I’m working on the yummy parts of the first book in my new Hotter Than Hell series: “Heat” Here’s a sneak peek…
I once asked my mother what first attracted her to my father. She said it was his eyes—the kindness in his eyes. To understand Moon’s eyes you need to see the complete package.
His mind is sharp; he easily reads people. He reads me like he sees inside my mind and plucks out my thoughts.
His skin is smoke; it’s the only way to describe it now that I’ve had some time to look at him. If I knew nothing about him and saw him on the street, I would think Hawaiian or Samoan.
He’s exotic and his eyes grab you. Blue eyes have never been my thing. And the word “kind” can’t be used in conjunction with Moon’s eyes. They’re intense—treacherous—deadly. Then sometimes, when he looks at me, they go steamy hot. The kind of hot that says I want to lick you from the bottom to the top and then eat you slowly. So slowly, you won’t stop screaming until you’re completely undone.
I’m an ex-cop and will always have a cop’s heart.
Moon’s a criminal and controls a criminal empire. I want him and it’s playing havoc with my soul.