A Man Needs A Maid: A Paranormal Billionaire Romance

When Aviva becomes maid to a tech-boom billionaire, she can’t help falling in love. Wallace is a handsome widower who spoils her without ever losing his down-to-earth attitude. But if Wallace is a dream, his house is the worst kind of nightmare--it’s haunted by a violent ghost! Can Aviva cope or will the mysterious spirit drive man and maid apart forever?

A Man Needs A Maid
by Giselle Renarde

A Paranormal Billionaire Romance


EXCERPT

“You can leave all this for morning, if you’re anxious to get home.”

“No, it’s okay. I’m used to working late.” Aviva wasn’t entirely clear whether he was trying to get rid of her. “Unless… oh, you’re probably tired after all that small talk. I can go, if you want.”

“No, no.” Wallace grabbed her arm insistently. “That isn’t what I meant. If you’d like to stay a little longer, you’re very welcome. Hell, you can stay all night, if you want.”

Aviva swallowed hard, and Wallace released her arm.

“Oh, I didn’t mean…”

“I know. I didn’t think…” Aviva turned toward the sink, organizing the silver cups. “I didn’t think that’s what you meant.”

Beyond her laboured breathing, the kitchen was quiet. But it didn’t stay that way for long. Piano music filtered in from speakers in the ceilings. Wallace had showed her the control panel earlier in the evening. The rest of the house seemed a little behind the times, but the sound system was cutting edge. That told her Wallace valued music, highly, and Aviva felt closer to him with that knowledge.

“You wash and I’ll dry,” Wallace said.

“No, you don’t have to.”

“I want to.”

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Giselle Renarde is an award-winning Canadian author. Her erotic fiction has appeared in well over 100 short story anthologies, including prestigious collections like Best Bondage Erotica, Best Women’s Erotica, and Best Erotic Romance. Giselle's juicy novels include Anonymous, Cherry, Seven Kisses, and Bali Nights.

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Got Wolves? WOLF TROUBLE, Book 2 in the SWAT Series has a Whole Alpha Pack of Them!

Squee! It's release day for WOLF TROUBLE, Book 2 in my action-packed SWAT Series! 


If you remember from Book 1 in my Special Wolf Alpha Team Series (Hungry Like the Wolf), the Dallas SWAT Team is made up of sixteen alpha werewolves. When you think of the word “alpha” you probably naturally think big, strong guys. And up until WOLF TROUBLE (Book 2 in the SWAT Series) you'd be right. There were sixteen alpha guys on the team, and in the Pack. But now you get to see how the dynamics change when the next alpha to join the Pack is a woman. Not only is she strong and aggressive like the guys, but she’s sexy as hell, too.

In my SWAT Series, werewolves aren't turned from a bite, but rather by having a gene that turns on during a traumatic event. And the heroine Khaki Blake experiences one heck of an event that not just turns her into a werewolf but also forces her to leave her old life behind for a new one. 

When she joins the Pack, she doesn't expect her new teammates to be so attractive. But while they're all big, tall and droolworthy, only one of them makes her forget her own name—her squad leader Xander Riggs. You guessed it—things are about to get complicated.

And with a crew of ruthless robbers in town hitting one bank after the next, the push to get Khaki qualified in time to keep the politicians off the team’s back—and a little bit of old baggage that followed her from her last job—the action, excitement, and suspense is sure to keep you on the edge of your seat!

Blurb:

He's in trouble with a capital T…

There's never been a female on the Dallas SWAT team and Senior Corporal Xander Riggs prefers it that way. The elite pack of alpha male wolf shifters is no place for a woman. But Khaki Blake is no ordinary woman. 

When Khaki walks through the door attractive as hell and smelling like heaven, Xander doesn't know what the heck to do. Worse, she's put under his command and Xander's protective instincts go on high alert. When things start heating up both on and off the clock, it's almost impossible to keep their heads in the game and their hands off each other...

Excerpt:

Xander had to pick his jaw up off the floor of the training room when Gage introduced the newest member of the SWAT team. He didn’t know what to expect, but it sure as hell wasn’t Officer Khaki Blake. Tall with an athletic build and just enough curves to fill out the SWAT T-shirt, she had the biggest brown eyes and softest looking lips he’d ever seen. She had her dark hair back in a bun, so he couldn’t tell how long it was, but he’d bet money it fell past her shoulders. She smelled way too good to be believed, too—like a slice of frosting-covered spice cake in a uniform.

