Words cannot explain how excited I am for this next installment of the Last Chance Rescue series. Sweet Justice comes out 9/6/11 and I will be re-reading the first 6 books the week before =)
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Sweet Justice – teaser #1
Honor had known all along that Seth had a dangerous edge. For a girl who never walked on the wild side, he had been a temptation. One she’d never even tried to resist. Despite the fact that it wasn’t smart, even now a thrill of anticipation zipped up her spine as she watched him go into her apartment. Seth was already beyond sexy. Add dangerous to the mix and he was a walking sexual fantasy.
He also looked tired. His thick hair, black as midnight, looked as though he’d run his fingers through it numerous times today. A lock fell across his forehead and Honor fisted her hand to keep from brushing it from his brow. If she touched him, she knew where it would lead.
Sweet Justice – teaser #2
Seth was standing in front of her before she knew it. “Let me see.”
“Wh…what?” She shook her head, her eyes skittering away from that penetrating deep blue gaze. “No, you don’t need to see.”
“Yes, I do.”
She forced herself look at him. Eyes usually intensely blue now seemed almost black, they were so dark. The thought came to her: He cares. And not in a curious I want to see your scar kind of way…or even a sexual way. The look on his face was one of deep concern, almost fear.
Her fingers were at her neck, unwrapping the scarf before she even realized it. Pulling the material away, she tilted her head back. Callused fingertips gently caressed the slightly raised scar that ran across the base of her throat. Honor shivered as every erogenous zone in her body stood to attention, ready to shout hallelujah. With one touch of his finger, Seth has managed to unfreeze five years of denial.
“I’m sorry.”
Sweet chards of heat spread through her body. Oh, that sexy, rough-edged voice… Then, the words registered. “Sorry for what?”
Naked emotion, so fleeting, she almost thought she had imagined it, crossed his face. Then, a blank stare replaced the look, making him seem hard and emotionless. But dammit, there’d been something there, she was sure of it.
He dropped his hand backed away. “I’m sorry this happened to you. I hope you taught the prick a lesson.”
Shaken by the odd exchange, she nodded vaguely, her head feeling much too loose on her head. “Yes, he’s in prison.”
“Good.” He glanced down at the folder. “I’ll leave you to your review. See you at eight.”
Before she could react or respond, he was gone, leaving Honor with unanswered questions, a body temperature well over the norm and a throbbing arousal that she knew had only one cure.
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