Sunday, June 3, 2012

Anything You Want-- Excerpt

Who wouldn't like to hear "anything you want"?  In my latest print release Anything You Want my heroine, Sabrina, is pretty used to hearing this from her childhood friend, Luke.  But she wants to hear it from Luke's best friend.  And that's causing all kinds of trouble for all of them :)


Suppose the solution to all your problems is the one thing you never wanted…

It figures the one time Sabrina Cassidy is determined to do the responsible thing, karma kicks in. After four years on the road chasing her musical dream, she’s stranded six hours from home with no money, a ruined credit history—and morning sickness.

Out of options, she swallows her legendary independent streak and calls the only person who won’t hang up on her. Luke, the man she left behind.

Marc Sterling’s first instinct is to protect his business partner and best friend from another broken heart. That means letting her think she’s talking to Luke, then finding a way to send her in the opposite direction.

When he shows up at her hotel room, there’s something in the air beside their customary insults. Sure, her rebellious attitude, smart mouth—and purple panties—still drive him crazy, but now it’s a different kind of crazy. The kind that has him driving her home instead of to the nearest airport.

And when Luke offers to solve all her problems if she’ll only say “I do”, Marc realizes he’s just crazy enough—about her—to forget whose heart he wanted to protect.

Warning: Contains two people who don’t like each other very much, a Toyota that can’t quite handle the road trip home, and a spontaneous proposal. Or two. Or three. And foreplay with—what else—pie filling. 


“How about a Long Slow One?”
Sabrina snapped out of her thoughts as someone ordered a final drink before they closed. It was one of her own concoctions. She was having fun with that at least. She shoved the letter under the edge of the blender and reached for a glass.
“A Long Slow One?” The deep voice tumbled down her spine like a staircase, goose bumps rippling out and down her limbs. Marc had come behind the bar when she wasn’t looking.
“Want one?” she asked, turning to face him.
She loved—loved, loved, loved—the sexual innuendos and teasing between them. It seemed constant. There was a current between them whenever they were in close proximity and neither of them shied away from it.
Which was stupid, but apparently unavoidable.
“I’d be crazy to say no to that wouldn’t I?”
He gave her the grin that always made her think Take me now.
“Definitely,” she said with a smile. “But you should know that the Hard and Fast is another option.”
“Now we’re talking’.” He moved in as if to simply pass behind her but his chest brushed her upper back and his hand slid across her hip and right butt cheek as he did. “What’s in it?”
“The most important ingredient is cinnamon schnapps.”
The next millisecond she realized what she’d admitted. Marc chewed cinnamon gum. All the time. His kisses were always cinnamon flavored and yes, that had come to mind as she invented the drink. And its name.
“I love cinnamon,” he said gruffly. “The Hard and Fast sounds good to me.”
She turned to face him, wanting to see his eyes as she said, “I personally like it better than the Long Slow One.”
“Should I say that doesn’t surprise me or act like I haven’t thought about how you like…your drinks?”
Breathing. That was what she was forgetting.
She sucked in a long breath. “I’m not sure what you should say.”
“Doesn’t matter what I say,” he said, his voice low. “I still wonder about it.”
“Now you know.”
“I won’t forget, either.”
God, what was she doing? She wasn’t even flirting with the man who’d proposed, but she was basically telling his best friend exactly how she’d like him to take her.
The urge to kiss him was nearly overpowering. “You have to stop.”
“Stop what?”
“Being so…all of this.”
“Sexy?” he suggested with a grin. “Hot? Hard to resist?”
She rolled her eyes, but couldn’t stop her smile. “Yes. All of it.”
“You think I’m hard to resist?” He sounded surprised.
“Isn’t that obvious?”
His smile changed from cocky to something much warmer. Her entire body felt it.
“It’s really, really fun, isn’t it?” he asked.
It really, really was. But she couldn’t shake the weirdness of it. This was Marc after all. Marc who had come to Wyoming to keep her away from Luke…
And that was what was bugging her.
“You’re very attentive for a guy who doesn’t like me much.”
“Until a couple of weeks ago, I didn’t like you at all.”
“Thanks for clarifying. And for making my point.”
“You’re wondering why I’m suddenly so…”
“Attentive is the word I’m most comfortable with.”
He chuckled. “Okay, you’re wondering why I’m suddenly so attentive.”
She wasn’t sure she wanted the answer to her next question. “Because you don’t want me with Luke?”
He crossed his arms and leaned his hip against the back counter. “I don’t want you with Luke.”
“Are you trying to make him look bad?” She regretted it as soon as she’d said it.
He looked very interested in that. “What does that mean?”
She shook her head. “Never mind. Forget it.”
She started to move past him, but he caught her arm and pulled her around to face him.
“I’m making him look bad?”
“You’re not trying?”
“Dammit, Seattle.” He hadn’t let go of her yet and he pulled her closer. He sounded intent rather than annoyed. “Tell me how I’m making him look bad.”
“You’re making me want you more than I want him.”

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Mysti Holiday said...

Mmmm.... this books sounds awesome. Really.

romancefan said...

I love the tension - great excerpt!