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Six Sentences:
“What’s your desire, oh mistress of my heart?” He reached out to touch her but she drew back.

“You didn’t say may I.” Her glossy red lips curved up into a smile. “Bad boy. You must be punished.”

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Excerpt:
“Your parents. They look so young. It’s nice to see people who stay in love.”

“It’s a family tradition,” he whispered. “Be careful if you marry a Garcia because we mate for life.”

His breath on her neck incited a riot of shivers like frenetic spiders skittering across her flesh.


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                  Happy New Year!!! 
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In honor of that event I thought I would share 6 sentences from Bad Habit.
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~J.D.
 Set up: Teri Slaughter has been hiding out in her sister's convent pretending to be a nun, but Angel Garcia has tracked her down and convinced her to let him protect her when the killers strike close to the convent. But he is highly attracted to her. He steps over the line although trying to remain professional.


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Teri locked the bathroom door and leaned against it. She tasted Angel’s kiss and felt his hands on her body. She awoke aroused and still felt the heat of Angel’s kisses.

She had never been kissed with such passion.

She had never wanted any man the way she wanted Angel Garcia.

She had never felt so vulnerable in her life.
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Set up: 
Micki's car windows have been shot out and she is in a panic. She drives away while calling her ex boyfriend, a cop. When a woman answers she is stunned. He has taken the phone and asks what she wants.

Excerpt:Her stomach clenched at the sound of his deep voice. She closed her eyes, wishing she hadn’t called. Some things never change. “I’m sorry to bother you, Oz. I don’t want to make things difficult.”

He snorted indelicately. “Too late for that.”

Set up~After being shot at in Central Park, Micki goes back to Oz, her former lover and a cop.
Excerpt~
     Oz was leaning up against the building as she pulled into the parking space. A familiar ache spread through her when she saw him.    She could almost feel his arms holding her, his tall, lean body the perfect haven. Resting her head against his chest would make her feel safe and secure, but she’d given up the right to experience those things with him.

     When he saw her, he ducked his head and raked his fingers through his thick, dark hair before pushing away from the wall. He stepped into the street and surveyed her through the shattered window.
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Set up: After being shot at in Central Park, Micki Vermillion returns to her ex-boyfriend, Oz, an alpha-male cop with just one chink in his armor...Micki. 

Excerpt-6 Sentences~

     Micki found herself deserted by the tiny shred of control with which she had driven here to face the man she’d turned her back on. She smiled, although tears sprang to her eyes. “Yes, Sir, Officer Osmond.” Her hand shook as she reached to take the one he offered.

     “Oh, Micki,” his voice softened. “Don’t cry.” 

     The crystal and pearl encrusted bodice of her white satin Vera Wang gown struggled to contain her proud bosom. The white illusion veil floated behind her like a ten foot vapor trail as she stomped angrily across the manicured grass while simultaneously demonstrating her impressive knowledge of profanities.

     Train wreck! This is going to be a train wreck. Micki envisioned her carefully choreographed event dissolving before her eyes. A state of paralysis crept over her but she shook it off, sucked in a deep breath and plastered a determinedly cheery smile in place.