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“𝐃𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐠𝐨 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞,” 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐝.

Connor simply shook his head at her.

“There is no discussion on this. You’re going in the cage.”

One obsessed fan. One captive author.
Lost on the streets of a foreign city, Molly Clary is attacked after a book signing.
An unknown hero steps in to protect her, but her relief turns to terror when her savior’s true intentions are revealed.
Connor Reilly doesn’t just want to save her. He wants to take her for himself.

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Here’s an exclusive sexy snippet from my story, Resistance.

Cathy inhaled at the threat. She refused to succumb to the fear burgeoning in the pit of her belly. Fear could not help her now. Pulling from his arms, she turned away from his insistent gaze. Blinking into the shadows of Damon’s domain, Cathy’s eyes closed, and she silently summoned the light to her side. Lifting her head, she could feel its power, sweeping in from the sides, shoving the shadows back as it swirled in and around her body. The energy moved her, fueling her, giving her strength.

“That won’t work.” Damon’s voice was gleeful, and with it, Cathy sensed the edge of the energy ebbing. “That kind of magic won’t work here, Cathy.”

All of a sudden, he was on her again. Cathy could feel the heat of his body envelop her, his darkness snubbing out the breadth of her light as his arms snaked around her middle. Blindly, she fought, pushing back for everything she was worth, compelling the energy to stay, to remain by her side through this ordeal, yet frustratingly, it seemed Damon’s analysis had been spot on—her charms weren’t as strong here as they had been at home. Grounded by the power of the elements, Cathy was virtually impenetrable, but here—in this godforsaken place—she was weaker.

Vulnerable.

“That’s right.” Damon’s voice purred into her right ear, and Cathy’s eyes snapped open, her hands on his arms, trying to push him away, but it was as if his limbs were made of metal—solid, formidable, and damn near impossible to resist.

“You are vulnerable here, Cathy.”

“I am not.” Her voice was steely despite the truth in Damon’s sentiment. “Now, remove your arms from me. You bring corruption to everything you touch.”

The resonance of his laughter tickled her neck. “So, I am to corrupt you?”

Cathy’s lips parted, her lower lip disappearing between her teeth as fleetingly, she imagined what it would be like to be tainted by a creature like Damon. She gulped, trying to suppress the desire. This lunacy was, no doubt, all part of the creature’s plan to lull her. He was hypnotizing her, casting a spell over Cathy’s rational mind to ensnare her senses. But Cathy knew better. The lips which skimmed her nape might feel hot to the touch, but beneath their glossy exterior lurked a depraved demon. His skin might be warm as it immobilized her, but there was no blood heating his body. Damon had brought her here to be his captive, to control and mesmerize, and Cathy must not fall for his deceit.

She must not allow the heat of his breath or his whispered words to fool her.

She must resist his temptation.

 


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“𝐃𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐠𝐨 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞,” 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐝, 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐤𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐛𝐣𝐞𝐜𝐭.
Connor simply shook his head at her. “There is no discussion on this. You’re going in the cage.”
One obsessed fan. One captive author.
Lost on the streets of a foreign city, Molly Clary is attacked after a book signing.
An unknown hero steps in to protect her, but her relief turns to terror when her savior’s true intentions are revealed.
Connor Reilly doesn’t just want to save her. He wants to take her for himself.


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Saving Suki by Sierra Brave

Our stop on the Neverending Blog Tour this week is Saving Suki by Sierra Brave!!

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An abusive childhood and an accident in his teens left stallion-shifter, Malcolm Patterson, with a distrust for his father and a lot of holes in his memory. When his dad passes away, Malcolm returns to Horse Mountain to fulfill his obligation to settle his old man’s affairs but finds the shifter community’s near hero-worship of the late doctor disquieting. He’s further shaken to meet a curvy beauty at the funeral who makes his heart gallop and his primal instincts take over.

