Putting in some serious overtime

The excerpt for OVERTIME IN THE BOSS'S BED (May 2010) won't be up on my website until next week, so thought I'd give you a little preview here.

The bronze god was naked.
Gloriously, eye-poppingly naked, every muscle flexing and bunching and glistening as he carried a tray laden with cocktails and champagne flutes through the crowd.
"You can close your jaw now, before it hits the floor."
Starr Merriday blinked once, twice, the spell broken as she tore her reluctant gaze away from the waiter and...