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EXCERPT
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Ethan didn’t get it at all. Eight
girls all lined up, ready for action, and then bam. Nothing. It was like he’d
suddenly developed leprosy. And, to make matters worse, he wasn’t able to drum
up any solid tattoo business. There were a lot of drunken maybes, but no
definites. They’d even gone to different bars. Every place it was the same. He’d
start being charming. It looked like it worked. He’d leave, letting the
anticipation simmer. But then, instead of them coming to him, they actually left
without so much as another look.
Ethan shook his head. Hearing
Alexis hum softly, he turned to study her. She looked damned fine tonight, but
she always looked good. However, tonight it was more than her outfit, it was her
whole demeanour. She was smiling more, a bright smile that lit up her whole
face. It was like she was happy, relaxed. Maybe it was the alcohol. She had five
beers and to a skinny girl that could be a lot. Ethan had no idea why he kept
track of how much she drank, but he had.
She’d gotten more than her share of
attention that was for sure. She was asked to dance twice. He wondered at the
satisfaction he felt each time she refused.
‘I like this town,’ Alexis said,
leaning her head to the side.
Ethan chuckled. ‘You look like you
like everything right now.’
‘What’s that supposed to mean?’ she
demanded, sitting straighter.
‘Ah, do we have to do
this tonight? It’s late. I’m tired.’ Ethan shot her a sidelong glance. He had a
few beers himself and needed to concentrate on the road. He wasn’t even close to
drunk, but he didn’t want to risk driving recklessly with other people in his
car. ‘Can’t we call a truce until tomorrow morning?’
‘Fine.’ Alexis yawned. ‘But don’t
think this means I like you, because I don’t.'
She just couldn’t leave
it alone, could she? Ethan rolled his eyes. ‘Fine. I don’t really like you
either.’
‘Good.’ This time her
voice was a sleepy mumble. ‘I actually think I loathe you.’
‘I loathe you too.’ His
voice was low. Ted and Susan looked to be asleep in the backseat.
‘I hate your tattoos,’
Alexis said, her voice softer with each word.
‘You’re too skinny,’
Ethan whispered. He glanced at her.
Alexis’ head lay against his seat.
She was turned to the side, facing him. For a brief moment, her eyes opened to
look at him. She blinked several times. ‘Do you really think I’m ugly?’
‘I never said you were ugly.’ Ethan
wondered at the sadness in her voice. Where was the confident she-demon who’d
tormented him for days? ‘I just think you should stop starving yourself for no
reason.’
‘Then do you think I’m pretty?’ she
asked, not looking at him again. He forced his attention back to the road
Yes, Ethan thought, I think you’re gorgeous.
He didn’t answer her. His body
*******Explicit*******, all too ready to remember
*******Explicit******* from the night before.
She didn’t seem to notice as her breath deepened. She was asleep.
© copyright 2007, Michelle M. Pillow
This is a work of fiction. All characters, events, and places are of the
author’s imagination and not to be confused with fact. Any resemblance to living
persons or events is merely coincidence.
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REVIEWS
"The clash of two polar-opposite
personalities, powerful love scenes and high emotions are just some elements
that make this an entertaining romance."
Romantic Times BOOKreviews Magazine,
Oct 2007
"5 Hearts! Michelle M. Pillow
has penned a truly great road-trip story. This will get you laughing, crying
and howling, not to mention your thighs will be shivering when you read the hot
sex scenes. Ms. Pillow has written wonderful characters that sweep their way
into the reader’s heart. ...Altogether a wonderful read that brought tears to
this reviewer’s eyes. " Love Romances, 2007
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