a good start. But if I had to get something done, these things are for life, so it would be something small cause I still hate needles. Honestly, I think I'd get a beauty mark or something that would identify me after death. Sounds morbid, but I've watched too many shows, and read too many books, where a tattoo or scar has been the only identifier ;).

5. How many monkeys jumping on the bed?

Ooh, I like questions like this!! This one makes me think of Willa Okati's book, Room for One More. Very well written story considering the fact it had 5 male lead characters from the first book, Big Enough for Five, and Willa then adds one more! I guess, then, my answer is 6.

6. Which of the books or stories you've written is your favourite?

*laughs*. I only have Shifting Perspectives Book One published, but I like Shifting Perspectives Book Two the best. Only because the more I seem to write, the better it gets, or at least, it feels that way!
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A Christmas Unmiracle

I still believe in karma. I do. But after today's event, I also think pigeons are evil.
Since October, I've been complaining about the lack of snow. I love winter. Snow is my friend. So, when today I woke up to a downy-white city I threw on my boots and went out for a walk.
So, I'm walking down the sidewalk and what do I come upon? Garbage! That's right: human litter all over the beautiful snow. Nothing pisses me off quite like this brand of laziness, rudeness, and disrespect for both the planet and the community.
What do I do? I scoop it right up, of course. I bend down, pick up that litter, and take off down the sidewalk intent upon tossing it in the next garbage can I spot.
Well, I didn't get two steps forward before I was bombarded--and we are talking BOMBARDED--by like 40 pigeons. I felt it, man. And when I looked down, I was downright covered in crap. It wasn't merely all over my coat, hat, and mitts. No, no, no. That would have let me off too easy. Because my hands were upturned to hold my big stack of garbage, pigeon shit managed to find its way INSIDE the cuffs of my jacket too. YAY!
Now I'm walking down the street, carrying garbage in my arms, and covered in crap. And cursing the pigeons.
I admit, the first thought to run through my mind was, "Karma, my ass! I try to do something beneficial and this is the thanks I get?"
But, you know what? That's just the way it is sometimes. SOMETIMES you do something beneficial to the environment or to your community and you still get shit all over. Doesn't mean I'll stop doing it. Whatever you do to lend a helping hand, somebody will come back with criticisms of your actions. It's inevitable.
At least today my only critics were pigeons. (Evil beady-eyes sky rats!)
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Festive Frenzy: Core Deep by Selena Kitt

Title of Work: Core Deep
Author Name: Selena Kitt
Buy Link:http://excessica.com/store/catalog/product_info.php?manufacturers_id=14&products_id=479&osCsid=6921363e7763df515704dc70e155b73e

Blurb:Scientists Mary and Finn are left alone near the Christmas holiday to finish their research—pulling ice cores at the top of the earth. The isolation of the Arctic makes their already irresistible attraction to one another grow even greater, but a profound discovery in the ice serves to melt both their hearts. Note: This story originally appeared in the anthology Quickies.

Excerpt:

"It's everything and nothing all at once." She reached out, opened his fist, and put the test tube in it. He looked down at their hands, and then back at her, his eyes searching. "It's an infinite source. What else, Finn? What else could it be?"

He opened his mouth to deny it, she knew him well enough to know, but she pressed her fingertips to his lips, shaking her head. "Don't think. Just feel. Hold it in your hand and feel it."

It was an incredibly unscientific request, but he swallowed and did as she asked. Shaking his head, looking pained, she knew he was struggling with the part of him that required facts, proof. He had them now in his very hand, and still his mind wanted to deny it. She searched his face as he opened his eyes and knew which part of him had won.

"It's everything. It's nothing." His voice actually trembled and she nodded, silently agreeing. "It's limitless power. For good or evil, that's what this means."

The idea was thrilling, beyond words, and she naively mused aloud for a moment. "In the right hands..."

Finn shook his head, his eyes flashing. "In the wrong ones..."

The endless possibility of that thought hung there between them. Mary closed her eyes with the weight of it, leaning her head back against the wall. She felt like crying, laughing, screaming. It was in her, everything at once, almost too much to bear.

"Are you okay?" His hand was warm on her forehead and she wanted to turn her face to it, encourage him to touch her, to bridge the gap. "Fever?"

"No." She opened her eyes, watching his hand fall to his lap. "Just...it's..." She shrugged, unable to say, but he nodded.

"I know."

This time it was her voice that trembled when she asked, "What are we going to do?"

Finn closed his eyes again, pursed his lips, that pained look briefly crossing his face for a moment before he looked at her and said, "The right thing."

The right thing.

Mary reached for the test tube, meaning to take it from him, set it aside, but he caught her hand, turning it over. She thought he was going to place the substance there, but instead he lifted her palm and kissed it, his breath hot against the sensitive inside of her wrist, his lips impossibly soft.

She stared at him in wonder, daring to ask, "So, just what is the right thing, Finn?"

"Right now?" His eyes searched hers, looking for an answer that had always been there. "Right now, it's this."

There was no resistance in her. She let him lean in and capture her mouth, press her back and then down onto the cot, welcoming the weight of him. She heard the faint "tink" of the test tube hitting the floor and then rolling as they came together on the small confines of her little bed, mouths slanting, tongues seeking heat.

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HUGE GIVEAWAY!

In honor of the release of Baumgartner Generations: Henry, Selena Kitt is having an awesome giveaway!

To enter this contest, ALL you have to do is sign up for the newsletter! Easy-peasy!

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This contest runs from November 15 until December 15, 2010.

Winners will be announced on December 16, 2010 on Selena's blog

YOU CAN WIN ONE OF TWO BIG PRIZES, three smaller prizes, or possibly an even bigger THIRD PRIZE!

WINNER ONE: An autographed copy of every print book in the Baumgartner series so far (including Babysitting the Baumgartners, A Baumgartner Reunion, Baumgartner Generations: Janie and the latest Baumgartner Generations: Henry

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WINNER TWO: The Sex Toy Package – a customized pink lady, black case, vortex ribbed Fleshlight (http://www.fleshlight.com) (just like the one Henry used in the book!) along with plenty of lube and an autographed copy of Baumgartner Generations: Henry

THREE RUNNER UP WINNERS will win an autographed PRINT copy of Baumgartner Generations: Henry!

POSSIBLE WINNER THREE:

If ANY of the Baumgartner books make it into the top 100 on Amazon during this contest period, I will give away ANOTHER Sex Toy Package along with a $25 Amazon gift card to that lucky winner!

(Selena will be watching the Baumgartner books but if she missed it and you see one of them go into the top 100, email her at selenakittyn at yahoo dot com with a screen capture!)

The Sex Toy Package includes a customized pink lady, black case, vortex ribbed Fleshlight (http://www.fleshlight.com) (just like the one Henry used in the book!) along with plenty of lube and an autographed copy of Baumgartner Generations: Henry and a $25 Amazon Gift Card!

Enter and Win!

GOOD LUCK!

Giselle Renarde
Canada just got hotter!

http://freewebs.com/gisellerenarde/