TAKE IT OFF, WARRIOR released today!
Highland Laird Camden MacLeod, wakes up after a night of celebrating with his warriors, but something isn’t right. This is his bedroom, but not his bed…and there are women’s things strewn about. Confused, he haphazardly throws on his kilt and goes in search of whoever has played such a foul trick on him. But what he finds is beyond tempting…
Valerie Bennett has spent the last day exploring the medieval Scottish castle she’s rented for her best friend’s bachelorette party. An oddly shaped stone she’s found in the tower holds her fancy, but never in her wildest imaginings did she think it would bring her dream man to life…
Sparks fly and attraction soars when these two come face to face. Valerie insists <CITY />
Camden has arrived to audition as an exotic dancer for the ladies entertainment, and he thinks she’s an enchanted fairy about to make his fantasies a reality. Beyond desire, passion and rapture, love has come to call. Will Valerie and <CITY />
Camden move heaven and earth to stay together, or will their two worlds rip them apart?
As he rounded the corner, he almost ran smack into the woman he hoped was the object of his fancy.
“Oh my,” she breathed and jumped back from him.
Long silky tendrils the color of honey surrounded her face and fell behind her shoulders. He resisted the urge to reach out and curl his fingers through them, to turn her to see just how far down the heavenly tendrils cascaded. Startled sea-blue eyes caught his lingering gaze and a slow delicious smile spread over her full pink kissable lips. She was covered—rather, uncovered—in a delicious brown silk garment. Her arms were completely exposed and the front of the gown dipped low, between plump breasts. Nipples, hardened into sharp points, pressed the front of the gown. He curled his hands into fists, forcing himself not to reach out and caress the jutting peaks. An ancient-looking stone necklace hung between the mounds of flesh, stirring something in his memory. He continued his perusal down to her dainty waist and curvaceous hips. Although her gown was long, covering her legs, it was obvious she wore only that—no kirtle or underskirt—and the fabric fairly clung to shapely thighs.
Oh yes, he liked this fairy.
She was just as bold as he was. Her gaze roved over his face, his chest and down the length of him, taking in his bare feet. <CITY>
Camden</PLACE></CITY> felt his ego grow as her approving gaze studied him. The woman was positively undressing him with her mind. She had to be the one those delectable naughty bits of fabric belonged to.
“Well, well, you’re early, warrior.” Her voice was a sultry caress to his already heightened senses.