Shit. He was practically panting. If he didn’t get a grip soon, he was going to start frigging drooling.

He gave the other guys a covert glance to see how they were dealing with her scent and was stunned to see that none of them seemed to be reacting at all. Why not? His nose wasn’t that much better than theirs. He knew for a fact that several of the other guys—Cooper and Brooks specifically—could smell a hell of a lot better than he could.

Maybe everyone was so mesmerized by finally getting to see a female version of their kind that the rest of their senses had stopped working.

Gage had left it up to Xander to fill the Pack in on what had gone down at the meeting with Deputy Chief Mason while he’d headed home to pack for his trip to Washington State. While the guys had been pissed that the top brass was playing politics with the team, they’d been intrigued at the idea of adding a female werewolf to the Pack.

They’d bombarded him with dozens of questions, none of which he could answer. Was she as fast and strong as they were, or did her abilities manifest themselves in completely different ways? Would she be as aggressive as they were and able to handle herself in a fight? Were there more like her out there, or was she the only one?

Not all the questions were so general. Brooks wondered what she would look like, Max wanted to know if she would smell like them or more feminine, and Becker… Well, Becker just wanted to know if she liked to wear yoga pants. God, that kid had an obsession with those things.

Xander had told them the only truth he knew—that no one outside of Gage knew a damn thing about female werewolves. And Xander wasn’t so sure how much their commander knew, either.

While Xander had been lost in thought, Gage turned the floor over to Khaki, who was currently explaining how much she appreciated the opportunity to be in SWAT.

“I know I won’t be handed anything, but I look forward to proving to every one of you that I belong in the Pack and on the team.” She spoke in a light, lilting voice that nevertheless easily filled the large classroom. He could definitely pick up the Midwest accent, mixed with a little West Coast flavor. “I’m not asking for anything from you, but a chance to do just that.”

Xander surveyed the room again, trying to read expressions and body language. Some of the younger guys like Becker, Cooper, Max, and Remy seemed ready to accept her. And while the rest of the team were projecting a cautious wait-and-see attitude, no one appeared to be flat out against her yet.

That was a relief. From what Gage had told him about Khaki, she seemed like a good cop. But getting accepted into the Pack was an uphill battle for everyone new to it. Just ask Max and Becker—the two most recent additions to the team. Being a woman was going to make it even harder. It would be damn near impossible if some of the guys were already dead set against the entire concept of a female on the team before she even started.

Khaki’s scent wafted across the room to tease his nose again, more insistently this time. Xander took a deep breath through his mouth, hoping to clear his head. It seemed to work—until she and Gage walked over to him.

Xander pushed away from the desk he was leaning against to stand up straighter. This close, he could see that her eyes weren’t merely brown. They had little flecks of gold in them, too. He had no doubt she’d look even more amazing when she shifted and her eyes turned completely gold.

“I’m giving Officer Blake the afternoon off to go apartment hunting, so you won’t be able to start training right away,” Gage said. “But I wanted to make sure she got to meet her squad leader before she took off.”

Xander was so busy figuring out how to breathe without overdosing on her scent that it took a minute for Gage’s words to register. When they finally did, he just about had to lean back on the desk again to keep from falling over. He’d just assumed Khaki would be assigned to Mike’s squad. Which was stupid, he realized. Xander had one less team member than Mike, so now they’d be even. But Mike was more patient than Xander, and far less brusque. Or maybe it only seemed that way because Mike thought before he spoke, whereas Xander tended to blurt out the first thing that came to mind. Regardless, he wasn’t the best person to train Khaki.

Even if he was, he couldn’t. She smelled too damn irresistible. He’d never be able to concentrate for more than a minute at a time, much less be objective about anything.

Khaki smiled and held out her hand. Xander shook it, trying to ignore how smooth and warm her skin felt in his rough mitt.

“Sergeant Dixon told me a lot about you, Corporal,” she said. “I’m looking forward to learning from you.”

Xander returned her smile, unable to help himself. “Welcome to the team.”

