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Blog Tour (continued)

I have been remiss in continuing my tour with links:

On May 21st, I returned to Boxers or Briefs to reveal whether Colin from All’s Fair in Love and War was a boxers or briefs or other kind of guy. Did you guess correctly?

Also on May 21st, I wrote a guest piece for Siobhan Muir’s blog called “Can Sex Be Funny?”, one of my cuter pieces if I do say so myself.

On May 23rd, I am guest posting on Avery Flynn’s blog with some hot men for gratuitous– No, I did not objectify them, honestly…mostly. But as a teaser, this is one of the men pictured:

Marco Dapper

Oh my! (as George Takei would say)

I have a couple more stops next week, but I’ll provide an update later this week for those!

While All’s Fair has fallen off All Romance ebooks’ top chick lit bestsellers list, it remains on the top 30-day bestseller list for Bookstrand for erotic chick lit / hen lit. Not bad!

Thank you to all who picked up a copy! And if you’d like a chance to win a free copy, be sure to comment at Avery’s blog because one is up for grabs there.

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Not the Royal “We” but the Writing Team Known as Adonis Devereux Visits!

Today I am thrilled to spotlight a fellow Evernight Publishing author whose naughty fairy tale, The Twelve Naughty Princesses, released earlier this month. I’m going to hand over the keys to the author(s), the husband and wife writing team known as Adonis Devereux.

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Thank you so much, Lila, for letting us take over your blog for the day!

It’s the Mr. here, just wanting to let everyone know about our newest release, The Twelve Naughty Princesses.

We’re always so busy writing our Gilalion series of novels, scorching romances that take place in our home-brew fantasy world. In the midst of plotting for the manuscript we’re currently writing, we paused when we saw Evernight’s Naughty Fairy Tale line. We thought we’d like to try our hand at a short story, especially when it was a fairy tale that we could re-tell to maximum erotic effect. The Twelve Naughty Princesses has everything from spanking to voyeurism, from delicious faerie men to spunky, sexy princesses who know just what to do when they cross the veil and find themselves in a magical realm where they are required to do so much more than dancing

More About The Twelve Naughty Princesses:

Max is a soldier down on his luck, and when the king sends out a call for volunteers to solve the mystery of the twelve dancing princesses, Max figures he has nothing to lose, nothing, of course, except his head if he should fail. Max has faced death before and doesn’t fear it, but when he meets the princesses, all lovely, light-hearted, and battling constant exhaustion due to their mysterious nightly escapades, he realizes he could lose his heart as well. To win his princess, Max must break the spell. But he must face the truth that the twelve princesses are terribly naughty and do much more than just dance, and he will have to join in the amorous festivities himself to get them out.

Excerpt:

Each princess chose two dancing partners, and an invisible orchestra struck up a waltz. The music fell like dew drops and moonlight over the room, coating everyone and everything in its beauty, doubling in Max his longing for Alaren. She fell into the arms of one of her partners, leaning back into his chest. He cradled her in his powerful arms, and they swayed together. The other man joined them, and Alaren was pressed between their flesh. They moved with the waltz, their feet unerringly skipping across the ballroom floor while their bodies undulated against one another. They moved like waves in the sea. Each thrust evoked a pull. When one exhaled, the other inhaled. Grab and swirl, push and grind, the dancers performed their sex-waltz. Max brought himself almost to climax before he stopped suddenly, letting his cock go as it twitched in anticipation of orgasm. He knew how to build up his cum for a final, explosive release. He grabbed his cock again and resumed stroking.

Perdita, the mistress of the ball, walked around to different trios of dancers and administered light spankings where she thought appropriate. Some of the twins she upbraided for not giving themselves to the night, for not dancing with all the passion they could muster. The princesses giggled and moaned, enjoying every moment of their punishment. Max wondered if some of them did not dance badly on purpose just so they could get spanked. After being disciplined, the twins danced with greater heat as they wiggled their buttocks on their partners’ growing cocks. Perdita walked on, and the expression on her face reminded Max of a matron of a particular cat-house he used to visit regularly. Everyone had assumed that due to her severity, she hated men and wanted nothing to do with them. But Max had known better. Over her own protestations, he gave her a good fucking one night, taking her instead of one of her girls. That was just what she had needed, and he had known that. Whenever he went back there, he always fucked her. Perdita was much the same way. She looked stern and intimidating, but Max knew all she needed – all she wanted – was a forceful cock inside her that would not spurt within the first minute of intercourse. Strong women had that effect on men. They needed even stronger men with even greater stamina to topple them and give them the orgasms they craved.

