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Want a sneak peak? Check out this short excerpt from my title, SAVING SARAH.
He was everything she didn’t want in a man; she was everything he’d ever wanted in a woman. Keeping her safe proved as challenging as luring her into his bed.
The front legs of Travis’s tilted back chair hit the floor with a resounding thud the minute he spotted Sarah Thompson entering The Raging Bull. His Sarah. Narrowing his eyes, he took in the new hairstyle and sexy as sin clothes and swore under his breath. Just what the hell was she up to? Seated at a back, corner table in order to better observe the patrons without notice, he watched her skip onto the dance floor, surprised at the rapid surge of possessiveness strangling him. He’d been attracted to the cute baker for weeks, enjoyed giving her a hard time and fantasized about getting that soft, round body under him. It took seeing her smiling at other men, lapping up being in their arms to consider moving faster in his pursuit.
There were three men he’d spotted during the last two hours of undercover surveillance whom he thought bore watching closer. One of them just cut in with Sarah and brought him to his feet. Striding toward them, he caught the subtle shift of the man’s hands toward her ass and her quick scowl, the one his cock always responded to. With a tap on the man’s shoulder, Travis ignored his glare and shouldered him aside.
“My turn.” Before Sarah could blurt out and call him Chief, he swooped down and covered her startled gasp with his mouth, pulling her up against him just as the band switched to a slow ballad.
She stiffened at first, then melted against him, her low moan filling his mouth, her swift surrender taking him by surprise. It took a sharp nip to her plump, lower lip, to encourage her to open. Delving in, he explored the warm recesses of her mouth with teasing strokes and felt her immediate response in the hardening of her nipples against his chest. Who would’ve known his prim and proper baker possessed such a sensuous streak?
Releasing that responsive mouth with reluctance, he whispered above her damp lips, “Don’t call me Chief. I’ll explain later. What the hell are you doing here, Sarah?”