Thank God the rest of his squad came over or he might have stood there gazing into her eyes for the rest of the day. He released her hand and stepped back as Max, Hale, Becker, Cooper, Alex, and Trevor crowded around Khaki, asking her where she was from and how long she’d been a werewolf. That was when reality kicked back in and reminded him the woman he’d just spent the past fifteen minutes mentally undressing was going to be in his squad, and that he was going to be her supervisor.

Shit, he was in so much trouble.



*hugs*
Paige 

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4.49 here
Two years after Emma’s divorce she’s looking forward to settling into a quiet life in her new condo at the lake. But thanks to her match making sister she’s running into Stratton’s sexy small town detective at every turn. The last thing Mike’s looking for is a relationship to complicate his busy life, and tells Emma as much. So, if that’s the case, why can’t keep his hands off her?Previously released as Cupid's Arrow at Whiskey Creek Press. This book was on the publisher's best sellers list for 2 consecutive months!
Emma caught her breath, recognizing Mike the second she heard the deep timbre of his sexy voice. He made a hunky Zorro, dressed all in black in a costume that fit his tall, powerful body like it was tailored especially for him. She’d seen him watching her while she crossed the room, ignoring him on purpose because she hadn’t wanted to encourage any unwelcome attention. Now that she knew who he was, she couldn’t take her eyes off him.

He was what dreams were made of, the handsome hero disguised in a black mask, his steely eyes doing all his talking for him as he leaned insolently against the table with that wolfish grin. The bad boy every woman secretly yearns for. He had to know how he affected women with his mysterious presence. Goodness, she all but placed her hand over her pounding heart. What was wrong with her? It took effort to remind herself he was married.

She was about to step away when a dancer bumped into her backside, causing her to fly directly into Mike’s arms. “Oh!” she gasped, throwing her head back to meet his eyes just as his strong hands curled around the fleshy part of her arms, catching her against him. Their bodies were flush, and suddenly it seemed like they were sharing every breath, every heart beat as they stared intently into each other’s eyes. 

Emma felt warm heat spread throughout her body, a heat that had nothing to do with the hot disco lights glaring overhead. Time seemed to stand still. She couldn’t pull her gaze away from his, too caught up in the spell of the moment and feeling way too much in his strong arms, experiencing way too much sensation against his hard body. She was old enough to realize the flow of heat pooling in the lower half of her body was the result of sharp and instant arousal. She tried to ignore the tingling in her nipples as they tightened against his chest, wetting her lips to issue an apology. However, the only thing that came out was a noise that sounded very much like a purr of surrender, a sound of betrayal if she ever heard one.

“Mike,” she began, in a breathless tone that revealed her emotions. She was unable to finish, her body trembling on a sudden wave of weakness. Certain her knees were going to give way, she struggled to put the brakes on the obvious signs of what being in his arms was doing to her. “Please…” she began, intending to ask him to let her go, but there was no denying the invitation she heard in her own voice.

Mike’s eyes darkened with desire; he didn’t want to let Emma go. He’d known he was attracted to her from the start, but he wasn’t prepared for the instant results she produced every time she touched him in some way. Even innocently, only this was hardly innocent. He felt every inch of her. His hands tightened around her arms, a low groan locking in his throat. 

The very air around them seemed electrified. He didn’t want to feel the attraction, yet he was powerless to push her away. Instead, he was acting like an adolescent discovering what sex was all about for the first time. Hell, he was breaking out in a sweat! Her sweet scent and softness was more than any mortal could bear.

Glancing down was his undoing. Her lovely breasts, crushed against him, were all but spilling out of their scant covering. The breath hissed from his lungs, lust shooting a direct path for his aching groin. Releasing a low growl of denial, he felt himself turning hard, and realized he should set her away from him at once. But she felt too damn good right where she was. As if she belonged there.

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Release Day - PIRATE'S WOMAN!

So excited!  It's release day for my sexy, sci-fi romance PIRATE'S WOMAN!


I've always thought pirates are so damn sexy! Blame it on all those historical romances I read as a teen. There was nothing hotter than a big, strong handsome pirate falling for the feisty woman he either kidnapped, rescued or a combination thereof!

But while my experience with pirates was in the historical genre, I didn't want to write an historical. Instead, I wanted to do sci-fi. And I wanted it to be hot! So, I came up with a story about a beautiful woman named Teyla who agrees to let the sinfully handsome pirate Slayter sell her as a sex slave on the auction block in order to pay off the enormous debt her family owes him. Teyla is determined to bring in as much money as she can, but is afraid she won't fetch a high price because she's inexperienced when it comes to men. That's when things get really fun because she asks Slayter if he'll teach her how to pleasure a man. Just to improve her value, you know? Of course, he agrees. How could he say no, right?

