Author Penny Lane decides to team up with fellow author Kain Brooks because she believes the collaboration will bring something refreshing and new to her humdrum life. It is at first, but what she doesn't count on is developing feelings for a man that's hundreds of miles away while continuing to struggle with the death of her fiancé, Zack.
The newly divorced Kain is excited about the partnership and happily realizes that it may lead to much more than just a book.
However, there is a threat! A stalker's evil intentions are far more serious than either of them can ever imagine-- so serious that they may not make it long enough to discover if their feelings are genuine or just a long-distanced crush.
I feel a ray of sun hitting me on my cheek, waking me up. Lying on my stomach now, I glance over to the side of me and the bed is empty. I sneak out of the covers, making my way to the bathroom on my tip toes, hoping Kain doesn't know I am awake. Making it successfully, I close the bathroom door, leaning against the sink and staring at myself in the mirror. After ten minutes of inspecting myself and a couple of tugs on the T-Shirt that I have on to see if it will cover any more, I decide to brush my teeth, having no toothbrush I put toothpaste on my finger and stroke away. Once I am done with my teeth, I flip my hair upside down and run my fingers through it. Raising my head back up, I flip it to the side, brushing my fingers through it again. I inspect myself again and decide that it's as good as I am going to get. I open the door still tip toeing through the house till I spot Kain. He is in the kitchen cooking with music on in the background. He still has his black plaid pajama pants on but no shirt. There is a dish towel thrown over his shoulder and a spatula in his hand. One of the sexiest pictures I have ever seen. I watch him as he does a couple of sways with his hips and then starts beating his invisible drums. A giggle escapes me without control. Kain spins around and catches me laughing at him and gets this evil smirk and walks towards me. I can't fight it any longer and bust out laughing, then try to run in the opposite direction. He reaches out with his long, muscled arm, curling it around my waist and swinging me around. I wiggle, trying to free myself, which only entices him more. He picks me up by the waist and sits me on the counter beside the stove with one hand on my bare leg, daring me to move. The other hand takes the spatula and flips bacon. That really sends me into a fit of giggles for some odd reason.
“Really?” Is all he says as he looks at me with a raised brow. I am still laughing watching him push the skillet off the burner, then coming to stand directly in front of me. He wipes his hands on his towel, tossing it over his shoulder. He uses his legs to spread my thighs apart and grabs my hips, pressing me up against his waist. I wrap my arms around his neck sliding my fingers through his hair. There is no more laughing coming from me after he presses his lips against mine. Leaving me once again with his ‘kiss and run’, he pulls away, lifting me off the counter saying.
“Let’s eat breakfast.”
About the Authors:
Derinda lives in Maine. Her biggest passion is for her family and friends. She adores loving others as if it is the biggest gift life can offer. She is a read-a-holic, loves chocolate, cowboys and everyone on her Young Adult & Teen Readers Facebook page. Her dream is to travel to Australia one day.
"I am nothing but simple. I do a lot of volunteer work. I have 2 beautiful daughters. 4 grandchildren, that constantly ask me if I lived in the black & white days.
My inspiration would be my daughters. Rita for her strength to keep fighting and constantly try to take care of me. Even though sometimes she can't get out of the bed. Kayla, for helping pick up all the pieces that seem to fall, when times get rough. And the love they have for me."