Sorry I’m late chiming in, but I’m excited about my new release, a contemporary romance, The Passion-Minded Professor and I want to share it with you. Roxy is one of my favorite heroines, a divorced, diner waitress who’s trying to get control of her life. Of course, things don’t go as planned, especially after she meets chemistry professor, Dr. Daniel Jennings. As Daniel says, “Don’t they call an attraction between two people ‘chemistry’?”
Here’s a little excerpt:
Daniel held out his hand to her. “Miss Morgan, may I have this dance?”
She took his hand and let him pull her to her feet. “Um, yeah, but actually, I suppose it’s technically Mrs. Morgan.”
“You did say ex-husband, didn’t you?”
She nodded. “I’ve been meaning to change back to my maiden name, but I just haven’t gotten around to it. Though after tonight, I think I’m going to find the time.”
Why on earth were they talking about Todd? The warmth of Daniel’s hand on hers threatened to melt her into a puddle on the floor. The last thing she wanted to be thinking about was the ex-husband who had made her feel fat and unworthy.
This was her only chance to be in Daniel’s arms. All she wanted to think about right now was Daniel and the dance.
They stepped onto the little square of wood and finally she was in Daniel’s arms, right where she longed to be. Perry Como—or maybe it was Tony Bennett—serenaded them.
She tried to be so strong all the time. To be in control. Was it so wrong to lean on someone else, just for the length of an old love song?
Roxy closed her eyes and pretended they were the only two people in the city at the moment. She could forget about ex-husbands, homework and daily specials, and concentrate on the mood and the music and the man. She felt safe and warm in his arms in a way she never remembered feeling before.
Pressed up against Daniel’s hard body, the safe and warm feeling soon gave way to hot and dangerous sensations. They swayed to the music, their bodies rubbing, their thighs brushing, their breaths mingling.
His hands roamed over her back, stroking her, gathering her even closer to him. Her heart thudded in her chest, a frantic counter-rhythm to the soothing music surrounding them. Those tingles that danced in her body last night had taken flight and were now soaring through her veins.
She rubbed her cheek against his, the scraping of his jaw increasing the shocks of awareness running through her. She flattened her hands across his back and the heat radiating there warmed her to the center of her being.
Then his hands were in her hair, tangling in the strands, tickling her scalp. And, as if the sensations weren’t already overwhelming, he started teasing her ear with his lips, nibbling gently. He brushed his hips against hers, his arousal clearly evident.
She pressed back.
Roxy bit back a moan. What was she doing? How quickly she’d forgotten all her good intentions. The last thing she needed was a man who made her lose control.
If nothing else, she had to stay in control.
The song was winding down. The rest of the world started to come back into focus. Roxy relaxed her grip and stepped away from Daniel. She shoved a shaky hand through her hair.
“Well,” she said, grateful her voice didn’t quiver like her knees were. “That was very good. I guess you don’t need any dancing lessons.”
Daniel cupped his hand around the back of her head and didn’t let her retreat any further. The heat of his gaze pinned her as effectively as his hand did. Rosemary Clooney started singing and he pulled Roxy into his arms again. “I never said I needed dancing lessons.”
Check out The Passion-Minded Professor today!
Natasha
Romance with more…sizzle
www.natashamoore.com
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