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Dangerous
Curves
By: Morgan
Published May 23, 2013
by Secret Cravings Publishing
Blurb
Wolfe Jackson is hot on the trail of a domestic terroristic who has been causing havoc and panic by blowing up factories. The trail, although sketchy, has led to a convention in the Midwest. Is it a false trail? Wolfe is unsure, but he knows that a certain blonde named Krista bears investigating.
Krista Harlow finds her life as a principal dull. So bland in fact, she thinks attending the annual principal conference might enliven it. She even harbors secret romantic aspirations. As a principal, she must keep everything strait laced and buttoned down, but that was before she was mistaken for a corporate saboteur and possible murderer.
Wolfe initially approaches the suspect by pretending he knows her. Krista plays along, proving she's either devilishly clever or she's really interested in him as a man. The road to restore his credibility is full of dangerous curves.
Wolfe Jackson is hot on the trail of a domestic terroristic who has been causing havoc and panic by blowing up factories. The trail, although sketchy, has led to a convention in the Midwest. Is it a false trail? Wolfe is unsure, but he knows that a certain blonde named Krista bears investigating.
Krista Harlow finds her life as a principal dull. So bland in fact, she thinks attending the annual principal conference might enliven it. She even harbors secret romantic aspirations. As a principal, she must keep everything strait laced and buttoned down, but that was before she was mistaken for a corporate saboteur and possible murderer.
Wolfe initially approaches the suspect by pretending he knows her. Krista plays along, proving she's either devilishly clever or she's really interested in him as a man. The road to restore his credibility is full of dangerous curves.
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Her
sister snatched up the dress Krista had on when Wolfe started making love to
her in the middle of the bookstore. Krista watched as her sister held the dress
up to her face, sniffed, and looked over at her sister with a grin.
“I
smell him on the dress.” She draped the dress over her petite form and swirled
out of reach. “I think I’ll call this your ‘get lucky’ dress. Can I borrow it?”
“As
if.” She held her hand out for the dress.
“I’m
betting it’s dry clean only.”
Krista
put the dress aside, determined not to wash it if Wolfe’s scent still lingered.
Maybe she’d put it in a plastic bag to preserve the scent. Bring it out when
she wanted to remember a time when her life wasn’t predictable. Pathetic.
“So
is Mr. Mysterious going to drop by for a visit?”
Krista
continued to paw through her suitcase to find Natalie’s souvenir T-shirt. It
read Somebody Went
to Columbus and All I Got Was a Stinking T-shirt. It also gave her a
convenient excuse to ignore her sister’s question
“Is
he coming by and you’re not telling me? Or was it just one of those lust-crazed
one-night-stand kind of things?” Natalie asked.
Krista
had it with her sister’s questions. They were hitting too close to home.
There
would be no Mr. Mysterious dropping by. She heard her sister’s gasp and spoke
before she even turned.
“Okay—it
was a mindless physical thing. He looked like an ad for Bad Boys, Inc. I
couldn’t help myself. I ripped his clothes off and had animalistic sex with
him. Are you happy now?”
“That’s
not how I remember it,” a male voice drawled with a hint of laughter.
Krista
was afraid to move. Natalie edged up beside her and tugged on her arm as if she
didn’t know someone stood in the door.
She
turned slowly, not daring to breathe. She wanted him to be there, but what was
she going to do if he was? The sunlight behind silhouetted him. Krista didn’t
need to see his face. Her body knew him. Her heart sped up, her temperature
skyrocketed, and her sister pawed through Krista’s purse.
“What
are you doing?” Krista inquired, her eyes never leaving Wolfe.
“I
thought I’d take the sports car for a drive, so you guys could have some
privacy. Wink, wink, nudge, nudge.” She located the keys, tossed a smile at
Wolfe and fled.
“Remember,
it’s a rental,” Krista yelled after her departing sister.
“Your
sister?” Wolfe inquired.
“Yep,
the one and only Natalie.” She threw out her hands up, not knowing what else to
say.
Wolfe stepped into the room, no longer backlit
by the sun. “I like her. She says what she thinks.”
“That’s
her.” Krista stuck her hands in her jeans pocket and fingered the earring.
“So,
does her sister say what she thinks?” Wolfe drifted closer, putting an arm on
each side of her, caging her against the table.
She
definitely wouldn’t have to resort to sniffing her dress. The smell of slightly
sweat-dampened male, along with a whiff of sandalwood cologne and the musky
aroma of his arousal fogged her senses. The edge of the wooden table cut into
her hips.
“So
let’s talk about you ripping my clothes off and the animalistic sex.”
Author Info
Morgan K
Wyatt, raised on a steady diet of superheroes, believed she could fly at a very
young age. After using trees, barn lofts, sliding boards, and even a second
story window as launch pads, she found her flying skills were limited to fast
and downward. By the age of nine, her dreams to be a superhero needed some
modifications, which caused her to turn to writing and horseback riding as
alternatives to flying.
At the age of twenty, she had another chance
at superhero greatness as being one of the few female soldiers trained for
combat. The fact that women will be able to serve in combat soon indicates that
all the witnesses to the grenade incident have retired. The grenade incident
didn’t prevent her two sons or daughter-in-law from enlisting in the service.
Having different last names probably helped.
Morgan
recently retired from teaching special needs students to write fulltime,
instead of in the wee hours of the night. With the help of her helpful husband
and loyal hound, she creates characters who often grab plot lines and run with
them. As for flying, she prefers the airlines now.
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http://www.amazon.com/Morgan-K.-Wyatt/e/B008EEC4EY/ref=sr_ntt_srch_lnk_2?qid=1370798169&sr=8-2
Good Morning Melinda,
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This book, filled with suspense and romance, was one of my summer reads. Enjoy your tour, Morgan!
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Great post. I tweeted.
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OMG, this excerpt was awesome! Especially this line>> “Remember, it’s a rental"
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Hi Misty,
ReplyDeleteI can see you have a sibling or two. Thanks for commenting.