So I’ve mentioned that EC has dropped it’s prices on some of the titles at 3rd party etailers…Nook, Kindle, etc… my titles are included.

For the next few months, off and on, I’m going to post excerpts from my older EC titles.  🙂 Just to be helpful, ya know..  😉

Allie. Remember that? Little Allie? You and Mike taught her how to ride her bike?

So now I can teach her to ride me…

FUCK!

Damn it to hell, he didn’t want to be here.

He didn’t want to see Allie, didn’t want to remember that night. He had been such a fucking coward. He should have at least gone after her and made sure she was all right—apologized.

Fucked her again.

Shit.

No, he didn’t want to be here. But how could he tell his best friend—who was worried about his pregnant wife—that he couldn’t pick Allie up because he’d fucked her brains out, it was the best fuck of his life, and now he was scared to see her again?

Still no Allie.

Probably missed her flight.

From the corner of his eye, he could see the little brunette approaching, and he started to hope Allie had missed the flight. She looked vaguely familiar, especially those green eyes. If Allie had missed her flight, then he could flirt with this much safer brunette with the wide smile. He could push Allie out of his mind temporarily, talk this cute thing into grabbing a bite with him, and he would put dealing with Allie off again.

He’d been successfully doing just that for months.

“Alex?”

His head swung around, his eyes narrowed. He knew that voice. He’d often wondered why God had wasted such a soft, throaty voice on a woman like Alison Ryan. Half the time, she was even afraid to talk, and when she did, it was in stops and starts that made her sound breathless.

But it wasn’t Alison standing in front of him.

This long, leggy brunette had sun-streaked brown hair that tumbled and curled around a sweet, elfin face and a laughing smile on her sexy mouth. This sexy thing had big green eyes that met his head on while Allie preferred to stare past his shoulder, at her feet, or at his butt when she thought he wasn’t looking.

Long slim legs outlined by form fitting jeans, a beat up pair of Nikes. Slim hips, the glimpse of a tight ass. He dragged his eyes back up the amazing pair of legs, over the mint green sweater tank that molded itself to her—not Allie. Couldn’t be.

This cute thing had round, mouthwatering little breasts…just like Allie’s. A smooth, slim white neck, a pink mouth…just like Allie’s.

Oh, hell.

She arched an eyebrow and her luscious mouth opened again. “Have you seen Mike?”

“Allie?”

She grinned, and Alex blinked his eyes, certain sleep deprivation was playing a dirty trick on him.

“Long time, no see,” she said, even though he could tell she was snickering inside.

“Uh, he, Mike asked me if I could pick you up. Lori had to go to the doctor, some kind of stomach bug.” Drawing his sunglasses from his pocket, he slid them on, wanting to study her a little closer, without her grinning at him like that.

Like she knew he had been hit across the head with a two-by-four.

You can find the books at places like the Nook store, ARe & Kindle