Yes… there is a theme here. *G* I’m getting closer to being done with this, which means I want you all nuts for it.  Am I close to that yet?  ** also… I know a lot of people seem to be really excited about this, and that thrills me…if you want to have up to date info on it, it will all be posted to the blog, so the best way to stay informed is probably going to be through signing up for the RSS feed over there.  It’s just a daily email-it says feedburner-all it is…the blog gets emailed.

“Why you?”  Then she glanced away, licking her lips. Taking a deep, slow breath, she looked back at him and said, “Because I had a feeling you’d get it. You didn’t look freaked out by what you saw five years ago.”

She squirmed a little because this next part was embarrassing. “And…well.  Hell, you’re gorgeous, Drake.  I know I can trust you.  I like being around you…and..um, well, there are times when I see you looking at me and I see something—kind of like the way you’re looking at me now.”

His hands flexed on her thighs. “And how am I looking at you?” he asked roughly. Slowly, he used his hands to lightly tug her thighs apart.

It never occurred to her not to let him.

“Like you want to eat me alive. Like you want me—so much.”  Her voice shuddered out of her and she jerked her gaze from his face. “Sometimes it scares me, when I’m out and I noticed a man who notices me, you know? But not with you. You’ve never scared me. And…well, like I said—you’re gorgeous.”

She licked her lips and shrugged, going for casual, but failing. “I figured if you already found me attractive, and I know I find you attractive. So if you weren’t opposed to the kind of games I like, maybe you’d be okay with this.”  She met his gaze and held it. “Was I wrong?”

“No.”

Still looking at a 12/1 release date, roughly.  Also, as I explained yesterday, I’m down for the count for a few more days due to personal upheaval and the loss of a friend, on top of a surgery yesterday.   I do appreciate the good thoughts and prayers, very much.  But please don’t email.  I always feel like I should respond, even when I’m told I don’t need to.  Logically, I know I should rest but when there’s work to be….I have a harder time, so please don’t email.  All thoughts and prayers are appreciated, though.  Appreciated and welcome.