Wednesday, October 27, 2010
Stripped Bare out of Friday!
Stace needs help finding her missing sister. What she gets is Donavan Shepard. Shep is everything a woman could ever desire in a man and much, much more. Hell, he reminds her of a Viking; all she wants is to be ravished over and over again.
Shep wants to find a woman who he can bare all with, keeping nothing hidden. Stace seems to be the one. Can he help her find her sister and convince her to give them a chance? One taste of her lush flesh and he’ll do whatever he can to achieve both.
An Excerpt From: STRIPPED BARE
Copyright © LACEY THORN, 2010
All Rights Reserved, Ellora's Cave Publishing, Inc.
Chloe walked off the dance floor laughing. She loved to dance and really wished that she could find more time to get out and do just that. She looked at her watch and shook her head. She’d been here too long as it was. She had plans tomorrow with her best friend and they had been looking forward to it all week.
“In a hurry?” the deep voice sounded in her ear and though she knew he was only leaning close to be heard over the music she pulled away.
“Yeah, I’ve got to get going,” she replied.
“Well, here, at least take a few minutes to drink the Coke I ordered you,” he said as he handed it to her. She really was thirsty so she downed it in three gulps.
“Thanks,” she smiled at him. He wasn’t that bad-looking. He just gave off a weird vibe almost as if she had seen him someplace before and couldn’t place him. He had sort of stalked her across the floor until a slow song came on and before she knew what he was doing he had maneuvered them into the dance with the other couples.
“Here,” he said and reached for her arm. “I’ll walk you out to your car. There are a lot of crazies out there.”
She laughed. There sure were but still she didn’t want to walk out to the parking lot with a stranger. “I’ll just head to the restroom real quick and then go.”
“Okay,” he said. “I’ll meet you here and walk you out.”
“Thanks,” she said though she had no intention of walking back to meet him. Her car was parked closer to the back door anyway.
She walked toward the bathroom and the back hall and kept right on walking out the back door. She made it quickly to her car and clicked the key fob to unlock her door, getting in immediately and hitting the lock button on her door before starting the car. Laughing at herself she tossed her cell on the passenger seat beside her and pulled out of the lot.
She had spent too much time dancing and now would be late getting home. Of course who would be there to care? Not her sister who was gone on another rescue mission that Chloe wasn’t supposed to know about. Stace was her hero, she just wished that her sister trusted her more to be open about what her job really was. But for some reason Stace seemed to think Chloe needed protection from that side of her sister’s life. If only Stace realized just how much Chloe had discovered on her own.
She shook her head. She couldn’t believe how blurry the road was getting. She was tired but not enough to be falling asleep and unable to focus on the road in front of her. Her hands couldn’t seem to keep a grip on the wheel. Her heart was racing and yet she felt sick. Something was wrong. It took her brain too long to engage. The Coke. There must have been something in the Coke that guy had given her at the bar. Shit! Her sister had warned her about taking drinks from anyone but the bartender or waitress.
She pulled the car over to the edge of the road suddenly terrified that she had taken the back roads home. She fumbled for her phone and on the third try managed to hit 9-1-1.
“Nine-one-one, what is your emergency?” a voice said over the phone.
“Something in my drink,” she slurred out. “Can’t drive home. Can’t stay awake.” She could hear how slow and drawn-out her speech was and wanted to scream.
“Ma’am where are you?” the voice came again. “Are you driving in your car?”
“On side road,” she managed. “Three hundred west. Ta-ta-Tark’s Tavern.”
“Have you been drinking ma’am?” the voice asked, all business.
“Coke,” she managed. “He me Coke.”
“Ma’am stay with me,” the voice sounded far away, so far away.
“Lights,” Chloe said as she began to pass out. “Here.”
“What kind of lights?” the voice said but Chloe couldn’t get her lips to work anymore. “Is there someone there with you? Ma’am are you there? Ma’am?”
There was a sound, a popping noise and then the door was opened. Chloe let the phone slip from her hand. Two voices, definitely masculine but speaking in whispers so it was hard to discern what was being said. She felt hands gripping her, pulling, lifting and then she was in someone’s arms being carried away from her car, away from her phone and help. She tried to say something but could manage no more than a moan. Lips pressed softly against the top of her head and then she felt nothing at all.
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