I’m happy to say I’ve finally figured out Twitter! This is very exciting for me, since once upon a time #s, @s, etc. was an alien language that confused me to no end. Now, I’ve mastered much of it, and in doing so I’ve found another outlet for procrastination. (Though admittedly, my two Pinterest accounts are feeling put out right now.)
I follow many of my favorite authors and friends, but I also follow fellow geeks and fandoms, such as Wil Wheaton and about ten different Doctor Who accounts. And of course, cute kittens. Lots of cute kittens.
I hope if you have a Twitter account I’ll bump into you sometime! And feel free to follow me, I do my best to follow everyone back J
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Kat goes on the prowl looking for a one night stand to rile up her new friends. A little shock and awe to keep her sane in a life no longer hers. When she’s matched with Jared through 1Night Stand, he seems perfect for her plans. Conservative, sweet, and sexy as sin, she’s ready for one hell of a ride.
But Jared is more than she bargained for—much more. And when her plans for amusement turn dangerous will the two find a way to stay alive?
"Come on.” She winked. “You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do.”
"I thought these things were urban legend. I never imagined I’d see one in real life.”
His date’s gaze glimmered with mischief. “There are lots of big hairy surprises out there for those brave enough to search for them.”
“Like you, for one.” He cleared his throat. “Except for the hairy part. I hope, anyway.”
A slight blush colored her cheeks, and he brushed his knuckles over the soft skin there. Shadows marred the smoothness beneath her eyes. Had she been sick? Or maybe her party girl lifestyle drew out too much. She stepped back.
“Cowboy up, sugar.” She grasped his hand and pulled him forward, again surprising him with her power. Under the softness of her curves lay a fair amount of muscle. It’d take all night to spend the pent up energy boiling in his veins. He’d passed the point of return…. Without sex, and soon, he’d run howling through the streets, a crazed animal.
After taking an elevator to the basement level of the parking garage, she led him to a red door and rapped on its freshly painted surface. Dark corners closed in on them. The hairs on his arms and neck rose. He sensed being watched. More cameras. Were as many inside? And maybe a live Internet feed his family could run across in some improbable way?
Don’t create imaginary monsters. He squared his shoulders.
A partition slid open. Dark eyes narrowed, focusing on Kat who lifted a pale brow. The panel slammed closed, and Jared let a small sigh slip. Could he be off the hook? This night had turned out to be more than he’d bargained for, leaving him ready to tuck tail and run. Find somewhere else to indulge his feral wants with his date. The door swung open, and the odor of incense assaulted him. His escape option evaporated.