This or That: Excerpts


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A SEAL’s Desire


A rustling came from his left. Rocks clanked together and branches slapped at each other.

Laramie frowned.

It only took him a second to assess the situation. This was a pretty remote place. He was alone. Other than stocking the food supplies, Art didn’t come up here and didn’t expect to hear from him for three weeks. And there was no cell service. On the asset list, he knew there was a shotgun in the cabin and rope in the lean-to. And, of course, his own skills.

Grinning as much in battle anticipation as to welcome the distraction, Laramie dropped into a crouch, his hands fisted and his eyes trained on the rustling bush.

A second later, a five-foot-ten mass in cream satin burst through the foliage.

The sight damn near knocked him on his ass.

Thankfully, he had good balance.

So Laramie was able to straighten and reassess at the same time without losing more than a dozen or so brain cells.

Luckily the brain cells trained to assess and evaluate the female form were still working just fine. The golden complexion lent truth to the fact that the disheveled red hair falling from the knot atop her head to float around her shoulder was natural.

He considered himself an expert on the female form, so he knew his evaluation of her body as damned good was spot on. Broad shoulders rose above lightly muscled arms, and as she straightened to better pull those deep breaths down to her belly, he gave a silent hum of appreciation.

Oh yeah, she had a sweet body. Fabric cupped breasts full enough to fill both his hands, then wrapped snugly around a long torso, slender waist and narrow hips. From there down she was a mystery because of the ocean of material, but based on the facts on hand, Laramie had to believe that the legs would be as much a turn on as the rest of her.

For a brief second, he had to wonder if Art had been more serious than he’d figured about that last suggestion. Laramie wouldn’t put it past him, but he just couldn’t figure where the old man would find a woman this hot to play the part.

Which meant she was probably lost or running from something.

As hard as it was to tear his eyes from the striking face with its razor sharp cheekbones, slashing brows and full lips, Laramie managed to cast his eyes behind her.





A SEAL’s Pleasure


“There’s nothing prettier than a woman who’s mastered the art of body English.”

Dammit all to hell.

Tessa’s heart jumped. She couldn’t stop its silly reaction, but she made sure it didn’t show. She didn’t straighten. She didn’t let her expression change. She simply lifted her gaze from the soothing expanse of green felt to the disturbing view on the other side of the pool table.

Dear lord, Gabriel Thorne took tall, dark and handsome to unbelievable lengths. From the broad expanse of well-muscled shoulders to the tips of his size fourteen boots polished to a high gloss, he exuded strength. The sharp angles if his face with its knife-edged cheekbones and golden skin contrasted against hair so black it gleamed blue and eyes just as dark.

Why did he have to be so freaking perfect?

Good-looking guys were a dime a dozen. Tessa was so jaded that sex appeal barely registered anymore. Power? It still inspired a little ping of sexual awareness in her belly but it was easy enough to ignore if she wanted.

But all three in a single man?

Almost irresistible.


Gabriel Thorne, or Romeo as he was more suitably called, had one irredeemable strike against him.

He was actually Chief Petty Officer Gabriel Thorne.

U.S. Navy SEAL.

Her stomach churned.

And the only thing higher on Tessa’s off-limits list than a military man was a man so dedicated to the military that he devoted his life to becoming the best in order to serve in it.



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