Suki Marks has been in love with handsome and noble Malcolm Patterson ever since he saved her from bullies who called her an abomination when she was ten. He was the first person to be straight with her about the reasons some people shunned her family and he was quick to debunk those prejudices as the ignorant folktales and stupid superstitions they were. Even after Malcolm graduated high school and left town, she couldn’t forget him, but becoming Doctor Patterson’s live-in nurse in his last year of life was a coincidence. She never expected to be named in the wealthy physician’s will.

Malcolm assumed he’d be disinherited, but even from the after-life, his father continues to turn the knife, using his will to set up an elaborate scheme to taint Malcolm’s feelings for the woman who might be his fated mate. To make matters worse, a dangerous shifter-purist movement is brewing among a small segment of the Horse Mountain Clan, and they’re determined to prevent Suki from passing on her genes to a new generation. Will Malcolm be able to work through his past in time to secure his and Suki’s future?

Warning: Saving Suki is a smoking hot romance with graphic, put-you-in-the-moment love scenes. If you’re offended by sexual language, you might want to consider another book. The book can stand alone without reading the others in the series, but reading Horse Mountain Shifters 1-3, will add to the enjoyment of the experience.

Here is a steamy excerpt from the book:

Her chest heaved. She had her pride, but his incredibly, manly smell chipped away at her resolve. As he looked her in the face, she took a couple of steps forward. He slipped two fingers into her waistband. “Cute sleepwear.”

She looked down at her pink elephant-printed PJs and her cheeks burned. “They were a gift from my dad. I guess they’re kind of lame, but they’re comfy.”

He smirked. “Don’t worry. You won’t be wearing them long.” He snatched down her bottoms, leaving them around her knees. “Look who didn’t put on any panties.” He dropped to his knees, nuzzling his nose in her dark, curly pubic hairs. His tongue flickered over her clitoral hood, sending a jolt of arousal through her loins that would have made her jump if he hadn’t been gripping both sides of her naked buttocks so tightly.

No, no…I have to stop this. I want romance and love, not another hard fucking. She grabbed a handful of his hair and used all of her will power to pull his face away from her throbbing pussy. As he stared up at her, she lifted an eyebrow. “Who says I’ll have you again?”

He slid his palm along the inside of her leg. “The sweet cream flowing down your thigh tipped me off.” He pressed his lips against her meaty flesh, ignoring her feeble protests as he blazed a trail of gentle kisses and nibbles up to her slit before running his tongue along the seam. She whined, her knees trembling. “Are you sure you want me to stop?” He glanced up at her again, looking as if he already knew her answer.

Anger seared in her belly as she pushed him away. “Yes! I’m not a whore, Malcolm Patterson. You can’t come in here with your big, swinging dick and all…all that.” She waved her hands around toward him while stepping back as best she could with her pants around her ankles.

He jumped to his feet. “I never said you were a ho.” He placed his hands on her waist. “I like you, Suki, and it’s hard to be around you without touching you.”

She pushed him again. “How dare you? You and your shitty friend came in here, trying to harass me with your disgusting meat.”

“I apologized for that…”

“So what? You seduced me, fucked me like an animal and then ran off with your friend. Do you have any idea how horrible you made me feel?” She knelt, grabbing her pants and pulling them up as she stood.

Mal grimaced. “Aw, baby, no, don’t…” He huffed as she pulled the drawstring tight and tied it in a bow. “Damn.”

She placed her hands on her hips and glanced toward the door as if inviting him to leave. He glanced behind him as if noting what she wanted, but then choosing to ignore. He turned to face her, smirking as he unbuttoned his shirt.

“I said no!”

He shrugged. “Okay, so we won’t have sex. Are you going to make me sleep all alone too?”

Her jaw dropped and she threw her hands up in the air as she mumbled, “Is he kidding me?”

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Edward’s Law is Live!

Love domineering buccaneers?

Adore masterful pirate lords?

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My contribution to the Pirates Passion and Plunder anthology has been returned to me, so if you didn’t get a chance to read this novella, here’s your chance to grab it!

Pride of the King’s navy, The Dexterity, is mine.