Now, here's where the story gets complicated. While he's instructing her on how to be a sex slave, Slayter starts falling for Teyla, and she for him. But she agreed to pay off her family's debt and he needs the money for his ship and his crew. What can either of them do?

You'll have to read the story to find out! And to give you added incentive, I'll tease you with a steamy excerpt.

Enjoy!


Blurb:
Love that’s out of this world…

To honor the debt her family owes Slayter Cardona, beautiful Teyla Dunai agrees to let him sell her as a sex slave in the markets of Arkhon. Determined to bring as much value as she can on the auction block, but inexperienced where men are concerned, she asks the handsome pirate if he’ll teach her how to pleasure a man. Intrigued, and more than a little attracted to the lavender-eyed beauty, Slayter agrees. But as he initiates her into the world of bondage, spanking and out-of-this-galaxy sex, both Teyla and Slayter find themselves falling for each other. 

Slayter has a responsibility to his crew, and Teyla knows it is her duty to pay off her family’s debt. With the deal already agreed upon, there doesn’t seem to be any way for their story to have a happy ending. Until Teyla is kidnapped…and they reach the slave auction house…and Slayter has to find a way to reclaim his own “sex slave”. 

Excerpt:

“Have you ever been to Arkhon before?” she asked, trying to distract herself so she wouldn’t stare at him.

Slayter sopped up what was left of his stew with a piece of bread. “Once.”
She would have thought he’d go more since he was a pirate. “What will happen when we get there?”

He hesitated. “I’m not quite sure. I’ve never sold a slave before, but I imagine it will be the same process as selling anything else there.”

Meaning she would be put on the auction block and sold to the highest bidder. “Do you know if buyers look for certain things when they purchase a sex slave?”

He frowned slightly. “I suppose.”

“You don’t think they’ll want to…sample the merchandise before they buy, will they?”

“I’m sure some buyers might, but I don’t think the people who run the auction would allow that.” Slayter must have seen the relief on her face because he gave her a reassuring smile. 

“You don’t have anything to be concerned about, Teyla. You’re a very beautiful woman. Any man can see that.”

Considering the situation, the compliment shouldn’t have warmed her like it did, but she felt herself blush anyway. “It’s just that I don’t have very much experience when it comes to sex. I mean, I’m not a virgin, but I haven’t been with a lot of men, either. I’m concerned potential buyer will know right away that I’m inexperienced.” She looked at him from beneath lowered lashes. “I don’t want you to come out on the short end of this exchange.”

He shook his head. “I really don’t think that’s going to be a problem.”

She frowned. “Maybe, but my family would be very embarrassed if I didn’t earn enough money on the block to cover the debt.” She took a deep breath and let it out slowly. “This is very difficult to ask, but do you think you might be able give me some advice on how best to please a man?”

“Advice?” His eyes went a little wide at that, and he cleared his throat. “Uh, actually, sex is more of a…hands-on thing.”

“Oh.”

Teyla chewed on her lower lip. She couldn’t believe she was even contemplating what she was about to do, but the thought that one of her sisters might end up where she was if she didn’t earn the required money to cover the debt was enough to give her the courage she needed.

She lifted her gaze to look at Slayter. “Would you be willing to give me hands-on experience then?”

He arched a brow, but didn’t say anything. From the expression on his face, it was clear he was taken aback by her request.

“I know I probably shouldn’t be asking you for favors, but I just want to make sure you receive the money my family owes you.” When he still didn’t answer, she added softly, “If you don’t find me pleasing enough to bed, I understand.”

She was afraid to think what that would mean when it came to her value on the auction block. What would happen if no one bid on her at all?

The corner of Slayter’s mouth curved. “I find you quite pleasing, Teyla. Perhaps more than I should.”

Her pulse quickened. “Then you’ll teach me?”

There was a very long pause, then, “Yes, I’ll teach you. If that’s what you really want.”
“It is. Can we start now?”

They only had a few days before they reached Arkhon, and she didn’t want to waste any time.

He hesitated, then nodded. “If you’d like.”

