I’m really excited about my final cover for my new book, A Lass Worth Fighting For. This is a very special story between two people who have been to the depths of hell and back. It is a powerful and humorous tale of love, courage, and the will to fight. I hope that you will enjoy this inspiring, and amazing story as much I loved writing it.
Coming October 22nd…
If she plays with fire will she get burned?
Kellina has known the deep anguish of losing her soulmate. However, her vow to never love again is shaken to the core when she meets Forbes MacColloch, an intensely attractive and compelling man despite his scars. Desire she thought long dead rises from the ashes of the past and begins to flicker into flame once more.
Bitter, disillusioned and forsaken by his fiancé, Forbes MacColloch has no intention of ever getting involved with another woman until Kellina Duncan slips into the crack of his wounded soul. He’ll never love another woman, but perhaps he can have her over his knee and in his bed without a lasting commitment.
He reached up and grabbed her hands, pulling her forward until she was bent down where he could put one large hand behind her head and draw her mouth to his.
Kellina didn’t fight him. She found she wanted to taste him, and he tasted good, like salt air and dominant male. Her head spinning, she didn’t object when he lifted her and sat her in his lap, his mouth swooping down to claim hers again. The punishing kisses soon turned gentle as he explored her mouth, one arm behind her back and the other slipping under her sweatshirt to find the pebbly surface of a nipple beneath silky material.
She moaned and arched into it, losing herself in the spicy scent of him and the drugging pleasure of his kiss. Her hand lifted to comb through his hair as she’d wanted to do the first time they’d met, feeling the texture against her sensitive fingertips. When his exploring mouth left her lips, she gasped as it nibbled against the silky skin of her neck.
“Poe—ye have to stop.”
Their eyes locked with each other, both panting slightly.
“I owe ye a spanking, but now is not the time nor the place,” he growled, his black eyes pinning her in a hot glare.
“Ye didna need the scotch,” she retorted defiantly, struggling to get free of him.
“It wasna yeres to throw away.”
He held her easily in spite of her struggles, which only made her angry.
“Let me go,” she hissed. “I can’t believe ye pulled me into your lap when ye’ve been in such pain.”
“Ye took all the knots out so I’m not in pain right now,” he returned, mocking her efforts to get free by holding both her wrists in one large hand. “Me todger salutes ye, as I’m sure ye can tell.”
She could certainly feel his manhood against her hip, and she trembled with the sudden need to feel him inside her. What was it about this infuriating man that made her hungry with desire when no one else had even turned her pot lukewarm in the last three years?
“I’m not above biting if ye dinna let go of me,” she threatened.
“Ye bite me, lass, and I’ll turn ye over and blister yere arse, and I dinna care who’s watching.”
“If Corny sees us like this it’ll give him the wrong idea,” she hissed.
“He already has the wrong idea; this would just give him satisfaction and make him think his matchmaking scheme is succeeding. In fact, I’m thinking the only way he might leave us alone is if he thinks it is succeeding.”
“Does that mean you want me to be yere muscle therapist?” she asked, her brow lifting.
“Aye, that’ll do for starters, and to seal the deal, how about we pretend when we’re around Corny that we really do like each other? He doesna have to know our feelings aren’t serious,” he added.
Kellina thought about it for a moment. It was a dangerous plan, but a bold one. It would give her a chance to explore her feelings, but if her feelings were genuine, then she might be letting herself in for a world of heartache…
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