Mr. Sir, part of the Ball & Chain series from Ellora's Cave, is now available at Ellora's Cave, Amazon, and Barnes and Noble.
For those of you who pre-ordered and woke up to find it already downloaded onto your Nook or Kindle--Thank You!!
How about an exclusive excerpt:
She was almost ashamed to admit she'd overlooked him several times when they first worked together. She'd been hired as a receptionist directly out of the vocational high school she'd attended, and hadn't been there more than a year when he was hired as an intern his senior year of college.
She'd seen him. It was her job to know who was coming in the door and for what reason. She'd thought he was cute in an all-American kind of way, but hadn't really given him a second thought until a coworker pointed out that he looked at her differently than he looked at any of the other office girls.
So she'd started to flirt with him for fun. He'd been adorably shy at first. Morning hellos eventually led to him introducing himself, which in turn led to him occasionally stopping by her desk to make small talk.
Then, at the company Christmas party that year, she'd found herself alone with him in a quiet corner. With a couple of glasses of wine in him, he'd been charming and easy to talk to. And when she'd looked into his eyes, really looked into their depths for the first time, she'd nearly been knocked off her feet by what she'd seen.
Beneath his sweet-faced exterior was pure, unadulterated, untapped power.
He'd taken her out for a drink when the party ended. They'd closed the bar and gone for breakfast at an all-night greasy spoon near her apartment after that. She'd taken him home with her that morning and let him tie her up with the belt from her bathrobe by the light of the rising sun shining through her bedroom window.
Oh how far they'd come since that night.
How about an exclusive excerpt:
She was almost ashamed to admit she'd overlooked him several times when they first worked together. She'd been hired as a receptionist directly out of the vocational high school she'd attended, and hadn't been there more than a year when he was hired as an intern his senior year of college.
She'd seen him. It was her job to know who was coming in the door and for what reason. She'd thought he was cute in an all-American kind of way, but hadn't really given him a second thought until a coworker pointed out that he looked at her differently than he looked at any of the other office girls.
So she'd started to flirt with him for fun. He'd been adorably shy at first. Morning hellos eventually led to him introducing himself, which in turn led to him occasionally stopping by her desk to make small talk.
Then, at the company Christmas party that year, she'd found herself alone with him in a quiet corner. With a couple of glasses of wine in him, he'd been charming and easy to talk to. And when she'd looked into his eyes, really looked into their depths for the first time, she'd nearly been knocked off her feet by what she'd seen.
Beneath his sweet-faced exterior was pure, unadulterated, untapped power.
He'd taken her out for a drink when the party ended. They'd closed the bar and gone for breakfast at an all-night greasy spoon near her apartment after that. She'd taken him home with her that morning and let him tie her up with the belt from her bathrobe by the light of the rising sun shining through her bedroom window.
Oh how far they'd come since that night.
I hope you like.
Congrats, Jayne! I absolutely love the sound of this one. You completely had me with that excerpt. Can't wait to read the rest.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Sloan! I hope you enjoy it!
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