Max returned his attention to Alaren, and his cock regained its vigor. Alaren was the woman for him; there was no doubt about it. She was what he needed. Max lost track of time. He did not know how long he stood there jacking off, but the music finally ended. The princesses’ slippers were worn through. They must have danced for hours, but how time flowed in the faery realm Max did not know. He was still as horny as ever. The princesses were all covered in sweat, their hair drenched and clinging to her skin, their corsets moving up and down with their labored breathing.

Image courtesy of The Naughty Fairy Tale Blog

Purchase it (and our other books) from:

Evernight Publishing

All Romance eBooks–

http://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-worthhisfreedom-630422-143.html

http://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-brideforthegodking-665365-143.html

http://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-chasingearthandflame-770243-143.html

http://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-thetwelvenaughtyprincesses-790120-143.html

Bookstrand

Amazon

Barnes and Noble

Thanks again, Lila, for having us here.

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You are very welcome and best wishes for runaway success with all your books!

More About Adonis Devereux

Adonis Devereux is two people made one. He grew up in Michigan and in rural Indiana, a Midwestern boy with a passion for story. She was rootless, a Virginia native who lived in London, Paris, and Rome before her parents settled just outside Tokyo. Like him, stories burned in her.

They met in university at a poetry reading, and their love story continued into marriage, graduate school, and half a dozen children. Now he teaches at a Japanese national university, and she teaches children to invert fractions and decline Latin nouns, all while researching ancient Roman and medieval recipes for their novels.

You can connect with Adonis in the following ways:

Blog   |  FacebookFB author page   |  TwitterAmazonGoodreads  |  Email

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Sinful Sirens Giveaway Hop (Int’l) (Winner Selected!)

Congratulations Jennifer Rote!

You were the lucky winner of my giveaway. I’ll be emailing you shortly about prize fulfullment.  Thanks to everyone who participated. I appreciate all the great reading suggestions!

Hi everyone!

We hope you are as excited as we are about the Sinful Sirens Giveaway Hop!  Thanks for visiting me today!!

I am giving away a hot-off-the-cyber-press e-book, my debut release from Evernight Publishing, All’s Fair in Love and War. I’m so pleased to brag that it’s doing pretty well it the Chick Lit category at both All Romance ebooks and BookStrand.  Who says Chick Lit is dead? Not me, that’s for sure.

So, a little about me for my first time visitors:

I write erotica and erotic romance as Lila Shaw, mainstream adult fiction as Claire Gillian and young adult fiction under a third name, but she’s shy and doesn’t come out much on my blog. I’ve been writing for about four years, writing the steamier stuff for about two.

I live in the rainy, moldy Pacific NW with my husband and two teenaged sons. It’s actually a perfect place for the likes of a pasty-white, auburn-haired (well, used to be anyway and thanks to Miss Clairol it maintains a reasonable semblance to such) gal. I’m not a full time writer though that’s my retirement dream, a dream that is sadly and happily far too many years away.

Most of my writing involves strong-willed women who are most definitely NOT submissives but would probably be more likely to be the Doms, not that I write about BDSM. I don’t. Sorry. My heroines would have told 50 Shades’ Christian Grey, “Nuh-uh, you are SO not using that thing on me!”. But I do like to keep it light and funny wherever possible, even the sex, cause sex is kind of funny if you think about it. It is!

Enough about me and on to more about the prize.

About My Giveaway:

It’s a two-fer. Free books are great but so are gift cards to Amazon that give you the freedom to buy whatever you like. So one lucky commenter will win both!

One e-book copy of All’s Fair in Love and War

Only two obstacles block Shelby Donaldson’s path to success at her new job—her sizzling hot supervisor and his freezing cold attitude. Maybe her flirting got a little out of hand at first, but that’s no reason for Mr. Sighs-A-Lot to screw her over in her performance review.

Colin Montoya is not going to fall for Shelby’s sex-in-a-suit brand of temptation. He’s got her number and is not going to dial it, nor is he going to allow Shelby’s philandering brother to marry his baby sister.

After an explosive one-night stand goes awry, battle lines are drawn. But can the warring co-workers negotiate a cease-fire long enough to realize their romantic fortunes might just lie in each other?

