Sherry Wilson-Wong, the headstrong, commitment-shy heroine of Dance with Me, loves her food. In a nod to this (as well as her Singaporean heritage), I’m releasing 5 teasers over the next week, one for each of the 5 tastes in Chinese medicine.
The first – because this is a romance after all – is sweet.
Dance with Me: When ambitious reporter Sherry Wilson-Wong agrees to dancer Alexi Davydenko’s naughty drinking game, she’s only thinking about getting her story. But Alexi has a hidden agenda and secret ties to the Russian Mob. Though Sherry has never let anything stand in her way, this time getting the scoop might mean losing her heart. Or her life.
Dance with Me is 25% off at Evernight Publishing for this week only.
When ambitious reporter Sherry Wilson-Wong agrees to dancer Alexi Davydenko’s naughty drinking game – a shot and a kiss for every question he answers – she’s only thinking about getting her story. But Alexi has a hidden agenda and secret ties to the Russian Mob. Though Sherry has never let anything stand in her way, this time getting the scoop might mean losing her heart. Or her life.
This is it! Dance with Me, my steamy romantic suspense is now available in the Amazon Kindle Store, on All Romance E-Books and, of course, at Evernight Publishing.
Here’s a little taster to whet your appetite:
Alexi put his mug down and stood in front of her, tilting her face up with one hand. “Yes, I must rehearse, and yes, you must write. But there is no need to run away like a scared little girl from the wolf.” He bent over to kiss her.
Sherry wanted that kiss more than she wanted her venti skim latte, and with her throbbing head, that was a lot. But she put her hand on his bare chest, stopping him.
He looked at her, confusion dawning in his eyes, followed quickly by hurt. He stepped back. “Oh. I see. You have your story now.” His voice was cold.
“It’s not like that,” she said. Was this just a case of bruised ego, or was he genuinely hurt? She flashed back to what the bartender said about the type of girls Alexi normally brought to the bar. Party girls, he said.
“So what is it like?” He turned away from her, looking out the window.
She reached out a hand to put it on his shoulder, the one with the tattoo of Tolstoy’s face on it, but thought better of it. “Look, Alexi. I’ve already crossed more ethical boundaries than I’m comfortable with.”
“To get your story.” His voice was flat, his arms crossed over his chest.
“Hey, it’s my job to get the story. I came ready to interview you like I interview all my subjects. The vodka, the kisses, that was your game.”
He turned suddenly, his green gaze pinning her. She couldn’t look away. “You didn’t want to play?”
“No. I mean, yes. I did…” she started.
He moved closer to her, his hand cupping her jaw. “I know you did. I think you still want to,” he whispered, his breath warm on her cheek. His lips touched hers, softly at first, questioning. When she parted her lips in response, he opened them wider, reaching for her tongue with his. Liquid. Melting. From her mouth all the way down to her softest, most private parts.
He pulled back slightly. “Do you want to play, Sherry?”
She was having a hard time regulating her breath. He was so close. She put her hands on his chest, but not to hold him back. She ran her hands over his chest, nipples hard under her palm, then down over the ridges of his abs. She hooked her fingers into his waistband, pulling him toward her in response to his question. She wanted to play any game he had in mind as long as it involved what was under his pants, ethics be damned.
“Yes,” she said.
FYI, if you buy it at Evernight it’s 25%off all this week. Who doesn’t love a bargain?
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Here’s a tiny taste of Dance with Me, my steamy romantic suspense coming out July 26th with Evernight Publishing. Just before this excerpt, Alexi and Sherry have had their first fight. Now they want to kiss and make-up, but home is just too far away.
“Through there,” he said.
She pushed open the door which deposited them into a dark alley. Down one end, she could see the street, cars and pedestrians passing, down the other, a chain-link fence. Alexi nudged her toward the fence. His hands were on her hips now, under her dress, sliding under the waistband of her panties.
“Did you wear this for him?” he asked, breathing into her ear.
“No, for you.”
Want to read more? Dance with Me will be available at most e-book retailers as of the 26th.