Creatures of the Night I am pleased to welcome two amazing talented authors Kameron Brook and Dirk Tyler, back in to The Crypt once again with their newest collaboration Sinfully Delicious.
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Book Summary:
Christine's been without a man for far too
long, so she lets her BFF Jasmine talk her into speed-dating. Unfortunately,
far too many of her dates are romantic non-starters -- in the worst way. But
all it takes is one... and when the right man comes along, he's Sinfully
Delicious.
Excerpt:
Excerpt:
Wednesday Evening
It’d been two years, six months,
and fourteen days since Christine had felt the loving touch of anyone
but herself -- not that she was keeping track. Which was the reason
she’d allowed her best gal-pal, Jasmine, to talk her into heading
out tonight and giving the speed-dating scene a try… again.
“Woo
hoo, Christine. Come in. Are you with me?”
Christine studied her completed look
in the glass door of the Midnight Rendezvous. She held the phone
tucked between her ear and shoulder while she kept tugging at the hem
of her dress, which barely covered her ass cheeks. “Jasmine, I
can’t believe you talked me into this get-up. I’m literally
popping out all over.”
“Babe,
you look hot, so quit the bitching and stop tugging on it.”
Christine’s hands stalled and
dropped to her sides. “How’d you know what I was doing? Are you
lurking nearby?”
Jasmine’s voice rose an octave.
“Hello, best friend here. I know you, and I know you’re
freaking the hell out. Do me a favor and relax, because any man would
be lucky to have you. Now, hang up and get your sexy ass inside.”
Christine gave herself a final
once-over and took a deep breath, releasing it slowly. “Thanks,
Jasmine. You always know how to calm me down. Love you.”
“I
love you too. Now go.”
Christine nervously inched her way
over to the sign-up table, paid the twenty-dollar fee, picked up a
nametag, and found an unoccupied chair. As the announcer went over
all the rules of the event, she eyed the prospects and found several
who looked attractive. Hope began to blossom. It seemed simple
enough. Every two minutes a new man would sit down across from her
and engage in a brief conversation. If she believed a connection was
made, she would place his name on a card. The men would do the same,
and if there was a match between cards, both parties would be
notified through an email. “I can do this,” she mumbled.
The announcer rang the bell.
The first eligible bachelor,
Bradley, sat down, and it was two minutes of pure awkwardness. His
hands shook uncontrollably, and he wouldn’t stop apologizing. He
refused to make eye contact and finally excused himself to the
restroom, leaving her alone.
Christine couldn’t believe how
badly the night was starting off. She tried to embrace Jasmine’s
glass half full attitude and hope the next guy would at least remain
seated for the entire two minutes.
Ding.
A very handsome man with perfect features slid into the chair across
from Christine. She noticed right off the bat he had no wrinkle
lines, crow’s feet, laugh lines -- nada. She found that odd until
he spoke. Then it all became clear. Unlike Bradley, he didn’t say
“Hi” or offer any other pleasantries. His gaze traveled from her
face down to her chest, head tilting left to right, and then he
spoke. “You have a beautiful face and body, from what I can see,
for a woman of your age, but if you ever decide to fix your trouble
spots, I’d be happy to give you a discount.”
Christine
couldn’t believe her luck. She already doubted her looks, and now
this man she didn’t know was judging her appearance? Great, just
freaking great. If she were Jasmine, she would’ve been spewing
words that would make a sailor blush; however,
Christine hated
public confrontations. Instead she put on a fake smile. “Don’t
bother writing my name down.” Their remaining time couldn’t
possibly end quickly enough for her liking.
Ding.
“Thank God that’s over.” One look at the surgeon, and she
realized she’d spoken aloud. She opened her mouth to apologize, but
before she could get the chance, he turned and walked away.
Prospective dates three through
twelve were nice enough, but she knew they’d be no more than
friends, and not the kind with naughty benefits. Her shoulders
slumped in depression and she wondered why she’d let Jasmine talk
her into this. A dozen men had come and gone but none lit a fire in
her belly. Eyes downcast, she waited to hear the sound of a chair
scraping the floor.
Instead, she felt cool glass press
against her palm and a warm breath against her ear. “I didn’t
know what you normally drink, but I sensed you needed something
strong.”
Christine looked up into the most
gorgeous eyes she’d ever seen. They were almost hypnotic, and his
voice was equally distracting, drawing her in. She was clueless about
how long she stared at him like a lovesick puppy, but it was long
enough that another bachelor took his position for the two-minute
meet and greet. Spell broken, she addressed dreamy eyes first because
she had to know his name. “Umm, yes, thank you, Mr…”
“You
may call me Sin.” Then he stood upright and kept all his attention
on her but clearly directed his words to the gentleman across the
table. “If you were a smart man, you’d start the conversation by
telling her how gorgeous she looks tonight. Let her know no other
woman has ever looked lovelier in your eyes. That from the moment you
saw her, you wanted nothing more than to feel her lips against yours,
to touch her and be touched by her.”
Christine grew more aroused with
each word Sin uttered. She’d come out tonight looking for a spark,
and damn if she hadn’t found a five-alarm fire. Did Sin realize the
effect his words were having on her?
He winked, and her silent question
was answered. Damn him, he knew exactly what he was doing to her. The
other bachelor cleared his throat. “Yeah, thanks for the advice,
but I don’t need it. I’ve got this.”
Sin’s
face tensed up. “Not yet, you don’t.”
Bio:
Kameron and Dirk, a passionate couple in and out of the bedroom, has
decided to join forces and bring their erotic imagination to life with words.
Their solo stories are electric; however, the works they create together will
practically sizzle off the page. Yes, they might live in a quiet suburb
neighborhood, but they’re anything but tame and unadventurous. A fact you shall
read and learn about soon enough.
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Thank you for the showcase!
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