Join me today in welcoming thie delightful, Chris Redding. She has graciously shared an excerpt from her book Blonde Demolition. Love the title!
Chris Redding lives in New Jersey with her husband, two kids, one dog and three rabbits. She graduated from Penn State with a degree in Journalism. When not writing she works for her local hospital in the Emergency Services Department. She has been writing for thirteen years and has five books published.
Learn more about Chris on her blog: http://chrisredddingauthor.blogspot.com/
by Chris Redding
The hot spray hit Mallory's sore muscles like a thousand needle points. Her heart raced. Her mind sped past it. What could he want?
"Ask me." She heard his voice through the translucent panel of the shower door. That voice that could send a thrill through her. That voice that had whispered to her of naked pleasures. That voice attached to a body that could fulfill those pleasures.
She shuddered, not surprised to see him. He had a knack for pushing through her boundaries.
"Do you mind? I'm naked, Trey."
His laugh rumbled from the depths of his amazing body. "I've seen you naked. In fact I could probably draw a road map of your body."
Her mouth went dry. She finished her shower and turned off the water. She let out a noisy breath before she opened the door. He would not get the best of her.
Trey McCrane held her towel as if he planned to make her barter him for it. A twinkle lit his ice-blue eyes. "Towel?"
She leaned on the metal frame of the stall, refusing to be intimidated. "Give me the towel."
He did, easier than she thought. His gaze roved over her as intrusive as if they were his hands. Even if she hadn't been naked, she would have felt that way. Trey could look through people.
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