She was stepping up her game.

Lindsey and her husband were finally getting away for the weekend. No kids, no phone, and no interruptions. If things went as she planned, they’d have an unforgettable time.

Then her husband raised the stakes. The events that followed would take them further than she’d ever dreamed they’d go.

She hoped they didn’t get arrested, because she wasn’t backing down.

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EXCERPT:

The wine was just like she liked it, crisp with just a hint of apple. Very nice. She took another sip and leaned back in her chair, taking the opportunity to slip off her shoes. There would be plenty of time to torture herself later. Right now, it was time to torture her husband. Fortunately, there were long tablecloths in this place.

She found his leg and started rubbing it under the table. Nothing more than running her foot up one side of his leg and down the other, but enough to light his face with a delighted grin.

Eyes twinkling, he set his wine down. “You’re going to make me crazy before dinner even arrives. I shudder to think about the state I’ll be in once we start dancing.”

“I’m not sure what you mean.” She used her toes to run little circles around his kneecap. “We’re just going to sit here and have a nice conversation while we wait for dinner.”

“I see. I’ll do my best to keep my attention focused on your every word.”

“See that you do, because if I feel as if you’re beginning to get distracted, I may have to get your attention somehow.” She pulled her foot back to make her point.

“I promise to be diligent. What shall we talk about?”

Lindsey eyed him over the rim of her glass. “Let’s see, how about plans for tomorrow? There are hiking trails. You know how I love to be on my feet.” She rubbed his inner thigh.

He licked his lips. “You are an avid…hiker. I’ll do my best to keep up.”

“See that you do, because I intend to take one of the more…challenging trails.” She extended her leg until she was teasing his crotch with her toes. He was rock hard. “And I’m going to take my time, so don’t think you can just declare yourself done and stop. We’re not done till I say so.”

His smile widened. “Yes ma’am.”

She slowly stroked his cock through the fabric of his trousers, letting him discreetly adjust himself. She kept her eyes locked on his as she continued a stream of mundane chatter. If he was slow to respond, she relaxed her pace.

Touching him with all these people around them had her on fire. She wanted to hike up the hem of her dress and pleasure herself, but she didn’t.

Ray probably expected her to stop once the food arrived, but she didn’t. She nonchalantly took a bite of her salmon and kept right on stroking him. In fact, she sped up. She wanted to get him so revved up that he would just about do her on the dance floor.

Hold your cards close, hold your lover closer.

Leann Parker lost her old life when she witnessed a murder and had to vanish into Witness Protection. US Marshal Lily Callahan guarded her for weeks, body and soul. She dreamed about the tough lawwoman taking that protection a step further, but didn’t act, a major failure for a high-stakes gambler.

Now she has another chance to win the whole pot, if she has the nerve to make the play.

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EXCERPT:

“Lily, you lived in my back pocket for three weeks straight. I don’t think you took a minute off. You should get away and have a real vacation.” I took another sip of my tea. “You’re always so focused on everyone else that you never take time to heal your own wounds. You need to smell the flowers and get laid before you go bonkers.”

Her eyes widened. “I know the woman with no love life isn’t telling me I need to do the horizontal mambo.”

“Maybe I am.” I hadn’t realized it, but I’d just made the first move in this dance. The time was right to raise the stakes.

She laughed bitterly. “I can’t just turn the job off. I don’t get to have a personal life. When I am at home—which is rarely—all I do is think about work. And don’t get me started on dating. Either my badge turns them off or their parole officer calls while we’re making out.”

I shook my head slowly, smiling at her bad joke. “You overthink things. Sometimes you just need to take a chance. I learned that playing poker.”

“All I know about poker is to fold when the cards suck.”

“People fold too often when they shouldn’t. Sometimes you have to go big even if you don’t know how the hand is going to play out.” I set my teacup on the saucer beside hers, pushed aside the butterflies in my stomach, and kissed her. That hollow place inside me that I had suppressed for so long opened up and desire raced through me.

She stiffened and pushed me back. “What are you doing?”

“Something I should’ve done five years ago. Back then, I was too lost in my own fear to see what was right in front of me. I’m not going to make that mistake again.”

Her mouth opened and closed twice before she found the words to speak. “I think you misunderstood something.”

“Did I? I don’t think so.” I smiled as I leaned in again, my nose almost touching hers. My nervousness had vanished, replaced by the confidence of a professional gambler who knew she held the winning hand. “You wanted me then, and you want me now. I can see it in your eyes.”

And I could. The blooming arousal she protested didn’t exist made her pupils grow larger as I watched, signaling the heat building inside her even better than the red flush that crept up her neck.

She licked her lips, a nervous habit I hadn’t seen from her before. In gambling, we called that a tell. “Look, I don’t think either of us needs this kind of—”

Sometimes talking was a mistake. I captured her lips with mine again and, after a moment’s hesitation, she melted against me. Her mouth opened in surrender to my advances and she brought her hands to my arms. My heart soared.

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To recover a powerful artifact belonging to her Goddess, Zia must break into the headquarters of the despotic Theocracy.

With time running out, she has to trust Alton, a handsome rogue who knows her deepest secrets. Unfortunately, that means he will be part of the divine rituals, where pleasures of the flesh fuel her magic.

Can she use Alton’s body without him stealing her heart?

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