Read an excerpt at Evernight’s site

AND One $10 gift e-card to Amazon.

Because all the prizes are digital, this giveaway is international.

To Enter:

To enter, all you have to do is tell me your favorite erotic romance or romance that you’ve read lately and why.  The why is very important so don’t forget that part, but really that’s it! No blog follows (though appreciated) or Facebook likes (also appreciated) or Twitter follows (but loved), just a cyber penny for your readerly thoughts because I’m always looking for a good read.

AND when you’ve finished sharing a favorite read and its why, do hop on over to another blog on the list of hoppers linked below.  Thank you again for your visit and have fun!

Sinful Sirens Giveaway Hop

1. Under The Covers (Host) Int. 45. Sarah Grimm (INT) 89. Romance Book Junkies
2. Guilty Pleasures (Host) Int. 46. Alison Chambers 90. Sandra Bunino
3. Turning The Pages (Int) 47. LaVerne Clark @ Novel Natterings (INT) 91. Book Lovin Mamas (US)
4. Riverina Romantics (INT) 48. Lori @ Romancing the Darkside (Int.) 92. Wendy Smith
5. LITERAL ADDICTION iNT 49. Lynne Connolly (INT) 93. Madame D’s Boudoir
6. Addicted2Heroines (Int) 50. Rhian Cahill 94. Romance Book Club
7. Kallypso Masters 51. Paige Tyler 95. Ednah Walters (US/Can)
8. Eliza Gayle INT 52. Tory Richards 96. Mary @Sweeping Me {INT}
9. Bonnie Bliss (Int) 53. Maxine Mansfield 97. R. Brennan
10. Shelley Munro (Int) 54. As the Pages Turn (INT) 98. Leigh Savage (US/CAN)
11. Leia Shaw @ The Paranormal G-Spot (US) 55. Scarlett Sanderson (INT) 99. Natalie G. OWens
12. CS Maxwell ~ Where (US) 56. Kriss @ The Cabin Goddess 100. Sara Daniel Romance Author (INT)
13. Siobhan Muir (INT) 57. Isabelle Drake (INT) 101. Kharisma Rhayne
14. HEA-Reads (Int) 58. Romance on a Budget (INT) 102. The Book Nympho (US)
15. Blackraven Erotic Cafe (Int) 59. Desiree Holt 103. Lila Shaw (INT)
16. Blackravens Reviews (INT) 60. Cari Quinn 104. Gettin’ Shamrocked with JoAnne Kenrick
17. AJ’s Reading Nook (INT) 61. P. L. Parker 105. Full Moon Bites
18. The Readers Roundtable After Dark (INT) 62. Dianne Hartsock (int) 106. Michelle Clay
19. Dark Divas Reviews (INT) 63. Cassandra Dean (INT) 107. The eBook Reviewers (US)
20. Cocktails and Books (int) 64. Mari Carr 108. Rhys Astason (INT)
21. The Jeep Diva (US & INT) 65. Gabrielle Bisset (INT) 109. K.E. Saxon
22. My Secret Romance 66. Ju Dimello (INT) 110. Leila Brown
23. Miss Vain’s Paranormal Fantasy (INT) 67. Ann Cory(US) 111. Reading On The Wild Side (US)
24. Ramblings From This Chick (US) 68. Dawn Brown 112. Candace Shaw, author of fun, flirty & sexy romance
25. Diane Thorne – Erotic Paranormal Romance (INT) 69. Tami Brothers ~ Live, Love, Write! 113. Book Whore Blog (INT)
26. Close Encounters with the Night Kind 70. Josee Renard 114. Little Read Riding Hood (INT)
27. Natasha Blackthorne (INT) 71. The Bunny’s Review (Int) 115. Minding Spot
28. Bianca Sommerland 72. Serenity Woods (INT) 116. After Dark (INT)
29. Megan Slayer 73. Kelly Gendron 117. Billi Jean
30. Melissa Love 74. Cari Silverwood (Int) 118. I am a book addict…and proud of it! (US)
31. Delighted Reader 75. Felicity Heaton, PNR author (INT) 119. Kiru Taye, Author (INT)
32. Casey Crow (INT) 76. The Steamy Side (US) 120. The Wiccan Haus (Int)
33. Talk Supe (INT) 77. Lee Brazil- Lee’s Musings (INT) 121. Dominique Eastwick (int)
34. Best Erotica Books 78. Book Monster Reviews (INT) 122. Erykah Wyck
35. Reader’s Edyn 79. A Darker Passion 123. I Smell Sheep (US)
36. Mystifying Paranormal Reviews (US) 80. Jess @ Wickedly Bookish 124. Another Look Book Reviews (CAN/US)
37. Picked by Poison 81. Delaney Diamond~Sweet & Sensual Romance (INT) 125. Carly Fall (INT)
38. D. Renee Bagby / Zenobia Renquist (INT) 82. Selena Blake 126. Red Hot Books (INT)
39. Addictive Passions (Int) 83. Autumn Glazier (INT) 127. Nadja Notariani (US/Can)
40. W. Lynn Chantale (INT) 84. Amanda J. Greene (INT) 128. Hesperia Loves Books (INT)
41. DC Juris 85. Lea Barrymire(US) 129. LilyElement
42. Cheryl – A Little Bit of Spice (Int) 86. Romancing Rakes For The Love of Romance(US) 130. Lily Graison, author, (INT)
43. Kacey Hammell 87. Smitten With Bad Boy Heroes (INT) 131. Shades of Rose
44. KyAnn Waters (Int) 88. A Page In The Life: Lee Ann Sontheimer Murphy 132. Dani Harper, PNR author, (INTL)

