The Ghost Wore Denim
February 13, 2016
Having a ghost in the background might be an odd choice for Valentine's Day weekend, but here we are. I think anytime two people meet and fall in love is special. It's their very own Valentine's Day.
So here are seven sexy paragraphs from The Ghost Wore Denim for this My Sexy Saturday.
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“No.” He gave me a lazy grin and pressed his knee a little harder against my leg. “Just something I learned from my high school history teacher and never forgot.”
“I imagine it also holds true in your job as a police officer. Especially when you’re dealing with conflicting witness statements.”
“You got that right. Half a dozen witnesses can result in half a dozen different stories.”
The lights dimmed and the speakers buzzed a split second before the music started. It was an old classic—soft, sultry and aimed at getting those interested, in the mood for a little closer contact. “You like to dance?” Colin inquired.
“Depends who’s doing the asking.”
“Me.” He pushed back his chair, got to his feet and reached for my hand. “You’ll like it. I promise.”
The moment we stepped onto the floor and Colin positioned me firmly against his body, any doubts I may have had as to his intentions were made crystal clear. He wanted me and the feeling was one-hundred-percent mutual. He was right. This was exactly what I liked. And when his lips brushed mine and I felt his arousal pressing hard against me. I liked it enough to reconsider my position on taking things slow and easy.
The Ghost Wore Denim
Available now at http://www.amberquill.com/store/p/2044-The-Ghost-Wore-Denim.aspx
This title is going out of print for awhile, so get your copy now!
KC Kendricks
http://www.kckendricks.com
www.twitter.com/kckendricks
Having a ghost in the background might be an odd choice for Valentine's Day weekend, but here we are. I think anytime two people meet and fall in love is special. It's their very own Valentine's Day.
So here are seven sexy paragraphs from The Ghost Wore Denim for this My Sexy Saturday.
* * *
“No.” He gave me a lazy grin and pressed his knee a little harder against my leg. “Just something I learned from my high school history teacher and never forgot.”
“I imagine it also holds true in your job as a police officer. Especially when you’re dealing with conflicting witness statements.”
“You got that right. Half a dozen witnesses can result in half a dozen different stories.”
The lights dimmed and the speakers buzzed a split second before the music started. It was an old classic—soft, sultry and aimed at getting those interested, in the mood for a little closer contact. “You like to dance?” Colin inquired.
“Depends who’s doing the asking.”
“Me.” He pushed back his chair, got to his feet and reached for my hand. “You’ll like it. I promise.”
The moment we stepped onto the floor and Colin positioned me firmly against his body, any doubts I may have had as to his intentions were made crystal clear. He wanted me and the feeling was one-hundred-percent mutual. He was right. This was exactly what I liked. And when his lips brushed mine and I felt his arousal pressing hard against me. I liked it enough to reconsider my position on taking things slow and easy.
The Ghost Wore Denim
Available now at http://www.amberquill.com/store/p/2044-The-Ghost-Wore-Denim.aspx
This title is going out of print for awhile, so get your copy now!
KC Kendricks
http://www.kckendricks.com
www.twitter.com/kckendricks
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