Or, at least, she should have been, had the scoundrel Edward Law not waltzed into Christy’s auction house and stolen her from right under my nose.

But if Law thinks he can claim what rightfully belongs to me, he can think again.

No man makes demands on me.

I won’t concede to his dark, brooding eyes. I won’t surrender to his iron will.
Edward Law means nothing to me…

If you love spanking romance with a HEA, this is for you!

(This story was previously published in the Pirates, Passion and Plunder anthology).

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Check out this steamy excerpt from Edward’s Law!

 

Edward smiled. “As you can see, I have news of my own.”

He tilted his head in the direction of Alice, and for an excruciating moment, both men turned and regarded her. Alice’s face burned with embarrassment, and instinctively, she lowered her gaze, her attention falling on the stiff ropes at her wrists.

“A woman, Captain?”

“Very observant, Carlisle,” said Edward with a laugh. “Yes, a stowaway by the name of Alice Jaggers.”

“But a woman, sir,” the other man repeated. “It’s bad luck to have a woman onboard.”

Alice lifted her chin with interest. Bad luck, huh? This could be her way off the vessel altogether.

“Only if you subscribe to superstitions,” countered Law in an amused tone. “Which as you know, I do not. It is not luck that has brought us good fortune in the past but our own fortitude.”

Carlisle raised his brows but said nothing to protest. “How did she get on board, sir? And what are we to do with her?”

Alice’s belly twisted at the last question, her gaze darting once more to Edward Law. Until today, he was a man she had barely even contemplated—the man at the auction, a name on a list at Christie’s, but nothing more. Now, it seemed Mr. Law held Alice’s destiny in his hands, and she was heady with the new reality.

“I found her hidden in my quarters,” explained Edward as he turned to face Alice. “As for your second query, Carlisle, we are not going to do anything with her. As captain, our guest is my responsibility.”

She gulped at the way he made that sound, suddenly unsure if she should be grateful or afraid—worse was the way Alice’s body was reacting to the tattered captain. Where she had previously been disgusted by the sight of the man, she was fast becoming compelled. The weight of his stare and his authoritative presence had affected Alice in ways she could never have foreseen, and as she met his gaze again, she was perturbed by the way heat pooled beneath her gown.

“I should like you to stand guard outside my door while I address the crew.” Edward’s focus was back on Carlisle now. “I am sure you can understand I cannot have any of the men stumbling upon her by mistake.”

Carlisle turned to look at Alice, his brown eyes drilling into her. “Aye, sir,” he responded after a moment. “I can understand.”

Law moved toward him, resting his hand on the shorter man’s shoulder. “I would trust only you with this objective, my friend,” he said solemnly. “Keep her safe for me.”

“You can count on me, Captain,” Carlisle smiled, revealing two crooked front teeth.

“Good. Then I must depart.” Law turned in Alice’s direction, fixing her with a hard stare. “I shall not be long, but until that time, behave yourself.”

Alice pulled in a deep breath as both men stalked from the room. She watched as the door slammed closed behind them, imagining Carlisle waiting just beyond. A potent myriad of emotions stirred as she heard what she assumed to be Law’s boots pacing away.

No man had ever spoken to her that way. Even her father had treated his only daughter with courtesy and respect when he addressed her.

Alice blinked, shaking her head as she processed what she was feeling.

On the one hand, she was embarrassed at her current predicament, entirely of her own making, and no idea how it would be reconciled, but on the other hand, she was seething with indignation at the way she had been treated. The way Law had spoken to her—dressing her down like a servant. Her face flamed as she recalled his proximity and the way he had touched her—the nerve of the man—then had somehow made her admit the error of her ways aloud. That was a feat no one had achieved before. Alice may have been guilty, but she would never have admitted such, especially to a stranger.