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Some “Immortal Love” from author Danica Avet (Winner Chosen!)

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Congratulations Sandra Bunino!

You won the free copy of Danica’s novel Immortal Love and the Amazon gift card. Danica will contact you about the prize fulfillment. Thank you to all the commenters who read Danica’s spotlight and participated. :)

Today I am thrilled to spotlight a fellow Evernight Publishing author, Danica Avet, whose novel, Immortal Love (Olympus, Inc.), released April 28th and is currently on Evernight’s “Hot Selling” titles for May. I’m also hosting a giveaway for Danica. Details at the end of the post.

But first…

About Danica

Danica Avet was born and raised in the wilds of South Louisiana (that would be somewhere around Houma) where mosquitoes are big enough to carry off small children and there are only two seasons: hot and hotter. With a BA in History, she figured there were enough fry cooks in the world and decided to try her hand at writing. For eight years she played at writing, but in 2008, she decided to get serious and began down the rocky road to publication.

Unmarried with no children, Danica is the lucky pet of a compulsively needy dog and two cats. The pitter-patter of little feet has been known to make her break out into a cold sweat.

Writing is how she gives the voices in her head a way out. They speak to her constantly wanting their stories told and she does her best to accommodate them. She writes paranormal romance and may eventually branch out to contemporaries. When she isn’t writing, working, or contemplating the complexities of the universe, she spends time gathering inspiration from her insane family, reads far more than any sane person would want to, and watches hot burly men chase an oblong ball all over a field.

You can connect with Danica in the following ways:

Website: www.danicaavet.com

Blog: www.danicaavet.wordpress.com

Twitter: @danicaavet https://twitter.com/#!/DanicaAvet

Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/#!/pages/Danica-Avet-Writer/108148517161

Now, let’s check out her book!! I already got my copy because it sounds terrific.

About Immortal Love (Olympus, Inc):

Enforcer Roxana Love works for Olympus, Inc., the corporate face of the Greek pantheon, and knows better than to trust anyone in administration. Assigned to find and protect the newest member of Olympus, Inc., she figures it’ll be a grab and go job, until she discovers her assignment is the same man she slept with the night before. Keeping things professional will be near impossible when she can’t decide if she wants to kill or kiss him.

One night with Roxana isn’t enough for Mason Landry, despite how crazy she seems. However, he isn’t given much choice when he’s thrown through his window, attacked by mythical beings, and told he’s part-immortal. Roxana’s explanation is too fantastical to believe, but if it keeps him by her side, he’ll go along for the ride. Meeting gods and dodging monsters from lore is nothing compared to the fight he’ll have winning Roxana’s heart.

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Excerpt:

She woke up in a puddle of drool. Roxana made a face. Her mouth tasted like a cat had taken a shit in it in the middle of the night. Ugh. Morning breath. She needed a toothbrush and a gallon of mouthwash. Now.

She rolled away from her drool, throwing her arm out. It landed on something solid and warm. She froze. What. The. Hell. She tried to remember what happened the night before. Yeah, it didn’t take long for the memories to come roaring back. Sex. Lots of sex. With a human! A human who had managed to keep up with her, twist her inside out, and made her come so many times, she felt like they set a world record.

