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Sunday, September 18, 2011

Six Sentence Sunday

Michael stepped forward invading her personal space. Heat radiated from his body and warmed her up from the chill of the air-conditioning.

“Scarlett, I could feel your eyes on me through the whole fight. I could smell you. It was hard to concentrate.”

His voice was low, husky, and before she could stop herself with worry, she reached out and stroked his bare chest with her fingers.

15 comments:

  1. Oh I love hot tentative she is. Yummy

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  2. I have to echo the others...yummmm. lovely snippet. And a sexy cover!

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  3. Oooh, the tension! Great job, girl!

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  4. Stroking us with your words. Very sensual.

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  5. Oh, I sense some magnetism here. A great six!

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  6. Fantastic six, I love how he said he could smell her, brought all my senses alive.

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  7. I LOVED THIS BOOK!! So good!! :)

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  8. Yummy. Sounds like I'd be keeping my eyes on him too.

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