you?”
He laughed. “Sounds great. Why don’t we take this to your place or my place and see if we can spend the weekend making it happen again?”
He kissed her tenderly, and she heard his thoughts. I think I love you, Evelyn.
Wow. A vampire in love with me? Imagine that.
The question is, do you think you could love me?
His mental voice sounded tentative, a bit vulnerable in a way she never would have thought with this big, potent vampire. Oh, I think I’m more than halfway there.
Good, because I have some other tricks you haven’t even seen yet.
Like what?
Ticklers. Handcuffs. Sex that lasts two hours at a time.
Her eyes widened. “Two hours.”
32
Night Scream
Conall shrugged, his eyes twinkling. “Or more.”
She grinned. “Bring it on . ”
The End
33
About the author:
Suspenseful, erotic, edgy, thrilling, romantic, adventurous. All these words are used to describe award-winning, best-selling novelist Denise A. Agnew’s novels. Romantic Times Magazine called her romantic suspense novels DANGEROUS INTENTIONS and TREACHEROUS WISHES “top-notch romantic suspense.” With paranormal, time travel, romantic comedy, contemporary, historical, erotica, and romantic suspense novels under her belt, she proves her gift for writing about a diverse range of subjects.
(Writing tales that scare the reader is her ultimate thrill.) Denise’s inspiration for her novels comes from innumerable sources, but the fact she has lived in Colorado, Hawaii, and the United Kingdom has given her a lifetime of ideas. Her experiences with archaeology have crept into her work, as well as numerous travels throughout England, Ireland, Scotland, and Wales. Denise currently lives in Arizona with her real life hero, her husband.
Denise welcomes mail from readers. You can write to her c/o Ellora’s Cave Publishing at 1337 Commerce Drive, Suite 13, Stow, OH 44224.
Also by Denise A. Agnew:
By Honor Bound anthology
The Dare
Deep is the Night: Dark Fire
Deep is the Night: Haunted Souls
Deep is the Night: Night Watch
Over the Line
Primordial
Winter Warriors anthology
BODY CHEMISTRY
Tawny Taylor
Body Chemistry
Chapter One
Allie Larson knew she had a soft spot for underdogs. Over the years she’d amassed quite a collection of discarded items—a poodle with a screeching bark that made everyone but the deaf shudder in pain, a bald cat named Kojack, a friend named Carlee who drove everyone but Allie nuts, including her own mother, a car that spent more time in the shop than on the road, and a long and disturbing list of ex-boyfriends.
Still, she saw no need to change it. In fact, as she stood at Case Pharmaceuticals’
Christmas party watching Lukas Brenner, resident genius, produce tears of boredom in another woman’s eyes, she found herself shifting into rescue mode…again.
Carlee caught her wrist and gave her a menacing glare. “Don’t you dare.”
Allie tried to widen her eyes to look innocent. “What?”
“You’re fluttering.” Carlee poked an index finger at Allie’s eyelids. “Liar.”
“How could I be lying? I haven’t said anything.”
“Well, I know Allie-Larson-lying-flutters when I see them.” Carlee pointed at Lukas and the woman. “Leave those two alone. It’s a party, for God’s sake! Have a drink.
Enjoy.”
“I am.” She lifted her empty glass of soda up for illustration.
Carlee sniffed the empty glass and wrinkled her nose. “There’s the problem.” She dragged Allie toward the bar. “You need something stiffer. How ‘bout a Long Island?
Less Coke, lots of alcohol.”
“Are you trying to kill me? I’ll be flat on my back in minutes if I drink one of those.”
“That’d be better than this. Look at you.”
Allie glanced down, expecting to find food on her clothes, her blouse unbuttoned, something. “What? What’s wrong with me?”
“You’ve got that I’m-gonna-rescue-the-lost-puppy-dog look.”
“Do not.” She lifted her hand to her face. “It’s
He laughed. “Sounds great. Why don’t we take this to your place or my place and see if we can spend the weekend making it happen again?”
He kissed her tenderly, and she heard his thoughts. I think I love you, Evelyn.
Wow. A vampire in love with me? Imagine that.
The question is, do you think you could love me?
His mental voice sounded tentative, a bit vulnerable in a way she never would have thought with this big, potent vampire. Oh, I think I’m more than halfway there.
Good, because I have some other tricks you haven’t even seen yet.
Like what?
Ticklers. Handcuffs. Sex that lasts two hours at a time.
Her eyes widened. “Two hours.”
32
Night Scream
Conall shrugged, his eyes twinkling. “Or more.”
She grinned. “Bring it on . ”
The End
33
About the author:
Suspenseful, erotic, edgy, thrilling, romantic, adventurous. All these words are used to describe award-winning, best-selling novelist Denise A. Agnew’s novels. Romantic Times Magazine called her romantic suspense novels DANGEROUS INTENTIONS and TREACHEROUS WISHES “top-notch romantic suspense.” With paranormal, time travel, romantic comedy, contemporary, historical, erotica, and romantic suspense novels under her belt, she proves her gift for writing about a diverse range of subjects.
(Writing tales that scare the reader is her ultimate thrill.) Denise’s inspiration for her novels comes from innumerable sources, but the fact she has lived in Colorado, Hawaii, and the United Kingdom has given her a lifetime of ideas. Her experiences with archaeology have crept into her work, as well as numerous travels throughout England, Ireland, Scotland, and Wales. Denise currently lives in Arizona with her real life hero, her husband.
Denise welcomes mail from readers. You can write to her c/o Ellora’s Cave Publishing at 1337 Commerce Drive, Suite 13, Stow, OH 44224.
Also by Denise A. Agnew:
By Honor Bound anthology
The Dare
Deep is the Night: Dark Fire
Deep is the Night: Haunted Souls
Deep is the Night: Night Watch
Over the Line
Primordial
Winter Warriors anthology
BODY CHEMISTRY
Tawny Taylor
Body Chemistry
Chapter One
Allie Larson knew she had a soft spot for underdogs. Over the years she’d amassed quite a collection of discarded items—a poodle with a screeching bark that made everyone but the deaf shudder in pain, a bald cat named Kojack, a friend named Carlee who drove everyone but Allie nuts, including her own mother, a car that spent more time in the shop than on the road, and a long and disturbing list of ex-boyfriends.
Still, she saw no need to change it. In fact, as she stood at Case Pharmaceuticals’
Christmas party watching Lukas Brenner, resident genius, produce tears of boredom in another woman’s eyes, she found herself shifting into rescue mode…again.
Carlee caught her wrist and gave her a menacing glare. “Don’t you dare.”
Allie tried to widen her eyes to look innocent. “What?”
“You’re fluttering.” Carlee poked an index finger at Allie’s eyelids. “Liar.”
“How could I be lying? I haven’t said anything.”
“Well, I know Allie-Larson-lying-flutters when I see them.” Carlee pointed at Lukas and the woman. “Leave those two alone. It’s a party, for God’s sake! Have a drink.
Enjoy.”
“I am.” She lifted her empty glass of soda up for illustration.
Carlee sniffed the empty glass and wrinkled her nose. “There’s the problem.” She dragged Allie toward the bar. “You need something stiffer. How ‘bout a Long Island?
Less Coke, lots of alcohol.”
“Are you trying to kill me? I’ll be flat on my back in minutes if I drink one of those.”
“That’d be better than this. Look at you.”
Allie glanced down, expecting to find food on her clothes, her blouse unbuttoned, something. “What? What’s wrong with me?”
“You’ve got that I’m-gonna-rescue-the-lost-puppy-dog look.”
“Do not.” She lifted her hand to her face. “It’s
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