A groan hovered. No, no regrets. She’d needed last night to work her frustrations at Zeus out of her system. And it had so worked. She felt more relaxed than she had in years.

She cracked open one eye and peered around the room. She was in his apartment. Thank gods it wasn’t hers. He was simply too good at making her come to injure by kicking him out of her bed.

Dried spit on the side of her face reminded her she’d been drooling. Drooling! Ugh. She pushed herself up and looked over at Mason. He was flat on his stomach, half of his body hanging off the bed. She looked at herself. She was a total bed hog, and she knew it. She’d probably pushed him that way at some point in the night because she was in the center of the bed with plenty of room. She smirked.

Served him right after that last round of mind-blowing sex.

Early morning light slanted over the bed, caressing his skin like a lover. She could stare at his body forever, but that would not work. She had a job to do. Heaving a mental sigh, she eased out of the bed. He’d been a good lay for the night, good enough to leave her a little wobbly when she tried to stand.

Okay. That never happened to her. She could usually go several rounds and still have enough energy and strength to kick ass afterwards. Mason had definitely been worth the time she lost the night before. Her thighs were stained with her juices and his cum. She sighed. Glad she’d conjured a pack of towelettes when she left the bar last night, she grabbed a few to clean herself. With the way they’d gone at it, it was a damn good thing she couldn’t get pregnant from a mortal. Her body needed immortal seed to conceive. She shook her head with a soft laugh.

She found her four thousand dollar dress crumpled on the floor. Eh, looked like she had another dress to donate to the cleaning service. She waved her hand towards the dress, sending it to her apartment on Mount Olympus. She conjured a pair of distressed Hudson jeans and an Aiko tunic because she’d be combing the streets for Zeus’s friggin’ grandson. She’d leave the panties for Mason. They were her favorite, yeah, but were so torn up she couldn’t wear them again.

Roxana smiled and dressed as quickly as she could. No use hanging around for Mason to get all weepy when he saw the best piece of ass he’d ever had walking out the door. She wasn’t cocky. She’d seen the enthralled look on his face. She stopped to buff her nails. Yeah, she was good. And in a damn good mood after yesterday’s self-pity party.

It took a little longer to find her shoes. She leaned on the bed to put them on, her gaze eating up the sight of a naked, exhausted Mason sprawled on the bed. He was so sexy. She sighed. His skin was so gorgeous, like dark satin poured over steely muscles. Yeah, she could get used to that sight. The scars littering his skin only made him much more attractive to her. She so loved a male who—

She blinked. Shook her head. A little laugh escaped her. She was imagining things, of course. Roxana stood up straight and swung her purse over her shoulder. She headed to the door, pausing in the doorway.

And looked back at the big man on the bed. His head was turned towards her, his face relaxed in sleep. She tilted her head to the left, then to the right. Her heartbeat spiked. No. No, no, no!

Her purse fell to the floor with a thud, but she ignored it as she stalked back to the bed. Upon closer inspection, the scars looked familiar. Too familiar for her peace of mind. The scar tissue on her back and chest itched. No, this could not be happening.

Her legs gave out, and she sprawled on the floor next to the bed. She stared up at the ceiling as her brain swirled with the implications of what she’d done.

She’d had sweaty, dirty monkey sex with Heracles’s son. She was so screwed, she’d be lucky if she could hold her head up at the next inter-company mixer. Her hands curled into fists.

She was going to kill Mason and make it look like an accident. She was an Enforcer; she was good at things like that. He’d never even realize it. The bastard. He’d probably tell his man-whore dad all about her begging him for his cock. Impotent tears burned her eyes as she imagined the hard-earned respect she’d gained over the last two thousand years slipping away from her.

You know you want it! Here are two ways you can get it:

1. Enter the Giveaway

Danica has been kind enough to sponsor an awesome giveaway:

One free e-book of Immortal Love AND a $10 Amazon gift card

To enter, simply comment on the thread by Midnight Pacific time on Saturday, May 19th, and tell me why you’d like to read Immortal Love. Be sure to include an email address either in completing the comment form or in the body of your comment. I’ll randomly select a commenter on the 20th, then pass your information on to Danica.

OR

If you can’t wait that long, you can…

2. Purchase it NOW from:

Evernight Publishing

Amazon

All Romance eBooks

BookStrand

Release Day!! All’s Fair in Love and War is here!

