BLURB:
Neal Sinclair
meets David Bankston in a college town bar. He’s tall, dark, and handsome, and
wears a Stetson like nobody’s business.
When they dance,
inner passion heats up while inhibitions melt away. Neal quickly discovers
David’s not a Southerner at all. He’s a Boston architect, in Tuscaloosa for
only one night. The next morning, they struggle to walk away from something
that caught them both by surprise.
Time doesn’t
diminish the ache they feel in each other’s absence. Unable to stay apart,
David arranges to take Neal to watch her beloved Crimson Tide play in a
football bowl game. Reunited, they’re determined to make it work. When
separated, they perfect the art of open communication. They each know that true
love is a long shot.
But distance
isn’t the only thing standing in their way. Unbeknownst to her, Neal’s
overprotective father is, too. With so much conspiring against them, can a
natural disaster turn the odds in their favor?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
EXCERPT:
“What’s
this?” she asked curiously.
“Do
you do tequila shots?”
“Never
have before.”
“Then
you’re in for a treat. This is a slightly different recipe from the traditional
salt and lime. I think you’ll like it.”
“How
do you do it?” She looked at the three separate ingredients and wondered if
there was a method to the madness.
“I’ll
show you how I’m going to do it. May I have your hand, please?”
He
held his palm out and she placed her hand in it. He turned it over, so the
underside was exposed, and then he kissed it open mouthed. Neal watched him run
his tongue over her skin, making it glisten with saliva. Then he sprinkled a
generous amount of cinnamon over the slick spot. He picked up the whiskey and
held it in one hand then dipped his mouth to suck her wrist. She felt him lick
softly over her skin, and the fire started to burn inside her. He sat up and
raised an eyebrow at her as he quickly consumed the liquid and then he sucked
on the wedge to drain the juice out of the citrusy pulp.
“Damn,
that’s hot.” She could already feel the rush of moisture to her sexual center,
and crossed her legs.
David’s
expression was lustful as the rush of alcohol began to take effect. “Your
turn.”
He
reached for her wrist, but she quickly jerked it back from him.
“No
way, Cowboy,” she admonished him. “I’m doing it like you showed me.”
She
reached out for his hand. When he extended it to her, she pushed up his
sweater, then unbuttoned his shirt sleeve and rolled it up to get it out of the
way. She kissed his wrist just below his thumb, and then took her own slow,
sweet time to suck it until it was thoroughly wet before applying the aromatic
spice. Neal licked the cinnamon, threw back the tequila, and bit the orange
wedge that he held out to her. As soon as she swallowed, he covered her mouth
with his and plundered it with his tongue.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
AUTHOR Bio and Links:
Joan Chandler is a Florida
native who has lived in the Deep South all of her life. She is married with two
children who are her pride and joy. She lives a double life of sorts, holding
down a nine-to-five job during the day, and writing steamy romance at
night—often with her black cat curled up in her arms as she types.
When she’s not spending her
spare time working on her next novel, she loves to go camping, sharing girls’
night out with her friends, walking her two dogs, and watching college
football.
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