Slayter might have seemed hesitant when she’d first brought it up, but now that he had agreed, she could see the fire burning in his eyes. 

Something told her the pirate would be a very thorough teacher. Heat pooled between her thighs at the thought of him showing her all the different ways she could pleasure a man. She might learn more with him in a few days than she probably ever would have with the men on her planet.

Slayter stood and came around to her side of the table. Taking her hand, he gently pulled her to her feet. Teyla had known out the pirate was tall when she’d stood in front of him in the cargo hold earlier, but now she realized just how tall he really was. She barely came up to those broad shoulders of his.

She waited for Slayter to say something, but he simply gazed down at her. The smolder in his gold eyes took her breath away and she swayed toward him. Her reaction to being so close to him caught her off guard, but before she could steady herself, he lowered his head and covered her mouth with his. The kiss took her by surprise and for a moment she didn’t know how to respond.

She hadn’t expected Slayter to do something so intimate. She’d thought they would shed their clothes and get to it. But as his mouth moved slowly and deliciously over hers, she melted against the hard wall of his chest. He slid his hand in her long hair, deepening the kiss with a groan. Teyla parted her lips under his, sighing with pleasure when his tongue invaded her mouth to claim hers. She ran her hands up his chest to clutch his shoulders, afraid if she didn’t hold on to something that she would fall. She didn’t know a man’s kisses could be so intoxicating.

Or that the feel of his hands on her body could set her afire. But as his free hand slid up her midriff to cup her breast through the thin material of her dress, the heat that had pooled between her thighs earlier completely engulfed her. If she responded to him like this when they were fully clothed, how was she going to react when they were both naked?
That was when she remembered the purpose behind what they were doing. She was supposed to be learning how to pleasure Slayter, but instead it was the other way around. 

She wondered if she should remind him of that, but as he trailed kisses along the curve of her jaw and down her neck, she decided to play the willing student and leave the teaching part to him.


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*hugs*
Paige 



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The Evans Brothers Trilogy - excerpt rated R

Three sinfully sexy Texan and the women who tame them!


“I’ve been thinking of these lips all night.” He ran his finger over her bottom lip in a gentle caress.

His admission caught Callie off guard. She felt his other hand burrow beneath the hair at the nape of her neck. Slowly his fingers curled until he had a handful of hair. She whimpered as he slowly lowered his face.

“And what they’d taste like early in the morning, against mine.”

Using her hair to his advantage he pulled Callie up toward him until their faces were mere inches apart. Her hands flattened against his chest for support. Their breaths mingled into one and then Blade was taking hers away, along with her willpower, in a kiss that sent spirals of ecstasy through her veins.

Callie moaned with a growing hunger, accepting his sensual attack on her lips. His firm mouth moved persuasively over hers, but tenderly, as though savoring their first kiss, before tracing the part in her lips that would gain him access to the inside of her mouth. When their tongues meshed his groan vibrated throughout the kitchen, and then he was crushing her against his hard body.

He seemed to lose control. Callie sensed what she was experiencing was the real man beneath Blade’s quiet exterior. She had the feeling he was more of a take action kind of man, and that was all right with her, because right now his action was causing an inferno inside of her. A kaleidoscope of primal emotions that threatened to consume her was exploding throughout her entire body. She’d never been so overwhelmed with desire.

She became aware of everything about him all at once. His hand was rough in her hair, as if he thought she would try to escape. His mouth and tongue was devouring hers, leaving no corner or secret unexplored. A muscular arm slide around Callie’s waist, and his hand began fondling her ass while forcing her pussy against his throbbing cock. She met every caress with a counter attack of her own, letting Blade see that she wanted him just as much.

Callie’s hands moved over his body, frustrated that his clothes were in the way, until finally she pulled his shirt free of his jeans so she could explore underneath. His groan told her he liked it when her hands were against his bare skin, her palms moving over his tight abs and up to his chest. She pinched his nipple, receiving a sweet reward when Blade’s hand released her hair and moved to caress her breast.

A moan of pleasure escaped Callie, and she found herself pushed up against the refrigerator. The coolness of the stainless steel against her backside prevented her from boiling over. Blade tore his mouth from hers and easily split the fragile shirt open down the front, and then from Callie’s body. She let out a small sound, surprised at his state of arousal. Not once in their relationship had Donald wanted her so badly that he tore her clothes off. She found the action exciting, and erotic.

