It’s my birthday, but I’m giving you a gift!
I’m celebrating my birthday on October 14 with a 5-day giveaway of Just One Night, my naughty little novella. From October 14-17, you can download Just One Night for FREE! Afterward, if you could leave a brief review, I would appreciate it more than I can say.
How about an excerpt to wet your whistle? Or whatever…
The pair parked themselves at a tiny table at the edge of the piano bar, the first place they’d come to in their search for a cocktail. Katie watched him as he approached the bar and ordered for them. She couldn’t get over how handsome he was, how he’d come outside looking for her. This was exactly what she needed to take her mind off of her man problems back home.
She smiled up at him as he returned to their table carrying a margarita for her and a Scotch for himself. “Cheers,” he said, raising his glass to hers.
“Cheers,” she murmured in return, and she sipped gratefully, counting on the liquid courage her glass offered.
“You know, we’ve gone about this all backwards.” He rested his drink on the table and offered his right hand. “My name is—“
“No! No names,” Katie quickly interrupted.
Mac blinked in surprise. “No names. Why no names?”
“Just…because,” she stammered. “No names, no personal information, we’ll just…keep it casual.”
“Keep it casual.” Mac frowned. “Okay.” He gave her a curious look. “Do you want me to leave?”
She shook her head, red curls swinging. “No, I’d like you to stay.”
He gave a relieved smile. “Good, because I’d like to stay. So…no personal information. Do you want to talk about work?”
“Oh, hell no!”
“Um, how about that weather? That’s some pretty great weather out there tonight.”
Katie laughed lightly. “I don’t mean to be a pain.”
Mac smiled back. “You’re not a pain, exactly. I just have to figure out the rules. And you’re here with three other women?”
“You could see that in the dining room. Where you were staring,” Katie observed.
“You know that because you were staring back,” he countered.
“And you’re here with two other men.”
Mac nodded. “My brothers. Oops! Was that personal?”
“Now you’re making fun.”
He smiled ruefully. “Maybe just a little bit. This is kind of a bachelor party. My kid brother is getting married.”
“A bachelor party?” Katie laughed lightly. “Shouldn’t you be getting back to the debauchery?”
Mac laughed. “Not much debauchery with those two. My older brother’s been married for years and Tommy’s head over heels for his fiancée.” He glanced up at Katie. “Oops! More personal information.”
Katie sighed and sipped her drink. “My friends and I get together for a week every summer. We’ve known each other since high school.”
“There now, that wasn’t so hard, was it?”
Katie nodded firmly. “We’re even, that’s all.” She rested her forearm on the table and toyed with her glass. Mac did the same, and as he did, his arm brushed against hers. She made no effort to move away from him. He intentionally rested his arm against hers, noting the electric charge he felt, wondering if she felt it, too.
Glancing up, he saw that she was watching him intently. “So…you don’t want any personal information. You don’t want to talk about work. You don’t want me to leave.”
Katie shook her head.
“Okay, well we’ve got that settled. What do you want?” He watched her expectantly.
She stared at her glass as she swirled the remainder of her margarita. Her buzz from the dinner wine combined with the icy cocktail made her feel bold. She looked back up at Mac.
“Do you really want to know what I want? I want just one night. Just one night of anonymous, no-holds-barred, red-hot, no-strings-attached sex. That’s what I want.” She fixed him with a challenging stare.
“Whoa,” he breathed, eyes wide.
Katie looked down at her glass again. “Too blunt?”
Mac leaned back in his chair, lips forming an O. “That was blunt, all right, but I can respect that. I’ve gotta ask, though.” He sought out her eyes. “Is there some guy at home waiting for you to come back?”
Katie shook her head. “I’m not cheating on anybody. You?”
He shook his head, too, and laughed humorlessly. “What was it you said earlier? Oh, hell no.”
She lightly stroked his arm as it rested on the table, delighting in the goose bumps that appeared there. Her gaze traveled from there to his lap, which seemed to be taking an interest in the proceedings if the growing mound there was any indication. She shifted her focus, sliding her gaze up his torso to those lips she’d noticed earlier. God, I just want to suck on that lower lip.
She met his eyes again, saw the fire there, and knew it matched her own. “So what do you say?”
“I say, have another margarita. I just need to run to the little shop and pick up some… Well, I didn’t actually expect that I’d need…” He smiled apologetically.
Her voice was soft. “I’ll wait right here.”
He took her hand and gently brushed his lips across her knuckles, gave her a wink, and left the bar.
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