What is romantic? It’s hard to say when something one person finds romantic another doesn’t. So picking a ‘romantic’ snippet for you this week took some time. But then I decided I’d pick a scene that I thought was romantic and for me, a hero who takes care of his heroine is extremely romantic. This snippet is from Singapore Fling. 

Carly Simmons has lusted after her boss for six months. Throwing caution to the wind while on a business trip in Singapore, she suggests a fling. When Saxon takes her up on her offer, Carly gets far more than the conservative businessman she’s expecting.
Saxon Grant is definitely up for a weekend of red-hot sex, but once he gets his hands on Carly he knows a couple of days will never be enough. Months of wanting her explode into a weekend of tangled sheets and twisted emotions.
And after one wild weekend, these two hearts will never be the same.

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With both of them in the tub, the water level was close to the rim, too much moving around and it would overflow. Saxon picked up a washcloth from the bath edge and lathered it with soap. The sweet scent of strawberries drifted around her, tickling her nose and taste buds. The waft of aroma tantalized and teased both senses, making her stomach grumble and reminding her they hadn’t eaten dinner. But with such a yummy man sharing her bath, food was the furthest thing from her mind. There were other appetites more pressing.
Saxon trailed the soft cloth over one shoulder and down the top of her arm. He pulled her hand out of the water and ran the soapy washcloth between her fingers, lavishing each digit with equal attention. After delivering the same decadent care to her palm, he moved up her arm. The slippery slide of foam on the sensitive skin at her elbow sent goose bumps and tingles in all directions. Carly squirmed under his thorough treatment as he finished with her left arm and moved to her right.
From one part of her body to the next, Saxon gave each section the same amount of time and attentiveness. He nudged her forward to wash her back. Using more pressure, he dug into her muscles as he moved over them—working out the knots. Easing her back again he started down her chest. With tender strokes he cleaned her skin, gliding under her chin and over her collarbone. Each caress took him lower toward her breasts but he avoided them. He circled around, over and under, but never quite touched anywhere she was beginning to crave his touch.

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You can find more details on Singapore Fling HERE!  

And the list of authors participating in Snippet Saturday this week:-

Eliza Gayle
Rhian Cahill
Anne Rainey
Jody Wallace
Lissa Matthews
Mari Carr
McKenna Jeffries
Taige Crenshaw
Alison Kent
Delilah Devlin
HelenKay Dimon
Shiloh Walker
Zoë Archer
Lacey Savage
Leah Braemel

Well we’re gone from hot to cold and let me tell you the Sydney weather was listening. *shivers* Anywoo, today’s snippet is from Coyote Whispers, the scene is where an unexpected guest shows up. Enjoy.

 Coyote Hunger series Bk3

“Doc” Gordie has tried to keep Steve McKenna at arm’s length, but the sexy coyote shifter is under her skin, in her blood and in her heart. No matter how much she fears what he makes her feel, she can’t bear to stay away. After he rescues her from a vicious attack, Gordie is helpless to deny the sizzling attraction burning between them.

There hasn’t been a day Steve has not wanted Doc in his bed, but bruised and bloody is not what he had in mind. The need for revenge is riding his coyote—almost as much as his aching desire to finally claim Doc as his own. But that will have to wait. He must first convince Doc the safest place for her is by his side. When a second attack draws them together, suppressed needs explode, leaving no doubt where they both belong. But danger is never far behind and Gordie is forced to make a fatal decision that could destroy all they’ve worked so hard to discover.

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Steve pointed down the driveway. “What is that?”

Dale leaned forward. “You got floodlights?”

“Yeah, let me get the switch.” Steve strode to the other side of his truck and flicked a couple of levers. Light illuminated the entire front yard.

“Shit!” Dale took off running.

“What the fuck?” Steve dropped Doc’s purse and raced after the sheriff.

The new layer of snow on the ground proved difficult to traverse and they slipped and slid their way to the end of the drive. They skidded to a halt as a woman wobbled and lost her footing in the slippery conditions, crumpling beside Dale’s car. At least Steve thought it was a female bundled up under all that snow gear.

He crouched down and gripped her shoulder. “Hey, are you all right?”

“C-c-cold.” Her voice was muffled by the beanie pulled down low on her forehead and the scarf wrapped around to cover what was left of her face, but neither could hide the chattering of her teeth.

Steve pushed the cold, wet material aside. “Recognize her?” he asked Dale.

His friend sucked in a breath as he squatted beside him. “Tatum. It’s Tatum Brant. William’s granddaughter. But she hasn’t been back in the mountain for years.”

“Let’s get her inside out of the weather.” Steve slid his arm around her as best he could with the bulky jacket she wore. He lifted and Dale steadied them as they got to their feet.

One on either side of her, they headed back to the house. She trembled against him and Steve could feel the damp and cold seeping from her clothes to his. It was awkward, she seemed to be wearing a wardrobe full of clothes beneath her thick coat. They reached the garage and crossed to the connecting door where Brogan and Quinn met them.

“Who the hell is that?” Quinn asked.

“Tatum Brant,” Dale answered.

“Where’d she come from?” Brogan asked.

“Bottom of the driveway, she was trying to make it to the house,” Steve said. “Can you go shut the garage door and turn off all the lights, Quinn?”

“Sure.”

“Oh, and Doc’s bag is on the ground near the light switches.”

“Got it.”

Her trembling had turned into bone-rattling shakes by the time Steve guided them into the living room where he and Dale lowered Tatum to the couch. He began removing her wet outerwear and quickly discovered the reason for her bulky mass. The women came in from the kitchen and immediately rushed over.

“Jesus. Is that…” Kat asked.

“Tatum Brant,” Steve said.

“Is she…?” Doc’s sister seemed to be having problems forming complete sentences.

“Pregnant?” Steve finished for her.

“I haven’t seen her in years. How’d she get here?”

“No idea and right now my priority is getting her warm,” Steve said.

Tatum tried to curl up but her protruding belly hampered her efforts. Dale sat next to her and pulled her against his side. He wrapped his arms around her as best he could and ran his hands up and down her arms. “You got a blanket, Steve?”

“Yeah, let me grab one. I’ll turn the heat up too.”

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You can find all the detail for Coyote Whispers HERE!  

Don’t forget the other authors participating this week:
Eliza Gayle
Rhian Cahill
Anne Rainey
Jody Wallace
Lissa Matthews
Mari Carr
McKenna Jeffries
Taige Crenshaw
Alison Kent
Delilah Devlin
HelenKay Dimon
Shiloh Walker
TJ Michaels
Shelli Stevens
Zoë Archer