He kissed his way down to her nipples, where he rolled them with his tongue. Oh God! I’ve never felt anything as good as this! Callie hoped he’d never stop. She arched her back, offering Blade her swelling flesh, silently encouraging him to do whatever he wanted to her. It didn’t seem to matter that they were in the kitchen. She prayed that the kitchen door leading to outside was locked.

Callie took hold of Blade’s shirt and pulled it open, hearing several buttons hit the floor. She then put her open mouth on him, moving over his heated flesh until she latched on to a taut nipple. All the while her hands discovered how hard and sculptured his torso was.

“Sweet Jesus!”

His body shuddered violently and Callie smiled around the nipple she was biting. Blade’s hips jerked as if out of control, pushing his hard-on against her throbbing pussy. She almost swooned when the thick seam on his jeans brushed against her pulsing clit. Now it was her turn to shiver violently. She didn’t realize she was so close to climaxing.

“Blade…” Her voice was throaty with emotion, and a little fear.

Did he even hear her? The kitchen was so filled with their heavy breathing and moans of pleasure that it was hard to tell. Callie felt desperation course through her body. She couldn’t help it. The rare times she’d climaxed had been in the dark with her own fingers, and recalling the wild movements of her body and her uncontrolled moans, she wasn’t sure she wanted Blade to witness her lack of control.

If he detected the unease in her tone he ignored it. Before Callie could say anything else she was being kissed again. She eagerly opened her mouth to his tongue. At the same time Blade slipped a finger deep inside her. She bucked her hips into the pleasant, unexpected feeling, sighing beneath his masterful mouth. He moved in and out slowly, spending extra time stimulating her clit. Every time his finger brushed over the swollen, sensitive nub, Callie trembled uncontrollably.

Instinctively, her body arched toward him, and her hips began moving of their own accord, as she strained closer to orgasm. When Blade’s finger picked up speed, so did she. Her sighs escalated and his mouth left hers to kiss and lick a taut nipple just as she exploded in sheer bliss. There was nothing for Callie to do but let go and ride out the pleasurable storm racing through her body, and she cried out, convulsing against him.

Panting uncontrollably, she clutched Blade’s shirt in order to keep from crumbling to the floor. She was astonished at the sense of fulfillment she felt. Her own driving need shocked Callie the most. She supposed it was due to a long history of blasé sex. Now she knew what she’d been missing.

A last shiver reminded Callie where she was and what she’d just let happen. “Damn,” she said against his chest.

Blade slipped his finger from her pussy. “Now we’re even.” There was a smile in his husky tone.

What does he mean by that? With a frown she pushed herself back far enough to meet his slightly amused eyes. There was no denying the flame of arousal in those dark orbs. Yet he didn’t seem in any hurry to do anything about it.

“I don’t understand.” Something clicked in her mind, but before she was able to say anything Blade spoke up.

“You’re sweet ass riding up and down my cock yesterday made me come. I’ve never done anything like that in all my thirty-nine years.”

Callie tried to swallow. “Come?”

His laughter was a full hearted sound that filled the kitchen. “Hell, no. I’ve done that plenty of times.”

She didn’t doubt it. Blade was too good looking not to have any woman he wanted. Callie bet he was a roaming stud in high school. She brushed aside the unpleasant thought and focused on the here and now.

“I’ve never met a woman who got me so damned horny so damned fast. When I glanced up from Calypso yesterday and saw that little triangle of red between your pretty legs, my libido didn’t know what hit it.”

Callie was speechless. She’d done that to him?

“Then you dropped down into my lap and I knew I was in trouble.”

Someone knocked on the kitchen door, and then Callie heard whoever it was turn the doorknob to come in. Her eyes widened with disbelief and fear that she was going to get caught in her birthday suit. She wasn’t expecting to see the humor grow in Blade’s eyes.

“Relax, the door is locked.” He picked up her ruined nightshirt. “Forget about breakfast. I’ll come back for lunch.” His appreciative gaze traveled from her bare feet all the way up to her eyes.

Suddenly embarrassed by her nudity, Callie took the garment from him. Thinking she’d been dismissed, she took a step to leave when Blade’s arm slid around her waist to stop her. She caught her breath.

“This isn’t done between us.”

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