Okay, okay, so her book is, stop cringing. I know it was a bad pun.
*grins*
She's left us a yummy look inside, so enjoy!
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Being a cop can be a dirty job … but somebody’s got to do it.
Sergeant Alyssa Bloom, assigned as Patrolman Nate Wilshire’s
trainer, knows what it means to stay in control, be alert to her surroundings,
and keep a level head. Not so easy to do around the hot, young rookie.
Nate has the best job in the world—police officer with the sexiest
partner a guy could ask for. Alyssa might be training him, but he has a few
things he’d like to teach her. Unwilling to act on his desires and risk
unprofessional conduct, he asks Madame Eve to find him someone to scratch the
itch Alyssa can’t.
With the need to let loose hitting the red zone, Alyssa agrees to
contact 1Night Stand. When her date is none other than her sexy partner, she
has a decision to make—maintain professionalism and leave…or let her heart
finally take control.
Excerpt:
Nate
waited at the floor-to-ceiling window of the hotel room and stared out across
downtown San Diego. Tall skyscrapers soared around the city, their tops dusted
with popping colors of green, blue, and red. Cars passed by in a blur, and with
dusk only minutes past and the weekend kicking off, nightlife began to bloom
along with his own anticipation.
He
tucked his hands inside the charcoal dress pants and rocked back and forth in
the uncomfortable black dress shoes. After spending days in his boots and
uniform, the toes of the shoes pinched at his toes, and the soles unforgiving.
He did not miss them. At all.
The door
behind him clicked and a brush of air alerted him someone entered the room. He
stilled, his heartbeat kicking out an erratic tempo in his throat, but he
didn’t turn, instead watching a woman cross the threshold in the window’s
reflection. She assessed the larger-than-normal hotel suite before her gaze
settled on his back.
Perplexed,
he tipped his head, recognizing her familiar features. She progressed with a
lethal grace only a trained law enforcement officer would know, her steps
purposeful, but silent, even in heels higher than he’d ever seen her in.
Standing
to the side, she set her purse and a small black bag on a table, giving him her
profile. A flash of deep red hair grabbed his attention. He sucked in a breath
and pivoted in slow motion, refusing to allow hope to grow any more than it
had, yet at the same time, fear sliced through. The one person he needed to get
out of his system stood in the same room as he.
The
night was about to go to hell.
Facing
away from him, she took in the overwhelming luxury of the room. Desire slammed
into him, he came to life with a kick against his fly.
Alyssa.
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About D.C Stone
D.C. Stone is an e-book author and full-time fraud
investigator when she isn’t diving into the world of Fiction.
She lives in the north-east with her incredibly
supporting husband, two kids, and the all American black Labrador puppy. She’ll
deny any association with the grumpy cat that also resides in the house, but he
is there, never-the-less.
After serving eight years of service with the United
States Air Force, she went on to transition into the world of Financial Crimes
and became a lead investigator for many years.
Reading has always been a passion of hers, getting
lost in a good, steamy romance one of her favorite past times. That passion
took a back seat as soon as she discovered her own love for writing and
recreating her own stories and characters.
Her writing concentrates on Romance with specifics in Paranormal,
Suspense, and Erotica.
Now, when she isn’t trying to solve a new puzzle in
the world of fraud, she is engulfed with coffee, her laptop, and all those
crazy characters in her head. Trying to keep up with that crazy bunch is a skill many would yearn to have.
She is a member of the Romance Writers of America,
New Jersey Romance Writers, Kiss of Death, and the Liberty State Fiction
Writers. Come stop by on Facebook, Twitter or her website and say hello!
spicy situation for both of them :) I have the feeling it might be hard to resist temptation
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