She sighed, eyeing the captain’s quarters as she struggled against the ropes. Being bound this way was intolerable—just like Law’s insufferable arrogance and the way he made assumptions about Alice. He assumed she would obey him and would be pliant to his plans. She snorted—the man had a lot to learn about Alice Jaggers if he thought she would remain compliant. She had not sneaked her way on board just to end up his bound captive, yet even as resentment burned in her blood, there was also something else. His commanding presence, just like the bondage, had stirred something in Alice.

Something she had not expected.

Something that felt like desire.

 

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Connor simply shook his head at her. “There is no discussion on this. You’re going in the cage.”
One obsessed fan. One captive author.
Lost on the streets of a foreign city, Molly Clary is attacked after a book signing.
An unknown hero steps in to protect her, but her relief turns to terror when her savior’s true intentions are revealed.
Connor Reilly doesn’t just want to save her. He wants to take her for himself.


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Saving Jessie by Alyssa Bailey

Our stop on the Neverending Blog Tour this week is Saving Jessie by Alyssa Bailey!!

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With lives in the balance, what could she do but comply with their demands?

Accountant Jessica Roe kept her head down and always followed the rules. When she discovered possible illegal activity with her employer, she left that job and joined Reynaud and Associates. Life was good, her brother hadn’t asked for money in months and she was now dating Mark Jensen. Within one week: her brother needed money, her old employer was trying to blackmail her, and she was nearly raped and killed. Not only is her savings at risk, but her relationship with Mark, her job with Reynaud and Associates, her friends, and her life. 

Mark Jensen worked hard and played harder, preferring one-night stands to anything long term, until he hooked up with the company accountant. Jessie is a sassy, sweet, rule follower with a deep-seated loneliness about her that is unlike any woman he’s dated. She has stolen his heart. Just when Mark had finally convinced Jessie to move in with him, her brother has more than money problems to lay at his sister’s door. Suddenly, Jessie is over her head and making all the wrong decisions while trying to protect her new friends, brother, and lover. 

When Jessie’s past and present puts her in the middle of international illegal trade, it will take the whole team to keep her safe while they figure out the details and bring this operation to a crashing halt. 

This is book two in the Safe and Secure series but can be enjoyed as a standalone.

Publisher’s Note: This adult romance contains elements of mystery, suspense, action, adventure, danger, power exchange and sensual scenes. If any of these offend you, please do not purchase.

Here is a steamy excerpt from the book:

Jessie hated punishments…

Sliding two fingers inside the elastic at the waist of her panties, Mark slowly brought them down over Jessie’s bottom, stopping his descent briefly to rub his hands in slow, sensual circles over her bared rear end. The frissons of response that action created were both erotic and expectant. Her knees became unsteady. One sharp sting on a lower cheek followed by his skillful massage before repeating the act on the other cheek had her melting. 

“Mmm,” came his hum of approval. Without warning, a long, experienced finger slid between her nether lips just enough to tease her vaginal entrance. A line of wetness trailed his finger, and he resumed his panty retreat from her thighs, his caresses repeated as he walked the silk, and lace over her calves. 

“Step,” he instructed when the panties reached her feet. She did, and then they were whisked away. She couldn’t believe he was sniffing her panties then pocketing them, but he was. Mark was obviously as turned on as she was. 

“Mark…” her voice anguished. 

“These have your tantalizing perfume sweetheart, and I can’t resist inhaling.” Then he patted his thigh, and his voice lost all playfulness. “You have to place yourself this time, baby. We’ve been here enough. You know what to do.” 

He patted his thigh again, and Jessie could feel her face and neck flush with heat. Her lip hurt from her teeth bearing down on the tender flesh, her tongue slipped out to caress the nipped area. Mark pulled her toward him and kissed her bruised lips, bruising them more with his intensity. He spoke with longing and a hint of frustration as he squeezed her bottom. The room twirled, and Jessie thought she was going to come from the arousal her man had excited in her. 

“You make it hard to punish you when all I want to do is take you to bed and have my wicked way with you.” 

“I want that.” 

“Spanking first, naughty girl.” His tone was resigned. She needed to be resolute as well. Get past this part so we can move onto the good stuff. 

