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Té Russ!!!
About the book:
Award-winning investigative reporter Cassandra McAllister is finally taking a break. Especially after her latest exposé. Now all she wants is to enjoy her time soaking up the sun on the beach, steps away from her private Jamaican villa. Her mysterious, yet extremely sexy neighbor is a great distraction, and she plans to make him one of her methods of relaxation.
RJ Campbell’s attraction to Cassandra is strong from the first moment he lays eyes on her. But when their lips touch for the first time, he knows he’s a goner. But RJ is harboring a secret that once it’s revealed, could potentially destroy the feelings growing between him and Cassandra.
Can these two overcome the secrets and issues they have and build a lasting relationship? Or will their time together be nothing more than an island rendezvous?
RJ Campbell’s attraction to Cassandra is strong from the first moment he lays eyes on her. But when their lips touch for the first time, he knows he’s a goner. But RJ is harboring a secret that once it’s revealed, could potentially destroy the feelings growing between him and Cassandra.
Can these two overcome the secrets and issues they have and build a lasting relationship? Or will their time together be nothing more than an island rendezvous?
Excerpt:
RJ
realized he'd greatly underestimated how it would be to sit while
Cassandra tried on dresses. At first when he waited for her to come
out in the first dress, he figured it would be boring just sitting
there waiting for her to come out in dress after dress.
When
she came out in the first dress, he felt his throat dry and his body
stiffen. He sat there watching her as she looked at herself in the
mirror, turning this way and that before turning to him.
“Well,”
she said, twirling around, “what do you think?”
“I
think you look amazing.”
“It is a
nice dress,” she said as she turned to look in the mirror again.
“Maybe
you try on some more to see if there is something you like better.”
She
turned and looked at the rack. “There are so many, but I think
you're right. I'll try on a few more.”
Then
he found himself becoming more and more eager to see her in each
dress.
Each
dress looked better than the last, and they all fit her amazing
figure to perfection. Soon he was thinking more about getting
her out of
each dress. He looked over his shoulder. Gwen hadn't come back yet
and he figured she wouldn't be back unless one of them called her.
The dressing area was in the back and around the corner.
It
would be so easy for him to slip in the dressing room with her.
Before
his next thought, he was up and over to the dressing room in a couple
of quick strides. He whipped the curtain open, causing Cassandra to
jump.
His
eyes darkened immediately at seeing Cassandra in only her underwear.
“RJ!”
she whispered, trying to cover herself and close the curtain at the
same time. “You're not suppose to be in here.”
“Don't
worry,” he said with a wolfish grin. “No one else is here,
remember?”
“What
about Gwen?”
“I
doubt she'll be coming back here anytime soon.”
He
stepped in and closed the curtain.
Cassandra
took a step back and found she was up against the wall. His large
body nearly took up the entire dressing room. She shook her head
nervously, but she had a shy smile on her face. “RJ, I don't think
we should do this here.”
He
smiled back at her and skimmed the back of his fingers down her
throat to the top of her breasts. “Come on Cassy, I thought you
were the type who liked living a little dangerously.”
Never
one to turn down a challenge, she slid her hand around his neck,
stood on tiptoe and kissed with so him much heat they could have
burned down the whole dress shop.
RJ
lifted her up and wrapped her legs around his waist and began to kiss
her neck. He rocked his hips against her center and she moaned at the
movement. His hand slid up her back to her bra and he was just about
to unhook it, when his phone rang.
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Bio:
Growing
up an introvert, Té Russ found solace in literary arts at an early
age. She found reading to be a vehicle to broader horizons and
writing a form of self-expression. She began writing love stories in
her adolescent years as a way to expel her youthful thoughts of love
into words. Since then she has gone from writing stories and thoughts
of love in journals to attending college for journalism and falling
in love, which has allowed those youthful words of love to blossom
into a series of stories in her romance novels. Though she has an
immense appreciation for the sheer smell that books collectively
exert, she also has found balance to her introverted nature with
adrenaline inducing activities. So if she does not have her nose
pressed deeply into a book or her pen ticking through a pad, you may
also find this mother of three jumping out of airplanes, cheering her
husband on at the top of her lungs at MMA fights, buzzing down the
interstate on the back of motorcycles, or kayaking.
To
keep up with her writings and other things going on check out her
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