It’s finally here! My debut novel, All’s Fair in Love and War from Evernight Publishing.

I wrote this as my very first NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month) entry and won by typing the 50,000th word prior to November 30th. This was back in 2009. Almost three years later, here she is–polished and shiny! People really DO publish their NaNo novels / novellas and mine is available for sale TODAY in ebook format at these fine online booksellers:

(if any links are missing, it’s because I haven’t found my book’s listing yet on the site but will edit them in later)

Evernight Publishing

Amazon

All Romance e-books

Bookstrand

Barnes & Noble

If you like office romances or if you liked my alter-ego, Claire Gillian’s The P.U.R.E., you’ll probably enjoy All’s Fair.

Need more information?

Heres’s the blurb:

Only two obstacles block Shelby Donaldson’s path to success at her new job—her sizzling hot supervisor and his freezing cold attitude. Maybe her flirting got a little out of hand at first, but that’s no reason for Mr. Sighs-A-Lot to screw her over in her performance review.

Colin Montoya is not going to fall for Shelby’s sex-in-a-suit brand of temptation. He’s got her number and is not going to dial it, nor is he going to allow Shelby’s philandering brother to marry his baby sister.

After an explosive one-night stand goes awry, battle lines are drawn.  But can the warring co-workers negotiate a cease-fire long enough to realize their romantic fortunes might just lie in each other?

And Here’s an Excerpt:

Colin watched Shelby leave, baffled as usual by her flighty behavior. She was the most frustrating woman he had ever met, in more ways than one. Having to work with her for three weeks had stretched his tolerance to the limit. He was grateful to finally be rid of her, the signed performance review in his hot little hands. If only his body felt the same way about her as his head.

He rose from his chair and followed her out. He checked his watch. Nearly five-thirty. Since it was also a Friday, happy hour at the usual location awaited. Good thing, too, because he always felt like a stiff drink after an exchange with Shelby Donaldson.

Shelby sashayed around the corner to her cubicle. Colin couldn’t help but track her hips as they swayed. Exasperated with his unbidden reaction, he made a hard right into his own cubicle and collapsed into his chair. After lingering over a few last minute client details, he organized and stowed his work, then headed out.

At Roscoe’s Sports Bar and Grill in the heart of downtown Portland, Oregon, Colin zeroed in on the tiny table a couple of his buddies had staked out near the foosball tables. Pulling up a bar stool, he ordered a beer then dove into the order of nachos that claimed nearly the entire surface of the table. He and his friends caught up with each other, and he shared the reason for his tardiness.

“Isn’t that her over there?” His friend and colleague Allan pointed to a table of giggly women near the bar.

Colin turned and saw several women from his firm, including Shelby.

“Yeah.” He spun back around, hoping she hadn’t spotted him.

“Which one is she?” his other friend, Christian, asked.

“She’s the one in the red sweater with long dark hair parted on the side, big hoop earrings with these stupid cats hanging from the bottom, sinister blood red talons for fingernails. You can’t miss her if you look for the pall of obstinacy that surrounds her, sort of like Pigpen from Peanuts with his cloud of dirt.”

“The one with the nice rack?”

“I hadn’t noticed.” Colin feigned disinterest, struggling to keep all inflection from his voice.

“I guess you were too preoccupied with her pus – kitties.” Allen slapped him on the back, and both friends guffawed.

If Colin were being honest, he’d have to admit that not much about Shelby escaped his attention – hazel eyes that danced with amusement at the oddest things, a laugh that contrasted sharply with her delicate features in its bawdiness. And yes, she had a nice rack, as well as nice legs and a tight little body she obviously pampered. Every square inch of her was designed to distract and lure a man to his doom. Even her infectious laughter, which cut through the din of the bar, got to him. It always had, but that lethal package was marred by a personality made of piss and vinegar when she didn’t get her way. Given the inappropriateness of dating a co-worker, especially a subordinate, he was almost grateful for the fatal flaw.

Colin escaped to the bathrooms to shut out the mirthful sounds. On his return, he met Shelby in the narrow hallway. They did the obstacle dance with each other before he stopped and stood to one side. As she nodded then passed, he got a whiff of her perfume, the same scent she wore every day. Over his shoulder, he watched her walk away before he continued back to his table, shaking his head. He absolutely hated how she turned him upside down.