Before she could register more than consuming lust, she found herself ass up over his knee. She swiftly took a deep breath, her ass already stinging, and heating. No warning, no warm-up, no words. But his impatient frustration took the job of placement from her. The few other times he’d made her count out the number of punishment swats he had proclaimed she’d earned, but not this time. He slapped her backside hard, and fast, painting every single inch several times over with his painful presence. The heat was intense, the sting approached unbearable, and her squirming had begun in full force. 

“Mark, please, please, this… ow… this is too much. Baby, please, I… ow, I get it. I’m sorry, please, stop.” 

She wiggled her bottom, and he continued to slap it until, as quickly as he’d started, he stopped. A deep breath in, and a whoosh of pent up air released. He was rubbing her tight, hot, aching bottom, and while it still hurt like hell, she could feel her liquid arousal. The tears in her eyes did not diminish the burn in her ass or the ache in her pussy. The tingling was morphing into desire. Without any indication he was going to change his activity again, his large fingers invaded her wet center, scooping up some fluid and spreading it to her clit, then gathered more to smooth over her back entrance.

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Daddy’s Game is Live!

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Daddy’s back…

And he’s one seething man.

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He made me his captive.

Demanded I call him Daddy.

He’s my magnificent obsession.

And I’m trapped. Helpless. Chained.

With no hope of breaking free.

I don’t know if I’ll get away.

Or if I even want to.

Daddy’s games are addictive.

He’s a drug.

The more I try to leave, the closer he pulls me.

Wherever I go…

Daddy will haunt me.

Forever.

Daddy’s Game is the third in the dark and suspenseful series from Amazon bestselling author, Felicity Brandon.

Dark adult content is included—you have been warned…

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Check out this steamy excerpt from Daddy’s Game!

Sophie looked so fine, kneeling on the rug he’d chosen for her specially, her cheeks flushed with both angst and desire. It would have been so easy to have been swayed by her beauty—too easy, in fact. At another time, he’d have happily grabbed a fistful of her hair and kissed her, claiming her in that divine way he knew they both enjoyed. Then he would have screwed her into the soft fibers—and perhaps, he would do those things later if she was a good girl—but now was about punishment.

Now, it was time for Sophie to suffer for him.

“Then turn around and present yourself.” His words soft and slow, Jared saw the desperation flicker in her eyes.

“Daddy?”

She clasped her hands in front of her as though she was either going to pray or beg him. Usually, he would have enjoyed the show, but not this evening. It was getting late, neither of them had eaten for hours, and he still had a spanking to deliver.

“Sophie.” His tone lowered, and he pressed his forehead gently against her temple. Sophie’s skin was hot and flustered as she ceded, permitting him to push her gently back to her heels. “Why are you making me wait, little girl?”

She pulled the air through her nostrils, her gaze fixed on his.

“I’m scared, Daddy.”

So, Sophie had worked out what effect the ginger would have on her naughty little backside, had she? Or perhaps, she sensed the danger from the look in his eyes? The atmosphere in the room had shifted, the energy becoming palpable as he pushed her to surrender. Sure, Jared could have made her—he was easily strong enough to pick her up and bind her, so she had no choice but to accept the ginger—but he didn’t want to do that. He’d use force if he had to, but his desire was to see Sophie yield for herself—the first step in accepting her penance and accepting the life he had chosen for her. Jared realized without that acquiescence, their life together was always going to be a fight. He’d always be looking over his shoulder, waiting for her to run—expecting her disobedience—and honestly, that wasn’t what he wanted.

“I know.” He didn’t have any words of solace or comfort for her, only the hard truth of her predicament. “So, why don’t we get this done, and then once you’re soundly punished, Daddy can get back to taking care of you again?”

That was the best she was going to get, and as she kneeled, trembling, she finally ceded the point. “Yes, Daddy.”

His free hand rose to her face, cradling her heated cheek. “Yes?”

