Sneak Peek of Carolina Heat!

Annabelle felt the warm touch of his lips on the inside of her wrist while transfixed by his hot stare.  An unexpected tingle started low in her stomach and spread in all directions.  For a brief moment, her other senses deserted her.  The world shrank to the mere inch of skin his tongue caressed.  She dragged in a ragged breath.  "You have definitely made an impression."
"You're truly stunning when you're off-balance," Mark murmured against her arm.  "Don't get me wrong - I think you're lovely, regardless.  But when something jostles your ever-present control, your face softens.  Your eyes widen and turn the color of cypress trees."  He pressed one last kiss in the middle of her palm and placed her hand back on the table.

Several different emotions warred within her.  Disbelief, amusement, and mistrust were all there, but mostly overshadowed by a powerful surge of pure lust.  She was reluctant to admit how long it had been since her libido kicked in like this.  Sensible or not, she was grateful to Mark for awakening it.

 
Surprised at the steadiness of her hand, she picked up her coffee cup and saluted him.  "You just earned your fair city another thousand words.  It's guaranteed to be the feature article.  You'll have twice as many tourists here after the November issue hits the stands."

Mark smiled, and gestured for her to lean closer.  He put a hand up to her ear and whispered, "What would it take to inspire you to write a book?"