Excerpt from chapter one:
Susan gestured to her left. “Well, I’m glad I ran into you. I want you to meet my friend, Sam.”
Distracted by the coffee shop conversation, her fight to keep her stomach at bay, and her attempt not to lose control over her overflowing cup, Kathryn hadn’t paid much attention to the chest she ran into. But now, she tilted her head up and looked into a pair of warm brown eyes. Oh. My. God.
He was tall. Very tall. 6’3”? 6’4” maybe? Kathryn couldn’t tell for sure, but he seemed to tower over her, and she was 5’9” and wearing heels. Besides being tall, he was also big. Wide. Muscular. His whole presence was larger than life. Damn. Where did you come from?
When he spoke, she realized it was from somewhere south of the Mason-Dixon line.
He extended his hand. “Kathryn. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”
She shifted her coffee awkwardly, readjusted her purse, and slipped her hand into his. His handshake was warm and firm, and his touch immediately erased the tension of the coffee shop conversation and replaced it with more prurient thoughts.
“The pleasure’s all mine.” His skin was a rich caramel color. The light blue oxford shirt he was wearing was slightly unbuttoned at the top, and Kathryn could see the beautiful color flowing down his neck and across his shoulders. She wanted to unbutton the rest of his shirt to see more. No. Forget unbuttoning. Just rip it right off.