Jared didn’t know why he sought affirmation. It was his rules, after all. He didn’t need Sophie’s permission to proceed, yet the moment seemed significant, and he chose to savor it.

She blinked away tears as she nodded, leaning into his palm. “Yes, Daddy. I want to be good.”

His cock leapt at her admission. It was the closest to consent he’d received for hours, and it was powerful. The urge to kiss Sophie became too strong. Yes, he was going to insert this root into her anus and enjoy the hot, flustered cries for mercy it initiated, and yes, he was going to turn her over his knee and spank her until the cheeks either side of the root were a vivid pink color, but that didn’t mean he wanted to waste this moment.

“You will be,” he whispered before his mouth grazed hers. She opened for him right on cue, a heavenly groan escaping her as the caress lingered. Pulling away before the magnetic hold she had over him became too strong, he broke the connection and rose to his knees.

“I’m waiting.”

Sophie’s gaze flittered back to the ginger, then with a sigh, she crawled into position.

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Rock you like a Hurricane by Sierra Brave

Our stop on the Neverending Blog Tour this week is Rock you like a Hurricane by Sierra Brave!!

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College student, Trisha Harper is fascinated by the synergy between her classmates, Ken Davidson and Tommy Marks. She’s attracted to both and unable to decide which man she likes best.

Lifelong best friends, Tommy and Ken know each other so well they’re able to complement each other’s strengths while minimizing each other’s weaknesses. Neither man can imagine a life without the other, but they never expected to fall for the same women.

With a potentially life-threatening hurricane on the way, the trio prepares to ride out the storm together. Determined to preserve their friendship, the men cling to a gentleman’s agreement, promising neither will make a move on Trisha but can such a pact be upheld in the eye of the storm?

With both men teetering between desire and the fear of rejection and loss, Trisha has no plans to break up the dynamic duo. For her, it’s all or nothing, and she’s determined to have Tommy and devour Ken too.

Warning: Rock You Like a Hurricane and is a Male-Female-Male (MFM) romance. The story contains sizzling, put-you-in-the-moment love scenes with graphic, descriptive language. If you are offended by explicit content, you might want to read a different book. Although the Triple Passion Play series starts out as MFM in book one, the relationship progresses to MMF in later books. Previously published by Liquid Silver Books.

Here is a steamy excerpt from the book:

“Hey now! You’re going to mess up my luxurious locks.” Tommy ran a hand through his hair while smirking before he bent forward and snatch the pillow with one hand while gathering her up with his free arm. Trisha squirmed, resisting until Tommy pulled her into his lap and wrapped his arms around her waist. “Settle down now.” He nuzzled the side of her head.

Her chest tightened and her pussy sent shockwaves through her core. Tommy had hugged her before, but he had never held her close in such an intimate way. His hard chest supported her shoulder while his soft, yummy-smelling hair brushed against her neck and cheek. For some reason, he smelled like Ken tonight. She closed her eyes, breathing in his fragrance. Oh! Her eyes flickered open as his cock stirred beneath. He’s getting hard! Trisha’s breath caught in her throat, and she pursed her lips to repress a smile. As her eyelashes fluttered, she caught the expression on Ken’s face. Shit. He looks as if he’s been punched in the gut. Is he jealous? I can’t have these two fighting.

Scooting back into her seat, Trisha used both hands to shove Tommy away. “Unhand me, you troll!”

“Troll!” Tommy scrunched up his nose and twisted his lips.

“Well, when you make that face.” She pointed and laughed. “I saw a deck of cards over by the snacks. Let’s play poker.”

Tommy grinned and nodded. “Sure, but Ken will wipe the floor with us.”

Trisha shot a look Ken’s way, offering him a smile and a wink before awkwardly looking away while playing with her hair.

Ken stretched in his seat. “As much as I’d love to rake you two over the coals, we don’t have any chips.”

Well, here’s my opening. Hope my voice doesn’t crack. Trisha lifted her face, batting her lashes at him. “Who needs chips when we have clothes?

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